Nyktos And Sera 소설 & 이야기

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"Your schedule is full until tonight, Luna," Nyra's voice sounded soft but firm beside me, piercing the silence of the underground corridor we were walking through. "After the meeting with Echo Division, you are scheduled to meet Serel at the training ground. Alpha King will also be there."

[Sera's POV] The morning after the Luna ceremony, I wake up to find a note slipped under my door. I pick it up, recognizing Beta Catherine's sharp handwriting: Luna Sera, Now that you have been formally recognized, certain expectations must be met. You will find a schedule of your duties attached. Follow it precisely. Any deviation will be reported to the Elders. Also note: Per Alpha Kade's explicit instructions, you will remain in your current quarters. The Luna's traditional rooms adjacent to the Alpha's suite will remain unoccupied. This arrangement is non-negotiable.

“Not fully.” Aria looked at her in confusion. Sera’s eyes lifted toward the unseen ceiling. “He still holds the core. I only cracked the surface.” The tremors grew stronger. Footsteps pounded closer. Aria grabbed Sera’s shoulders. “We move now.” Sera nodded weakly. “If we can.” The light flickered wildly. Aria felt the child pulse again. “He is pushing,” she whispered. “For what?” Sera asked. “For release.” The doors slammed open.

My grip on his neck tightens at the thought of all our mate has endured at his hands. “Hello, Alpha Michael, you have a debt to pay.” His eyes widen in fear and confusion. “W-what? I don't know what you are talking about” He blubbers. Orion chuckles darkly. “My mate, I am talking about my mate.” His brows still furrow in confusion. “Serena, does that ring any bells?” His eyes widen in confusion. “But that's impossible, Serena is dead.” Orion loses it. The thought of this worm mentioning the mere notion of the demise of our mate is unthinkable. I release waves upon waves of dominance in full force, baring registering the grunts and whimpers of pain in the background.

, I said loudly, enough to make sure that the two companions I am with would hear it. Tyson nursed his head whilst looking at me puzzled, Leah meanwhile pushed out the pile of boxes that toppled over her. “What…”, she rubbed her neck as she stood up, staggering. “In hell's name are you thinking Selina?!”, she looks at me angrily yet cautious of the blue serpent next to me. I held up my hands to calm her down. “Look, she’s not a threat. Her name’s Lyv.” I pointed to Lyv. “She’s here to serve me. She said it herself.”

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

She excused herself from the call. Sera was standing in the hallway with a tablet in both hands and an expression that Elara had not seen on her face before. Sera was a composed person. Precise and measured in the way of someone who had spent years in scientific environments where overclaiming was a cardinal sin. She did not show excitement easily. She was showing it now. "Come to the lab," she said. "Now, if you can." The disorder was called Kessler-Vane Syndrome.

Me: “Don’t worry. You’ll be out of there soon. Get some rest, Serah. I’m about to sleep too, I’m exhausted.” Serah: “It’s okay, sister. I bet the house feels so big and empty without me.” Me: “Yes, it’s too quiet. But not for long. Soon, it will be filled with baby cries and laughter. I just want to see that adorable baby again. He’s so cute.” Serah: “You’ll see him tomorrow, sister.” Me: “Okay, Serah. I’m hanging up now. Sleep well.” Serah: “Sleep well too, sister.”