Mikaelson Novels & Stories

Michael was my best friend, but he had put us in a bad situation. " He won't. He stops being my beta henceforth. I cannot risk him divulging our moves to Ingrid who is a human and works for the I.S.A the same I.S.A that tried to kill our mate and run experiments on us," Marcus said, and I could not argue with that because Michael had indeed crossed the line.

My name was right there, written in a red typography: Mikaela Vinny. "She never killed her, but she knows too much. Keep her drugged. The voices return when she's conscious for too long. If she remembers, it's over."

Dela said, bowing her head. "There is someone I'd like you to meet." Dela pulled me forward. If he were indeed a friend, I would be safe. If not, he would expose me. "Athena, I would like to introduce you to our friend. He is a great sorcerer." I plastered on my fakest smile and extended my hand. He gripped it gently and pulled it up to his lips, softly pressing a kiss to my knuckle. "Such an honour to meet you, Athena. My name is Malcolm." ***

DEA I was putting together my presentation for the seminar for more than half the day, distracting myself from my real problems. When I opened the email last night, I was excited but it was short-lived when I read the names of the other scientists that were going to be there as well. Dr. Jason Yates stood out to me and all of a sudden I was a sobbing mess yet again but I found my happy place as I buried my head in Victor's pillow and inhaled a scent I could only relate to him.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Cato said, “They had Jess until Elias helped her escape and they still have her parents. I spoke to their leader on the phone and he’ll kill them if we don’t hand Milly Megestanis over at dusk tonight.” My smile dropped as I paused, the corkscrew half in the champagne bottle. Cato had been Alpha less than an hour. Forty-one minutes, to be precise. And our enemies were already pouring in. There go my plans with Ella tonight. “They want Milly Megestanis? Why? Who are they?” “He never said his name, but he said he’s an old friend of yours,” Elias said. I furrowed my eyebrows. “What did he look like?” “Tall, dark hair, dark eyes, kind of old... well, your age.”

And finally, it seemed as though I was apart of it. “Where did Kael go?” Ace decides to ask, tapping his spoon against the rim of his tin bowl. “To his own tent. He tries to stay away. Doesn’t want to get attached to none of us,” one of the Silent’s says. She speaks with a rather irritating lisp due to a missing front tooth. Rumour has it, she smashed it out herself to look tougher for Kael. I don’t know how much I believe that. Jess, I think her name is.

His annoyance increased even more when he was worried about Mariposa who was sulking at him. He furiously entered the Alpha Mouhiere Empire. He hurriedly went inside his room. He tried to contact the woman but she could not be contacted, he got even angrier. "Ezekiel, come in here," he shouted at the man. He entered immediately. "Yes sir? I'm here. Someone is sending you a gift. I haven't opened it yet because it might be special for you." "Give me alcohol and drug. I want to get rid of bad luck in my life. This day is annoying!"

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas

Torches flickering weakly against stone walls. And in the center— A figure. Kneeling. Bound. Head lowered. Blood on the floor. Marcus stood nearby. Still. Silent. Watching. Kael stopped. Slowly. Dangerously. “Look at me,” he said. The figure didn’t move. Didn’t respond. The air tightened. Something felt off. Very off. “Kael…” I whispered. He stepped closer. One step. Then another. The bond pulsed. Sharp. Warning. “Look. At. Me.”