Hermione Remus Novels & Stories

It's clear that he holds a high rank, perhaps an heir alpha or a beta, he is not sure. One of the females, of low rank, also has a dark aura and a foul smell to his nose, she is stalking another young female. Remus's pupils dilate when he sees the other young female, and his vision increases twofold. He can see the exact shade of her eyes and her scent, something he can't explain, but it's the same one he had felt near the lake, which had shaken him to the core. It's a mixture of orange blossom flowers and fresh mountain air, he can't understand her exact essence, she is a hybrid, of an unknown species to him.

It was better this way since I wouldn’t need to seek Nick’s help in going home. After an hour, we reached home, and I walked straight into my uncle’s bedroom to check up on Hermione Averoff! She was the warrior wolf from our enemy pack, the Luceres Pack, and his mate! My uncle had abducted her and held her hostage to teach her twin, Alpha Zephyrus, the leader of the Luceres Pack, a lesson. Despite being the enemy, Hermione or Hera, as she preferred being called, was kind and beautiful. I liked her from the moment I met her.

Withholding the dream she had in her kitchen and not knowing why. “We have to let the council know about this,” Ruke said, looking at Hermione. He didn’t know how she was taking the news. He was exasperated, angry, and resentful towards the moon goddess. All she did was complicate things. It wasn’t enough. She was a cat shifter. She had to equally be a host for some unhinged spirit and a vengeful madman. “Excuse me please," Hermione got up slowly from her seat and headed for the stairs.

He shook his head. “I don’t want to give her any more reason to hate us, especially since we have acted like an animal since she met us.” ‘She does not think we are a monster. She seems to like our animal self, thank you very much.’ Remus retorted. Remus pulled forward the memory of the closet kiss and howled with excitement. “She is human. Humans are complicated enough, but she’s also female. They are even more perplexing.” Corvin said as he plopped down on his bed. At least Remus was being agreeable.

Her emotions overcoming her as she stood, staring into nothing. Murmurs had broken out around her as the wolves came to terms with what they had seen but she ignored them all. She turned from her past, her pain and walked back towards the alter through the water. She pulled the diadem from the crown of her head as she walked, her hair protesting as she pulled it out of place. Small waves formed from her strong movements as she strode from the water and dropped the diadem to the wet ground. Not caring for its delicate nature. Leonidas tried to grab her attention as she walked towards him but she ignored his words and motioned for Adam, who stood waiting, watching, and motioned for him to foll

After being humiliated and disowned by her own pack and family the 18-year-old Noella Cindy James, goes Rouge. After tumbling in the depths of the unwanted city, she begins to challenge life. Day after day, anger, hate, malice, eating her up, she becomes bloodthirsty for revenge.

The King asked as he looked at me. "I mean, her case is very rare. A weak wolf cannot live a month, and an alpha blood like her cannot live a year without mating. She was supposed to be already dead by now, but that's unless she has taken some witch potion. The potion slowly deteriorates as time goes by, and yesterday was hard enough. She's lucky she is still alive. We had to give her our medicines, which could have killed any wolf." She said, putting her hand on Max's shoulder, who just stood there staring at a wall.

Maybe it's just her eyes playing games with her. He bowed his head slightly, "I am Hermes, the third son of king Median, the king of the werewolves." he introduced. Rielle opened her eyes and looked at him. She stared at him for a while with a blank look before she bursted out, laughing hard. "Are you kidding me? That is exactly the name of my book character and what do you mean by werewolves? Stop joking with me." she laughed but he retained a serious face. "Werewolves my foot." she added.

Her curiosity got the best of her, and she asked, "What is it, Damon?" With a growing sense of urgency, I finally made up my mind. As I gazed into her eyes, I felt the weight of the revelation I was about to make, and with unwavering determination, I responded, "It's about Remus, one of my spirit wolves."

ALEXEI I brought Rosaline home the next day and placed her in my room. Yeka helped me move her things to my room. There was no way I was going to let her out of my sight ever again. "I hope she wakes up soon," Yeka mumbled as she fidgeted with her fingers. I nodded in agreement. It was amusing to see her get attached to people she was working with. Especially the females. The mafia was basically a family but she didn't really relate with everyone except Igor, Vlad and I. I had a few female assassins before her and she didn't like any one at all. They never got along.