Hiro X Miguel Novels & Stories

Alpha Xavier and Alpha Noah lowered their heads and the moment I turned, pulling Carl behind me, my heart stopped. Hazel eyes glinting with dark amusement in them clashed with mine and an almost imperceptible wicked grin curled at the corner of his mouth. Miguel. My breathing faltered and it became a staring contest between us. From what I assumed concerning Flynn, he wouldn’t be the one to back down easily so I kept staring even though it felt like the weight of his intense gaze could make me crumble to my feet any moment from now. Miguel finally backed down, tearing his gaze away from me but not without a scoff.

Not for the first time, he thought about asking for another partner. "Hey, brethren! How's the hunting?" Javier Santos from the Filipino Principality greeted them as they walked towards the hall. Javi wore a plump little body with a kind face. He was a part of Haneul and Minho's squad, with Mikazuki Yamazaki from the Japan Principality as his partner. "You caught any foxes lately?" Smiling, Javi put his arms around Haneul, awaiting a response. But the latter just looked at him wearily.

He was a good warrior, but a shit dad. The sounds of clapping around me bring me back to the main hall, looking up I see Alpha Zac motioning for me as he holds a silver dagger. Shit, my turn already. I smile and make my way to the podium he is standing at. “Isa will be joining the ranks as a warrior. We are excited to add her to the patrols and at training, teaching her our styles and learning moves she can offer.” “I, Alpha Zac of the Clear Creek pack, hear by joining you, Isla Miller, by blood oath”. He slices his palm, blood drips down into a goblet. He hands me the knife,

I saw Claire lean towards Luke, whispering urgently, “Why is she saying all of this?” I took a deep breath and steadied myself. “I know this is shocking to hear, but it’s important. I have a package for all of you, something that will reveal the truth.” At that moment, Martins, who was backstage, started the video. The lights dimmed, and the screen behind me flickered to life. Miguel’s face appeared, his eyes filled with a mix of regret and determination. The room was silent as he began his confession. " Hello My name is Miguel Hernandez"

Harry’s chest tightened as he watched her shake, the old wound bleeding fresh in front of him. Miguel’s gaze shifted, landing on Harry. “Harry DuBois.” Harry’s name on his lips felt like poison. Harry straightened, his voice steady, sharp. “You have no business here.” Miguel nodded slowly, almost as if he’d expected the resistance. “No business… except truth. I came not only for her, but for you.” Harry’s blood ran cold. He heard the words but didn’t want to believe them. “For me?” Miguel’s mouth pressed into a line. His hand trembled as it rose, then fell back to his side. His eyes glistened. “There is something you don’t know. Something I’ve carried too long.”

“Maybe Dax or even Ash. I can help call them if you want.” Miguel’s face twisted, panic flashing through his eyes. “No, they’re homophobes!” he blurted out instinctively, his voice cracking with a mix of anger and desperation. Caius’s expression didn’t change. “Then leave it be,” he said coolly. “You can suffer it, it would wear off when it wants to.” He turned, ready to walk away. But before he could take another step, Miguel’s fingers clung onto his sleeve this time. His body trembling.

For what feels much longer but is in actuality around ten minutes they remain like that then Miguel blinks and sits up. “He’s okay. He doesn’t know about the tattoo designs but some big dicked pixie said it’s because we are his mates and his magic is bonding with us. He will awaken when the process is completed and…some of the rest is for our mates only. But he is a Chimera Fae/ Werewolf Hybrid,” Miguel says.

Miguel had just kissed her in front of Tasya! "I- I'm good," Lara stuttered, her eyes on Tasya, who was grinning behind Miguel. Tasya had already managed to regain her composure. "Um, I have a visitor. This is Anastacia, Migo. She's my best friend. Tash, meet Miguel Villareal," she introduced, her jaw almost dropping when Miguel didn't even glance at Tasya.

He paused. “Hot as fuck.” Ava giggled. 'What a drama queen,' I thought to myself. “The last one sitting in the middle between Scarlett and Noah is Zachariah Diaz also Marcus’s sworn enemy.” He finished off his speech with a dramatic bow making us chuckle in response. “Sworn enemy?” Ava curiously asked. “Yeah, he kinda is the Captain of the boxing and swimming club.” “Woah, both?” A smirk formed on my face. “Yep.” He said popping the ‘p.’

Placing a wet kiss on my lips, Kira walked away, concentrating on fighting off the punching bag. The sight of every part of her body moving rhythmically to each limb she lifts. Had something's in me churn In pleasure. Making a move towards her, loud footsteps raced down the gym. All of my intentions flew out the door when my eyes met with Miguel's. “There is an important call for you, Xander!” Miguel announced winded.