Older Steven Universe Novels & Stories

He then walked out. Moments later, Steven walked in. wearing only his pyjama pants nothing on top. He must have been sleeping when I mind linked him. but he didn’t sound like he was when we spoke. He yawned and asked. “Where is the trash, alpha?” “Jayson already took it out; sorry I forgot to tell you.” he nodded turning to leave. “Any updates on the Undead?” he stopped in his tracks. “No, it’s been quiet, no action from the rogues.” I sighed relieved. He knew the rogues were not the only one I was worried about.

Unfortunately now, I had to be above the law, especially since every action I took was going to be watched closely as long as I represented the Trivisonnos, which, unfortunately, would be for the rest of my godforsaken life. "You shouldn't be out today, you're walking like an old hag that lost her cane," Steven said, perusing me with a keen eye. Steven was ten years older than me and as much as I hated to admit it, he reminded me of a kinder version of my older brother. He was the older brother that I wished I had. "Truth and justice never sleep," I said with a singsong voice, giving him a rueful smile. "There is some debate at the precinct on whether or not you're on the side of truth and j

he said with a glare, daring any of them to try and kick him out. "You are Steven mate, aren't you?" Jordon asked, recognizing his name. He smiled, patting the guy on his shoulder when he stared at him wide-eyed. "Steve is a friend. There are no judgments here, Chris, we know a lot of mixed blood who have found a mate in the authority" he said.

“Alpha Steven comes to mind as someone who might be an ally. Do you have an opinion on that?” Elder Johan nodded. “Alpha Steven would be a good ally. Speak to him.” “Why don’t you take everyone back to the Alpha House,” I suggested to my brothers. “I will call Alpha Steven.” +++++++++++++++++ I slipped into Alessia’s office to make the call. The last time I had spoken to Steven was when he called to express condolences for the loss of our twins. He was kind and compassionate, despite being angry with us for abandoning our pack to search for our father’s killer. He had also faced discourse within his old pack by those who didn’t want to give up the old ways and the old classes of wolve

"What do you mean?" Steven smiled mockingly, "Come on, you know what I mean." "I don't like complexes. Tell me exactly what you mean!" Andrew retorted. Steven's smile faded, "I serve a Royal War General Ans De Lou. As for you, you serve a man who is only a War Advisor. Huh, your position is declining?" A mocking laugh rolled out of Steven's mouth. Andrew Reece only stared coldly, but still waited for his classmate's laughter to subside.

My next selection is much more unexpected to everyone and gets dad’s strongest objection, but I won’t budge. “Terrence will be my Gamma.” “Terrence who?” “Terrence who manages our stables.” “The servant?” Dad is perplexed. “Yes, that Terrence. He is my Gamma,”I say calmly. “You are choosing a servant out of all the esteemed men and warriors we have?” “Yes.”

Steven sighed as he lowered himself to the boy’s gaze. “Now, Rick. You know how important you are to me, don't you?” Steven asked. Rick shrugged but Steven refused to let him out of his grasp till Rick said “Yeah.” “Well, Uncle Stevie has just had a lot of things happening to him at the same time. I'm almost done wrapping those things up and then we can go to the Planetarium as many times as you want, okay?” “Really truly?” Rick asked, a huge smile forming on his face.