Hellsing Alucard X Seras Novels & Stories

I said, my voice low and even. Lucious stared at Serena, raising an eyebrow in question. "You can say anything you want here," she whispered. "This is my mate and his beta. It's a safe space." "I've been hunting them," Lucious said, his voice raw but steady. "The Alpha King and the witch, Freya. She's been manipulating him, fueling his hunger for war." Serena leaned forward, her eyes locked on Lucious. "We know that." She whispered gently.

She looked away as I approached her, and I chuckled at her act. “Pardon my manners. We haven’t properly introduced ourselves. I am Draco Macer, Alpha of the Silva Moon Pack, on the Council’s orders to inspect this pack.” I stretched my hands to her for a handshake. She stretched out her hand to return the handshake, and when our hands touched, sizzling electricity passed between us, leaving me in shock. Noble howled with excitement in my mind. My mate jacked her hand out of mine, but I remained unfazed. “I am Sera Nerva, Alpha of the Still Moon Pack.” My mate spoke in a brisk and businesslike manner. She gazed at me coldly, like an unwanted guest.

“Now? We keep her alive.” “And when Silvercrest comes for her?” I finally turned, eyes flashing gold. “Then I’ll remind them what happens when they cross a cursed Alpha.” In the quiet that followed, Serena stirred in her sleep. Her hand slipped over her stomach, a whisper escaping her lips. “Thank you.” I froze. Rheon growled softly. She feels you. “Yeah,” I murmured. “I feel her too.” Outside, the first howl of morning rose hers or mine, I couldn’t tell. But it sounded like fate calling again, no longer asking, only waiting.

He swallowed it down and quickly put on an ingratiating smile. "Alpha Cassian, you're right, I was confused." Marcus wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and laughed it off, changing the subject. "I didn't mean anything by it. I was just so worried about Hailey. Sera is my flesh and blood too. How could I not love her? Ha ha..." Cassian coldly pulled his gaze away, ignored him, and turned toward the elevator. (Sera's POV) I drove back to Blackthorn territory. It was already two in the afternoon when I reached the main house.

Wide open, dust spilling into the hallway like it had been holding its breath, waiting for me. Kael stood between me and the doorway, every muscle in his body wound tight. His eyes kept moving, scanning corners, like he expected the walls themselves to lunge at us. "Serena, stay behind me." "No." He turned his head just enough to look at me. "Serena." "I said no." I pushed past him before he could get another word out. His hand caught my wrist—gentle, not restraining, just... there. "Someone's been playing me for days," I said, keeping my back to him. "I'm done standing behind people while they decide what I'm allowed to know."

"Alpha Ricardo’s border wolves were five seconds away from ripping that human to shreds! She was nearly slaughtered on enemy ground because you wanted to play the noble, charming hero! You handed my most critical asset straight into the jaws of my worst enemies, you incompetent bastard!" Zayden drew back his fist to deliver another crushing blow that would have shattered Lucian’s jaw to splinters. "Stop! Zayden, stop!" A desperate, ragged scream echoed through the corridor. Serena stumbled into the rotunda, her hair tangled, her bare feet bruised, still clutching the oversized wool coat around her shivering body. The moment she saw Lucian bleeding, pinned against the stone pillar, horror twi

Lord Ambrose snickered. Ricca smiled at him. This wasn’t about being generous, the devil isn’t generous: He just haven’t said exactly what he wants from the current alpha. “If i may speak air, rumors also have it that the cursed hybrid, your granddaughter, might have lived with them, my lord. My intel said that Lucifer’s son, Eros, had been going around asking questions about a certain female. Her name is Seraphina.” Vlad added. Hearing Vlad’s words, Ricca looked at her Sire in surprised. “You have a granddaughter?” She asked him.

My legs gave out, and I was on the dark earth with a wolf in front of me and an armful of objects that held the fragments of a life I'd almost destroyed and then, slowly, begun to earn back. She pressed her nose to my chest. Where the bullet had been. Where the hole was. And through the contact came something that was not language and not image but both at once. Sera at the ICU window. Her forehead against the glass. Her palm flat where my chest would be on the other side. Her eyes closed. Her lips moving. She was choosing.

He was trapped by the very thing that drove him: his son, and the woman who had survived, changed, and was now using that control like a weapon against him. Xavier’s smirk dropped completely. He could feel it the moment had locked into place, and there was no easy way out of it. The boy, the mother, the Alpha all three forces had met at a single point, perfectly and dangerously balanced. And in that heavy silence, Giovanni made her move. She lunged dagger flashing, wolf coiled, every instinct firing at once. Russell reacted immediately, his wolf surging but her strike was careful and precise. She wasn’t trying to kill him.

he said, "tell me where Sera is. I swear it on the name of the Alpha King — say the word, and I'll send you back to the forest tonight." I closed my eyes. I shook my head. He was quiet for a long time. Then he leaned down and pressed his forehead against mine, just for a moment. It was burning hot. An Alpha's body temperature spikes when he's in real pain — and the small amount of my blood inside him was burning too. A second later he stood up, and on his way out he left me one line: "You have three months left. If you still won't tell me before then — I'll make you wish you'd died three months earlier."