Meyrin X Sebastian の小説・ストーリー

But Mayra is still very much alive and I can’t get past the fear that one day he will want her back. Before I can say anything we hear the door opening. “Yoohoo, babes, where are you?” Ryan’s voice cuts through the apartment. Sebastian stares at me with irritation. His jaw clenched. “Get rid of him before I decide to rip his throat out for kissing you” he growls. His eyes color changing. I push him back “Will you stop growling? Ryan is gay, Okay? Jeez…if he's interested in someone then it’s definitely you and not me” I mutter before leaving the room.

With cold expression, he looked down and gawked at her too. Maxine felt a moment of panic and anxiety when Sebastian peered straight to her. She couldn’t deny the overwhelming difference in power just by exchanging gazes with Sebastian. Before asking who Maxine is, Sebastian gave his greetings to the two Alphas. “Good evening, Alpha Adam and Alpha Brett.” He looked back to Maxine and began to inquire. “And this human lady is?” “She is my son’s girlfriend,” Jericho introduced. “And also, she is Simon Cadieux’s daughter.”

King Marcus suddenly said as I served his drink, and I paused. "Yes, she is," Sebastian replied to him, and he scoffed. "Isn't this pathetic? Sadly, this fate had to befall her. Amelie, right?" Marcus called me, and I raised my gaze to look at him in resentment. "What do you feel about your current situation? What do you feel about King Sebastian?" He asked me, and a smirk laced up my lips as I glanced at Seb who was probably waiting to hear what I was going to say.

He said innocently. "No." They said together again. "Now go and stand with your friends." Selena dragged Sebastien out of their. Sebastien was clearly very annoyed about this. His friends came by his side. "Why are you sulking?" Lennon asked. "They are not letting me meet my bride. That's so absurd." He complained, and his friends chuckled. "Looks like someone is eager to see his bride. You are so whipped, Sebastien. " Alex commented. Sebastien sent him a death glare.

A small part of his brain noted that Sebestian had cleaned as he had worked, leaving it spotless. "Long enough" Sebestian murmured as he stared up into the glowing silver eyes of his mate. He pushed in between his mate knees to catch his lips in a tooth clashing kiss, the sight of those glowing eyes forced his breath out in a stutter. He skimmed his hands down the back of the blue silk pyjama top his mate was wearing to cup his ass, pulling him closer. His heart started hammering in his chest when he heard the low moan Allen let out as he wrapped his legs around his waist.

But suddenly, Sebastian took her by surprise, pulling her from her seat until they were close enough for her to feel his warm breath, their faces just inches apart. “I told you, princess—I don’t take no for an answer.” His voice was low and steady, leaving her speechless. Without further hesitation, he led her onto the dance floor, drawing the attention of the guests, who murmured in surprise. Sebastian, known for his reserved and gentlemanly demeanor, had never been seen so publicly affectionate, especially not with Kaira.

A female voice half screamed and Sebastian saw a petite girl with black spikey hair, military boots, and an attire of piercings coming their way. Matt hugged the girls tightly. "Hey Anna, this is Sebastian, but I think you already know that.. Sebastian, this is Amber's assistant Anna". "Well hello darling, don't you look stunning tonight". Sebastian grabbed her hand kissing it softly, turning on the charming gentleman without even thinking. Anna giggled and blushed like a schoolgirl, well old Sebastian still got it, he thought to himself. "Oh you are just trying to charm me, and Amber said you weren't charming at all".

He’s no one’s fool. Lucien flexed his arm and felt the stiffness settling in. The shoulder would bear a scar. Radix’s jagged white mark. Tearing through the gray scales of his dragon, as a constant reminder Lucien would have to be increasingly wary. *** WaterRose, Meadow Mountain, Grier Country SEBASTIAN “Sebastian.” There was a tentative knock on his chamber door this afternoon. Startling Bast from tucking new tunics into the armoire in his chamber. He stilled and turned to the door at the sound of her voice.

His face shutters, his jaw ticking as his teeth grind together. But the look vanishes in an instant, his smile and laughter back as Taryn walks up to us, her face glowing and dewy from our run, little tendrils of her ebony hair framing her face, seeking the moisture in the air. “Taryn?” Seb says, holding his hand out to her. She nods as she shakes his hand. “Sebastian,” he says. “Ah.” She smiles, those twinkling stars appearing again in her eyes. “The gambling man,” she says.

Now, there was only silence. He stumbled out of bed and pushed open my bedroom door. There, a journal lay open on the desk. With shaking hands, he picked it up and flipped to the last page. There were only a few lines. [Today, Sebastian chose Sabrina and broke our vow. That's fine. Now, I can leave without regret. The human world must be beautiful. I'm sure it's free of betrayal and full of freedom.] [Goodbye, my love. No... goodbye, stranger.]