Nyx Ulric Romane & Geschichten

she warned, more like threatened. I was not shaken though, I only folded my hands across my chest, a smug grin dancing on my lips. "Speaking of assignments, I think I'm all good in that aspect. I have done what I was hired to do. Nyx Uren is a hybrid, a combination of an Alpha werewolf and a great Sorcerer. Nyx is a were-sorcerer and the weight of her powers or capabilities is still unknown. She must remain under close observation until all about her unique self is revealed"

Then with its mouth still shutted hard, a resonating voice with growls, if possible, began speaking inside him. ' I, ALEXANDER, ALPHA OF SILVER HELLENIC PACK AND KING OF MACEDONIAN KINGDOM, AM CONQUERING MOON ARGENTUM PACK OF ACHAEMENID EMPIRE! WHOEVER WISH TO HAVE THEIR HEAD SEPARATED IS WELCOME TO STEP FORWARD AND TRY THEIR AUDACITY ! '

The floors were a black marble tiles and the walls were painted fully white with golden spiral stairs leading to the floor above us. Multiple paintings of werewolves hung on the wall and the scent of Jasmine and lavender filled my nostrils. I noticed they were coming from the scented candles in certain parts of the room. I found Lycan sitting on one of his black leather sofas, a glass mug in his hand, his eyes fixed to the laptop on the glass table in front of him. The voice coming from the laptop made me realise he was having a video conference.

Although I had expected as much, it did not decrease my urge of finding them. “They are very powerful and I guess that the leaders of other cities are behind them, so, you better not even think about going against them!” Marcus said. “That is not any of your concern! But since you are already exposed to the modified ultra-violent lights, I guess that you might make a good test subject!” I said, thinking that it was probably the breakthrough that Liam and his team needed. “What do you want to do?” he asked and I could discern panic in his voice.

Salax growled, hating that Nyxie had gotten hurt. "After Kali got through with him, Nia said we could have him. Thanks to a secret Crystalis kept from us, he’s technically our eldest, older than Len. Immortal. So, he's being tortured right now." Eli looked at Salax. "You're trying hard to get over her but you just can't, can you?"

– He growls at me, I can see the Alpha in him surfacing. I receive a mind link from the doctor “Alpha, we need you right away” “Fuck” – I say sprinting down the hallway towards my bedroom where I see Olivia passed out on a bed. “What happened?” – I look around asking with my alpha voice “We don’t know, she fainted” – the doctor replied “Well, bring her back” – I say looking at him while I take her hand on mine. “DO SOMETHING” – I shout

His armored feet touched the white sand of the mountain ridge without making a single sound. He was tall. Regal. Dressed in flawless black armor streaked with veins of pulsing crimson energy. His original silver hair had long since darkened into an ink-black color, but his deep eyes still held the faint, terrifying traces of the noble Alpha he had once been a thousand years ago. *Nyxar.* The dark god had finally, completely stepped out of the Eclipse Gate. He walked slowly into the shattered entrance of the temple, his crimson gaze locking directly onto Killian. Then, his eyes shifted to scan Seraphina. Finally... his terrifying gaze settled completely on young Aiden.

"I bought your contracts. I own your battalion now." Nyx’s golden eyes narrowed. She let out a deep, rumbling growl, kicking her heavy kinetic hammer aside. "You don't own a Kroltan until you break a Kroltan," Nyx sneered, rolling her massive, armored shoulders. "No blasters. No blades. No magic. Just bone and sand." "Deal," Sebastian replied smoothly, his hands resting loosely at his sides. Nyx didn't hesitate. She exploded forward with terrifying, explosive speed for a creature her size. She closed the distance in a fraction of a second, throwing a devastating, wide right hook aimed directly at Sebastian’s head. A blow that could shatter a boulder.

“I offer you the chance to choose her lycan. There is one who waits—the spirit of the first female lycan, a warrior of fire and stars. She is old, wise, powerful, and has waited eons to be reborn.” A form began to emerge from the light—sleek, dark brown with white tipped feet and tail like Aries lycan but her fur shimmered with tiny specks of light like a night sky, and her eyes burned bright blue and violet. Her presence was overwhelming—ancient and powerful. Aurora stepped forward, entranced. “She’s… beautiful.” “She is called Nyra,” the goddess said. “And she will serve your daughter well.” Aurora’s voice broke as she nodded, “Then I choose her.”

Allison almost begged her friend who widened her eyes. “No.. Don't say. Ali, nobody takes his name openly. He is the Dark walker. He is the most powerful man on this earth and can create the bloodbath in seconds around you by his bare hands only.” Nora voiced out, recalling the words once her father said to her. “Who?” Allison dared to ask. She was not ready to lose her family by that damn man’s hands. Nora stared at her and uttered silently. “LYCEON, the dark walker, the last original Lycan blood from the deadly kingdom in the whole world.”