Hestia Danmachi Novels & Stories

Alexander and André were hauling a cuffed Santi up the stairs with Zio Damon following behind. “You will all pay for this. Letting those girls live will only bring suffering to our pack. And to have one as our Luna.” Santi sneered, earring him a boot to the ass from Zio Damon. “Shut your mouth! Don’t disrespect our Luna.” Zio Damon commanded. Even I could feel his Beta aura pushing out. I had to smile, knowing my Zio was already on board with Crista being our Luna. “Is that the bastard from last night?” Persephone demanded, pulling away from Zoe.

Madchen fidgeted nervously in her new dress. Drago had certainly thought of everything,she thought to herself. Standing in front of the full length mirror,she watched as the attendants he hired fussed with her satiny coral cocktail dress. Her Fiery hair cascaded down her shoulders in spiraling curls,and her fingernails and toes were painted a matching coral as well.

A femal voice makes me jump and slam the fridge shut, turning to see a slightly older woman in a black uniform. “You didn’t need to do that. I-” I cut myself off, “I’m sorry, who are you?” “My name is Hestia,” The woman smiles, “Your new best friend. Would you like a proper tour?” I chew on my lip as I process her words, “My new best friend?” “Yes ma’am,” Hestia nods, shifting her weight onto her right leg, “Master Daniels has entrusted me with your wellbeing. I can cook and tell you anything you’d like to know.”

And another… “What’s up? Done singing? It was sounding really nice,” Damian said, lying on the ground and staring at the sky. I guess my songs made him sleepy. “It’s not that I got tired—I just don’t need to sing anymore,” I said, my heart racing as that same powerful energy filled the air. I was overwhelmed with emotion and joy. “Mysterious Lord… you found me again!” “Where?” Damian stepped closer, looking in the same direction I was. “Here. In everything. Don’t you feel it? That feeling like you’re being watched?” I asked. While he focused, I decided to introduce them. “Mysterious Lord, this is Damian, the Alpha of Arches.”

The servants including the madame who had been called out shuddered in fear as they stood in front of Dante. The madame especially regretted how bad she had let things escalate. It was just that she had been annoyed by how haughty Camilla had been acting. She had wanted to see how long Camilla would last before she humbled herself. She hadn't meant to let it go so far. She knew Dante wouldn't let this go, he hated disrespect more than anything. She had seen him kill men for less.