Keith Allura Voltron Novels & Stories

Lucille pushed me forward encouragingly. “She is the future Luna of the eclipse pack. Alison Walker mate of Drake Black.” My words fell silent. Lucille’s smiling complexion sliding from her face in an instance as she realised what I was saying. Even Estelle seemed to have gathered what I was talking about. “You can’t.” Lucille whispered in horror. “I have to. There is no other option.” “The Goddess would not ask this of you.” Lucille spoke with conviction.

He was about speaking when we heard a loud voice boom through the tunnels, not from a person but from a speaker mounted in a drone. “Subject 0-9. Roxy of the Silver Willow.Your sanctuary is revoked. The Council has authorized your termination. Surrender now, and your companion will be spared.” I looked at Jax. He looked at me, his amber eyes wide with terrifying realization. “Roxy, who the hell are you?” jax whispered. Before I could answer the tunnel behind us exploded in a flash of white light and a voice filled with sickeningly familiar cruelty called from the shadows.

A male's cock sheath is his only vulnerability in dragon form. From the corner of my eye, I see Henry running and leaping over burning bodies. With a large club in his hands, he launches from the stairway and somehow manages to land on Drakon's back. It's my chance. Drakon spins and tries to dislodge him. I charge in low and avoid his tail. My forward momentum allows me to slide the last few feet to try to get under him.

His head jerked up, handing over the scroll to his beta. “Pack up. You're going on a trip.” Thorne straightened, feeling the shift in authority. The man in front of him was no longer his friend but the infamous alpha Draven of the north central. “One of our allies has a witch. Alpha Knox’s pack. I’ll send word so they’ll be expecting you.” He walked back to his desk. “I’m going to see the witch?” “I want answers, Thorne, and this doesn’t look like something a wolf could give. No one must know of this until we’re sure.”

My mate was Olivia’s sister! I, Alpha Dragon from the Blue Moon pack, had searched for my mate for years. When I despaired, I decided to bring a Luna to the pack. It happened after I agreed with the Alpha of the Golden Sun pack to make his eldest daughter the pack Luna after his daughter also despaired of finding her mate. But when I visited her pack, I discovered that my mate was her younger sister!"

I listened for any sort of explanation. "There is a traitor, you have to believe me! They will kill her!" The wolf yelled. "No, there can't be, our pack members are as loyal as they come! Why would I trust someone who shows up here out of the blue who I have never seen before!" Delmor was yelling back. "What is going on here!" I roared stepping out from my spot. "Alpha Draven, you have to believe me, there is a traitor amongst your pack. He is giving information to Karn. They are going to take Aura and if they can’t take her, they are going to kill her and her pups!”

I tried to move toward Myra, but my legs wouldn't cooperate. Suddenly, Talon burst through the chaos, eyes glowing with fury as he charged toward us. Behind him, Karl appeared from the shadows, tackling the leader before he could strike again. They tumbled to the ground. I finally managed to unfreeze, scrambling to Myra's side. Her face was pressed into the dirt, deathly pale. Blood continued to pump from the wound on her back. "Myra," I gasped, carefully rolling her to her side. "Myra, can you hear me?"

Katherine tried to explain, her voice trembling. But another slap landed, this time from her adoptive father, Jones. His face was a mask of cold pack justice. "Enough lies, Katherine. By the laws of this pack, we cast you out. You are Omega. You have no family, no pack, and no honor." With those final, crushing words, he shoved her backward. Losing her footing on the loose stones, Katherine fell hard, the world spinning as she tumbled down the steep, rocky incline, the pack's condemning howls following her into the darkness.

At the center stood a massive altar, the black stone with ancient runes, and fresh blood, and my vision darkened. Trey became murderous. Kill. Kill. Kill. The cult leader standing atop the altar raised both hands. "The Moon Queen rises!" The prisoners screamed as the cultists cheered. I charged, and they never saw me coming. Warriors from the Seventh Battalion joined me as they crashed through another entrance seconds later. Keith led them personally. Finally. "You're late," I growled. He laughed, "Nice to see you too," while ripping a cultist apart. The ritual grounds exploded with mangled bodies of the forgotten as we tore into them. The prisoners cried out in confusion as gunfire erupted

His presence anchors me. The sound of footsteps approaches the door, and Keith shifts so he faces the exit. He doesn’t let go. The door opens, and a healer steps through. He bows deeply. “Your highness.” “Tobar, Alpha Keith was hit with Wolfsbane, please be quick.” The healer's eyes widened as he scrambled up to Keith. “Of course, my Queen.” He tunes his attention to Keith. “ Will you hold out your arm for me, Alpha. I need to examine it.”