Novel & Cerita Fullmetal Alchemist Fanfic Crossover

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN LEXA POINT OF VIEW I walked next to Cross as we left the meeting hall, my mind still trying to understand what had just happened. Free. I was free from Damian. Tomorrow I would marry Cross, the Alpha's firstborn son. "Are you okay?" Cross asked, his voice low so only I could hear. "Yes," I said, though my heart still beat too fast. "It's just... a lot to take in." He nodded, understanding in his strange golden-red eyes. "Do you want some time alone? To think?"

Lia gets up and goes over and hugs him too. "It's beautiful and perfect," she smiles, wiping her own tears. Riley helps her put it on. "I see we weren't the only one that went the jewelry route," Briar points at her bracelet. "Who is that from?" "Did James or Nash tell you about Tyler?" "Tyler? Who's Tyler?" Briar asks. Lia tells them all about the alpha exchange program and Alpha Tyler. When she finishes, Briar and Riley seem to be discussing something through their bonded mind link. "He sounds like a very good friend," Briar finally says. "Hopefully, you can stay in touch with him. Alpha work can be time-consuming."

The next hours blurred into a fever dream of sensation. Lucas was relentless but careful. He used his mouth, fingers, and powerful body to bring Ethan over the edge again and again, never fully knotting him despite the Omega’s desperate pleas. Every touch reinforced the new claim,Ethan was his. The Alpha’s rut pressure grew thicker, making the air heavy and intoxicating. By the time the heat wave finally receded into a manageable simmer, dawn light was filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Ethan lay exhausted against Lucas’s chest, covered in marks and sweat, the fresh mating bite on his neck glowing with their mingled scents.

I'd learned to tell the difference between bruised and fractured by the time I was seventeen. Through the narrow window above the toilet, the full moon stared down at me, judging and useless as always. My chest ached the way it always did when the moon was full, like something inside me was trying to claw its way out. But there was nothing there, the night my parents died, the Moon Goddess had taken my wolf as punishment for my sins. its public knowledge, and Damian, my brother, who is the alpha and now my warden, knows best. I finished the toilets and moved to the barracks common room, where a group of warriors was drinking and playing cards. They didn't look up when I entered. I'd perfecte

Shaped differently — not the comfortable quiet of two people walking, but the tight, airless stillness of something unresolved pressing in from all sides. Amira turned to me. "We should go back." "Yes," I said. But my feet didn't move. Because my mind was somewhere else entirely — pulling threads, connecting things that hadn't been connected before, lining up pieces that had no business being in the same picture and yet fit together with a precision that made my stomach turn. Nightshade. Shadowfang. My stepmother. Dariaus — born here, denied this, twisted by the denial into something unrecognisable. And now —

Fire filled the sky. Elara raised hers. Silver light collided with the flames. The impact sent a shockwave across the academy. The Creator of Flame frowned. “You cannot defeat me.” Elara gritted her teeth. “I don't need to defeat you.” The silver light spread around Lyra. “I only need to stop you from controlling us.” The fire suddenly disappeared. The Creator stumbled. “What did you do?” “I changed the rules.” Elara's symbol glowed. The Creator of Flame stared at her in horror.

We were fine for a while, scaring humans with his fangs and my wings. Unfortunately, our little scheme came to an end when the SC found us. We were running through the streets, trying to hustle humans for money. Rowan would trance humans into giving up some cash, and I would fly us out of the scene. Rowan was thirteen at the time, and I was fourteen. Our powers were not quite developed. An agent of the Council caught us and placed us back in the system. Rowan and I stuck together. The Council thought we were too strong and were about to execute us until Alexander Cross, an agent for the Council, stepped up and offered a solution. Alex is half-vampire and half-human. He offered to provide us