Romans & histoires Orion Myth

She wondered, if fate plays with him, what would he choose? She shrugs the thoughts off and approaches him. She held him in the shoulder. Andrius smiled at her and motioned her closer to his telescope. "Orion," he said from behind him. "The myth says, he fell in love with the seven sisters Pleiades." Andrius moved the telescope in different directions. Anya followed it and watched. Andrius seemed knowledgeable about constellations. He says a lot that she doesn't know. As he spoke behind her, his breath hit her full ear. And sometimes he deliberately hit it on her neck.

But it wasn’t a prophecy about me, but about Orion. He had lost his inner voice, his wolf. Orion was mated to me, which is like a union or partnership between Luna and Alpha. A new beginning, because we will take the pack over and have control as their leader. And awakening, because his wolf was finally back. ‘Or reckoning, because Orion will make Jordan pay for his crimes.’ Ember growled inside my mind. ‘So, should I trust the Moon Goddess? Her plans so far have always worked, but I can’t let my family suffer.’

I fight with all that I am to get away from Tobias. I see Adrian backing away, the Firsts standing, eyes wide, and Freddy holding Orrin down. I stop struggling against Tobias when I see Orrin’s body shaking, his eyes rolling. What the fuck is happening? “Blood from your lip,” Mythius states as if reading my mind. “It must have dripped onto your mate’s lips.” “What?” What the fuck is this idiot talking about?! Mythius simply smirks while Onyx narrows his eyes at me. I hate that bastard, even if his son is Orrin’s friend. Onyx and Mythius once tried to destroy this city.

Orion, his determination unwavering, swiftly shifted into his wolf form and scooped me up effortlessly in his strong jaws. Feeling like I was dragging him down, I urged Orion to ditch me, pleading, "Orion, save yourself, okay?" The weight of my words hung heavy in the air. Orion growled in displeasure but pressed on, carrying me through the dense woods. Suddenly, a figure descended from above, launching a drop kick at Orion. In a swift move, he dropped me to the ground and turned to defend himself. With remarkable agility, Orion countered the attacker, grappling and slamming the figure to the forest floor.

The war had just begun, and with the Kronuvitch in hand, they had the upper hand. *** Rey kept up as best she could during the trek through the northern woods, adrenaline dragging her limp legs forward. Lycan warriors moved like a storm around her, different weapons gleaming in their hold, each blade coated with poison. But fear crawled under her skin like ice. What if they were too late? What if the hunters had hurt Orion? What if all she found was— No. She snapped her jaw shut, shoving those thoughts aside before they took root. Orion wasn’t someone who fell. He was a relentless, stubborn bastard who refused to be brought down by anything, not by fate or by enemies and certainly not by an

“At least let your horns grow before you take this step. Sage Winters may be an outsider, but she is right. You are no match for me.” “I want your throne, Lord Saturn. I have taken a lot of souls to be here, nothing will stop me from my desire.” Orion declared. Saturn stepped into the the Arena. “You have already lost. Desire is not enough.” The creature named Orion charged at Saturn but before he could reach the Lord of of Tartarus, he halted in pain and began to clutch at his neck frantically as if something was choking him. “Foolish cur,” Saturn grumbled in a bored deadly tone. “You have forgotten that the very air you breath is by my grace.”

“Come here.” He sat back on the seat. I settled between his legs, my back against his chest, his arms around my waist. The bike beneath us still warm from the ride. He pointed up. I followed his finger. “Orion.” The constellation tattooed on his shoulder. Three stars in a belt. The hunter in the sky. I’d traced it with my fingers so many times I could draw it blind. “Tell me the story again.” His chin on my shoulder. His breath warm against my ear. “Orion was a hunter who loved so hard the gods put him in the sky so he’d never be alone.”

Elder Orion pushed on further. “I've found my mate.” Adrian said. “That's good news.” Elder Orion said, his face brightened up. “Who is your mate?” He asked. Adrian sat there in silence, his eyes locked with Elder Orion's as he remained silent hoping to communicate “who” with his eyes. “Arielle?” Elder Orion asked. “Yes. I think this is a mistake. The moon goddess must be mistaken.” Adrian said. Elder Orion was quiet for a moment. I guess he was taking in the news. “The moon goddess cannot be mistaken. If she is your mate then you need to marry her and present her as your Luna before the rest of the pack.” Elder Orion said.

There was only one word. 【...Orion.】