Mass Effect 3 Tali Zorah Novels & Stories

Stefan POV Standing next to the computer desk, I watched Lilith clothing on the mug with her trembling hands, “The book store cashier was already dead when Damon found her in Thomas's apartment,” I explained, “Where is the body?” She mumbled. “We took care of it,” “How did she die?” she asked. “At first, I thought it was Thomas— especially since the body was found in his apartment, but you sent him back to Taratus—” “What is Taratus?”

Exposed. “Don’t stop moving.” The voice came from ahead of him. Tarek’s muscles locked. He lifted his head slowly. Three figures stood near a low outcrop, arranged casually, as if they’d been waiting for the frost to settle rather than for him. No weapons drawn. No threat displayed. That made it worse. “I’m not looking for trouble,” Tarek said, forcing steadiness into his voice. “My sister—” “We know,” the woman on the left said. Her tone was gentle. Practiced. “You’re Tarek. Stabilizer. Scar on your right hand from the second winter collapse.”

“When Z-04 fired… something inside me reacted. It wasn’t me. It was the core.” She looked up at Z-03. “And you—you shielded me.” Z-03 bowed its head again. “My purpose is to protect the stabilizer. Always.” Alexander growled. “You don’t ‘serve’ her. She is not your master.” Z-03 turned its massive head toward him. “Incorrect. She is the primary source.” Elias stepped between them. “And what does that mean?” Z-03’s lights dimmed. “She chooses which stabilizers survive.” Lena’s stomach dropped.

“Zara.” The voice was soft but carried through the quiet courtyard. My eyes snapped open. I turned to find Talia walking toward me, her boots crunching on scattered petals. She wore her navy uniform skirt with thigh-high socks, her white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, revealing her moonstone pendant resting against her golden-brown skin. It glowed faintly in the dying light. “Talia?” I breathed, unable to hide the surprise in my voice. She tilted her head, studying me with those calculating amber eyes. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The wind lifted her dark braids from her shoulders, the beads at their ends clicking softly. The sight of her stirred something inside me—a strange mixture

“I think I need to know more.” “Done.” She fluffs the cushion behind her and lies back again. “So… who else did you meet that I should be jealous of?” I sigh, “How about Maria López?” “The Moonridge Beta’s daughter?” “Mmhm.” Naturally, Talia knows every pack’s Alphas, Lunas, and Betas. She, herself, is a political figure after all. “And?” “She’s… lovely,” I say flatly. “Sweet. Perky. Thinks Zane might be her fated mate.”

I watched him clean up the first aid kit, taking another swig of whiskey before crawling in beside me and pulling me onto his chest. My body relaxed into him as he traced his fingers in lazy patterns across my back, but my mind was still reeling. Images of Caleb and Serena surged to the surface, their faces etched in my mind like scars. I thought about the blood, the lifeless bodies, the emptiness that followed. But with Talon beside me, the hollow feeling wasn’t as overwhelming. There was a strange comfort in knowing that he understood. That he didn’t judge me for what I’d done. His acceptance was a balm to my fractured soul.

Talia basked in the way every eye was on her, she had succeeded in outshining most of the other ladies who had come in hoping to be my mate and Luna. Then her eyes found Aiden, she looked coy and their connection looked promising. It was almost too easy how their eyes sent messages. And then came the first move. I gave the signal to Zeta. His low murmur brushed my ear through the ear piece. “Target engaged, Red dress and Green tie. They’re getting closer to each other.” Through the corner of my eye, I noticed that Aiden had slipped to Talia’s side, speaking low, his grin crooked and arrogant. She tilted her head back in mock laughter, touching his arm softly.

The woman nodded and looked away, Katherine shrugged her shoulders and shared a smile with Tahlia before walking away to the car where Luna Eliane was already sited Caspian put her gently into his car and sat beside her, his guards quickly closed the door, “Ready alpha?” His driver asked… Tahlia didn’t hear any response but the driver immediately started the car engine. “Just perfect”, Tahlia thought to herself in annoyance, the northern hill pack members can talk to one another without opening their mouths, now they can plan and talk about her life without her having any idea. She rolled her eyes and scoffed. Zara, who had gone into hiding since Caspian glared at them, finally resurfaced, “

She looked around the age of 23, and when she turned to us, I noticed her eyes. They were different colors. Her right was blue while her left was brown. “Alpha, welcome,” She bowed slightly and turned her attention to me. A smile settled on her lips instantly. “You must be the new one,” She walked forward and placed her hand out. “I’m Talia, nice to meet you.” I hesitantly took her hand, shaking it. “Cana,” “I know.” She turned her attention back to Zane and asked. “She’s the one I’d be training?”

my voice steadied, stronger now, “is the only reason any of us are still standing.” Silence held for a moment longer. I looked at Elara, then Mateo stepped forward. “We’ll continue to stand as one,” he said, firm, unwavering. I met his gaze and we shook hands and hugged each other. The crowd cheered. When everything had piped down, a sound broke through the stillness. A female warrior I recognized as Talia dropped to her knees a few feet away, her voice cracking as she sobbed. “Zuri…”