Garrus X Shepard Novels & Stories

Not because she was my wife, not because of her father’s name, but because she commanded. And they obeyed. When she finally stepped beside me, her coat streaked with blood, her gun still warm in her hand, I turned my head just enough to meet her eyes. “You handled yourself,” I said. Her lips curved, faint but fierce. “Did you expect anything less?” I let out a low laugh, though it felt like gravel in my throat. “Not anymore.” ⸻ Gia joined us, her hair damp with sweat, a smear of soot across her cheek. “Snipers are clear. Perimeter’s tight. But…” She hesitated, rare for her. “…our allies aren’t happy.”

Emotion choked me—forgiveness budding amid the hurt, relating to her desperation as a mother, even as Thorne's thrusts kept me pinned in bliss. Garrick stepped forward from the shadows, his burly form tense, sword drawn to guard our mating. 'I'll hold the line, Alpha,' he called, voice steady but edged with doubt. His eyes flicked to me, suspicion lingering. 'But her blood... rival scent clings. What if she's the doom?' Ronan nodded beside him, bandaging a wound, his redemption quieter now. Thorne growled without pausing, his knot fully swelling, locking us tight. 'She's mine. Loyal or die doubting.' Garrick bowed his head, pledging with a grunt, but his whisper to Ronan carried: 'Watched he

With a tense expression, she replied, "What do you want to ask me?" Gerrard narrowed his eyes, "Does that sewer rat have anything to do with Xavier Meyer? Have they ever interacted to the point where Xavier protects him?"

I don’t want to hurt him. I just want him back. And now, that will never happen. “Get away from her!” I find myself tensing up as another familiar voice draws near. In the corner of my eye, I can see a flash of red armor. My heart leaps excitedly. Gamma Everly. “This is against the rules, Garett, you can’t do this–” Gamma Everly is rushing towards us, eyes blazing. Her intentions are clear: she’s prepared to force Warrior Garett out of his wolf form before he can do any lasting damage to me.

she says. I offer a soft smile. “And these are my seven generals,” Warrick says. “You already met Alexis, Beck, and your brother Victor. Part of my generals are also your other brother, Garret.” He waves over a man with light brown hair, almost blond, cut short but still wavy. He has dark eyes and is undeniably handsome. Victor is too, but Garret feels less intimidating, even though he doesn’t look very happy right now. “You already met Serge. He is also one of my generals.”

GARRETT’S POV "Please! remember, he's your grandson." "He's Subject G-2. And he's the future of my research." She walked toward a surgical table in the corner. "More explicitly… he was, and now he's just data to be preserved." She was going to kill him, right in front of me. I struggled against the soldiers holding me, throwing myself at them with everything I had. But they were too strong, too fast, too perfect… just like she’d made them.

But then, I don’t share my intimate moments with my wife. Bradley laughed while Dorian just stared at me. Charles gave me an even more confused look while Stan just gave me an intent look. “Then what?” I sighed and shook my head. I don’t want to tell them about Astra and Eunice. I understand what the collaboration with SeQret would mean to us and to them. It would be a win-win situation for us but I can’t stand the fact that this isn’t a good thing for Eunice. “Astra is the strongest female gang in Korea, Josiah. I’m sure you know that,” Stan said. “They already teamed up with Glyph. Now, Glyph’s power has increased.”

We have a special bond, and it hurts to think I could be replaced. “At first, she looked to be spellbound by him. She gravitated towards him. They were staring at each other, growling and such” Lunaya chimed in, “Growling? Like she threatened him?” I interrupted, I couldn’t disguise the anger in my voice. Gunner’s body pressed into my back and his hands gripped my hips hard. I don’t have the mental capacity to stroke his male ego at the moment.

“Zahra, I’d like you to meet my team. Aiden you already know, but this is Jasper, my Gamma.” I turn to shake hands with Jasper, a young man with short, straight black hair and almond-shaped eyes that mirror his mother’s. His dark skin gives him an almost regal air, and he has an aura that immediately puts me at ease. ‘He’s hot,’Zanthe notes in my mind. ‘Yes, thank you, Captain Obvious.’ I roll my eyes internally as I try to focus. There’s something soothing about Jasper, similar to Oscar’s calming presence. Gammas really are gifted in that way. “And this is my Delta, Marcus,” Tobias continues.

“You’ve fallen in love with the son of the traitor who killed your whole pack.” The words stung, deep and raw, ripping open old wounds. Dark memories flooded her mind—the blood, the loss, the devastation. But she held her ground, her eyes unwavering. “I know,” she said, her voice steady. “But they still took me in. I’m alive because of them. I owe them that.” The silence between them stretched, thick and uncomfortable, as Garrick processed her words. His eyes darkened, his hands resting on the table as he pushed his half-eaten plate aside. The tension in the room was palpable as he stared at her, his voice low and guarded.