Got Oathkeeper Novelas e Histórias

She was stunning, with a smile on her lips. “Tonight, I’m standing before you to congratulate my nephew, Knight, the alpha of the White Moon pack, and his mate, Nirvana, and welcome her to our pack.” The room filled with applause. I assisted Nirvana up for the oath. The three elders, Lucian, Duncan, and Antoine, joined and served as our witnesses. “Just follow my lead.” We didn’t have time to rehearse, but oath-taking wasn’t that complicated. “Nirvana, put your hand on your mate’s and the other on the holy book of Moon Goddess.”

Kane pushes away from the desk --“I only need six of you to take the oath. The rest of you can support the oath takers.” “King,” Phillip says. “Forgive me, but…I can’t vouch for all of them.” “You don’t have to,” Kane reassures the guard. “The queen will pick her oath takers.” “What?” I ask Kane through our mind link. “I told you, I don’t like this oath business.” “Yes, but you’re also the only one that knows for sure who we can and can’t trust.” “I don’t want to do this, Kane.” “I know you don’t, but as leaders, we often have to do things we don’t want to do. Make decisions and take responsibility for things we don’t want.” He looks at me with soft eyes.

he answered. “Right, as a former Alpha, you must have held several of those.” “To many to count,” the former Alpha agreed. “And you had one of your own. I remember when your father held it.” “I did,” Johaness agreed, sounding proud as he puffed out his chest. “During the ceremony, there is an oath recited. Do you remember it?” the elder asked. “Of course I remember it,” Mikael’s father scoffed, as if it was an insult to think otherwise. “I, Johaness Bloodfur, step willingly into this pack with a pure heart. I swear obedience to the Whiteriver Alpha and Luna…” his voice trailed off.

He said. “Ok good. Well, the necklace wasn’t just a necklace. It was an Amulet. And apparently Katrina is a Keeper. The Keepers are a group of people who protect the Amulet from a group known as The Others. I had been wearing the amulet this whole fucking time, and had no idea that it was anything other than a necklace. You remember Ivy, my mate?” I asked him.

“Look at me when I speak to you.” Standing this close to him I could feel the words rumble in his chest. I slowly cracked my eyes open, unable to resist the absolute authority in his voice. Suddenly I was drowning in a sea of sparkling blue. The man really had no right to have such beautiful eyes, eyes that were currently snapping fire at me. “You will not be returning to your home, this is now your home. I may not have any use for you, but you are my mate, and you will stay with me.” Those deep blue eyes held a steely promise; defiance would not be tolerated.

I laughed watching as Eleanour stood up from her bed and brought out a pink beautiful small bible out of her little dresser and handed it to me. “The first oath goes, “I, Ross Anderson, shall love Catherine Terra Williams Anderson’ I repeated after Eleanor's words laughing at the fact that she merged all Terra's names together. “And my children all the days of my life ... .and if I ever try to do anything to hurt them…..May I die…..So help me God.” I happily repeated every phrase because I believed I reserved that. And the second oath was to make sure Terra and I eventually give them more siblings though they just wanted one more and that was it.

“Your oath, baby.” “I, Adeline Galdur, as fated Luna of the Blue Moon pack, solemnly swear to put the pack first before anything. I will do my best to help my mate and Alpha, Kaiser Heroux, to protect everyone even at the cost of my life and provide them with everything they need, fair and just.”

She would not have had to formally swear in to Alpha James. “The process is fairly straightforward. I’ll make a small incision on your palm, in the fleshy part just under your thumb. We’ll clasp hands so that our blood exchanges, and you’ll swear the oath of loyalty to me and the pack. Do you have any questions?” “No, Alpha Duncan. I’m ready,” Kayla said, and her mother agreed.

"You took an Oath in fire and blood." The voice is low, feminine, but not soft. It crackles like frost over flame. I turn slowly, and there she is, a tall woman cloaked in robes that shimmer between silver and indigo, hair flowing like liquid starlight down her back. Her eyes are moon-pale and hold too many memories. "Who are you?" I ask, though my voice barely echoes. She steps forward, and the stones beneath her feet pulse with light. "I am the Keeper of the Oath."