Garrus X Shepard Novels & Stories

“Alright. Then can I tell you something else? Something that happened while you were gone?” I nodded. “I found my mate.” Her voice softened. “Garrett. The Defense Commander. We discovered the bond while looking for you.” Despite everything, I felt a small, warm flicker. “I’m happy for you.” “Thank you. He’s… steady. Loyal. He believed me about the poisoning when others doubted. We still barely know each other, but it feels right.” “That’s what mate bonds do.” The bitterness in my voice surprised even me. “Gia—”

About twenty guards came to stand by watching them disembark. Arric got down and helped Eirika down, holding her by the hand. Eirika raised her eyes and saw the pack's chef; Remus, the human girl, and a new face she hadn't seen before. She wondered if the lady was Celine’s replacement. When Eirika strode forward to greet Arric’s house staff, Arric caught Nigel standing frozen on the aircraft exit door, looking to his left. He directed his gaze in that direction and saw Zenesha; one of his watch guards. A highly skilled gamma that had had her share of a rough patch like Eirika, but hers left physical, mental, and emotional scars. So much so that she'd asked for a secluded home away from the g

She landed hard on the pavement, her whimpering now sounding more like a desperate, animalistic whine. "Get her out of here," the enforcer ordered. "She’s not pack. She’s a complication." As they dragged Garron away, he looked back at me one last time, his face a mask of pure, unadulterated hatred. "You’ll never survive this, Xender! The pack will tear you apart for this treason!" "The pack already decided," I said, watching him disappear into the back of the transport. "They just hadn't found their new leader yet."

The air was thicker here at the edge, where the marshes met the clearing—a mix of rot and fresh blood. And there they were: my guards, or what was left of them. Scattered like broken dolls across the ground. Drained husks, skin pale and shriveled, eye sockets empty black holes staring at nothing. Garr’s body was closest, his massive frame twisted in a final spasm, mouth frozen in a silent scream. Claw marks raked across his chest, tails had whipped him bloody before the demons sucked him dry. I paused for a second, breathing hard, the vial of eyes heavy in my pocket, the wrapped heart slick against my thigh.

There were seven creatures going in total. Myself, Cassar, Gage, Harlen, and three male warriors. One of them being Galan from the day I kicked some ass. Cassar leaving Beta Nora in charge of the pack while they were away for the night. From my understanding whenever Cassar left, he always brought Gage along. Gage was the defuser in the relationship. Whenever they were in a sticky situation, Gage was the one to calm things down and try and find a peaceful way to solve the issue.

No sooner had he enjoyed himself for a few days than something unpleasant happened. "Sir, Doctor Shepard is here." Hearing Professor Heist's voice, Ward immediately turned his head. Seeing Selon, he couldn't wait to ask, "Can you save it?"

Her hand reached towards him to help, but before she could touch him, Xavier's hand wrapped around her arm with an iron grip and dragged her up. Her eyes met his, making fury surge through her body. She struggled against his hold, crying. "Fucking stop moving," Xavier growled, making her body flinch badly as more tears filled her eyes. The door was pushed open, and the guards rushed inside after hearing the gunshot. They all halted when their eyes landed on Xavier with Iris in his hold. Mason walked in a second later. The atmosphere thickened with tension. His jaw clenched as he saw Evander lying in a pool of his own blood.

She asks, sliding up between me and my clothes a small smirk on her face. I watch her calm expression trying to reconcile it with the murderous one on her face that day. "The sentinels, my Gammas and Zander," I reply, taking a slow step back. At the mention of Zander's name her jaw clenches and she takes a step towards me as well.

my brother teased while glancing at the young woman he was referring to. "Don't talk nonsense," Maddox said in a half-whisper. "As I recall, she's not yet eighteen. Maybe she's starting to look around for a suitable prince to lead her country with her in the future," Garrett continued. "Shut up, Garrett," Maddox growled. "Why do you think he's looking at Maddox?" said Gamma. "She could be looking at you. Especially since you're standing so close together." "I already have a mate, and she's standing next to me. Even a blind Shewolf knows I already have one." Garrett rolled his eyeballs.

Gérard spotted me first, his sharp eyes narrowing as he straightened. “Ah, Agent Grey,” he drawled, his tone as icy as ever. “You’re persistent, I’ll give you that.” “Give up, Gérard,” I said, my voice steady. “You’re not getting away this time.” He chuckled darkly, shaking his head. “Oh, my dear, you still think you’re the hunter in this game.” At his signal, the remaining guards raised their weapons, and the air exploded with gunfire once more. I dove behind a stack of crates, returning fire with quick, precise shots. Spider appeared from the left, his movements swift as he took down two guards with a combination of knives and bullets.