Overwatch Amelie Novels & Stories

The guy stood still without speaking, he probably mind linked someone but that couldn’t been Cristine because she was a witch according to beta Harry. A nice friendly young girl around sixteen with red hair came and greeted us. She was tall, slim with long legs and she could have been a model. She seemed carefree with confidence as she was walking towards us. Her eyes went straight to Beta Harry checking him out but he continued to look serious. I was wondering if she was sixteen yet with a wolf or maybe a witch. ‘’I am Amelie, I am here to take you to Cristine. You must be Cristine’s niece, you look a lot like her except of some details’’ she said that time looking at me and genuine smiling

Amelie fell onto her stomach, breathing heavily as Alex stepped on her back. "Arrgh!" Amelie still tried, but Alex was too strong. "Ouchh!" Alex flipped Amelie onto her back. She squatted down, her smile widening. Her eyes were red and her right hand was ready to claw at Amelie's chest. "I don't need your pendant, but I will eliminate you," Alex said with one hand already on Amelie's chest. Amelie immediately widened her eyes and "Ouchh!"

I mean, so not prepared for what walked out the elevator door. Amelie was wearing a sequin Rangers jersey that looked like a mini dress, knee-high white boots, and a red cropped bomber jacket. She had her hair up in a high ponytail, and I swear my eyes bulged out of their sockets. Both Dutton and Dante looked up to see what I was looking at. “Wow,” Dutton said. “Fuck, that’s hot,” Dante exclaimed. “Hey, that’s my sister you’re talking about,” Zander replied.

I know she will find a way to get back at me, but I have a feeling I’m going to love my punishment. I can see she’s fighting it. Her eyes are flashing yellow as Inari is trying to follow her Alpha and mate’s demands. Amelie doesn’t want to give in and wants to keep her game going. She loses to Inari, and her top comes off. She slides off the counter and slips off her jeans. She’s standing in front of me in a black lace bra and matching thong. Damn, I’m lucky. I use my aura again “Turn around and bend over the counter.” She glares at me.

Mel had fainted. Amelia rushed to her friend, “Mel!, Mel!... Someone help me! Mel!!!” she screamed rushing down to the kitchen returning with a glass of cold water, she did the first thing she thought of and splashed the glass of water on Mel’s face and Mel jerked up awake. “Please don’t do that to me again, we will find a way, you will not marry Xavier, I will help you” Amelia said holding unto her friend, tears she had tried to hold finally pouring down her eyes, she lifted Mel and hugged her tightly

As she was working on the computer, the door opened and several warriors walked in including Soko and alpha Dyelon. Charms stared intently at the laptop and her eyes begin to dance and started to mirror whatever was on her laptop, they looked just like a computer screen. “Why are they wasting time here? Are they really going to trust this little girl's word? How old is she six and she’s blind for goddess sake.” Ameliah sneered at Dyelon. “I know this lady isn’t talking about my youngin like her mother isn’t standing right here and wouldn't put a bullet in this her fucking head.” Lucky said, as a tiny gun popped out of her bangle bracelet. “DAMN IT I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN SHE WAS JUST LIKE THE LU

I look up to see a familiar figure approaching. Amelie. She works in the palace kitchens, a she-wolf with honey-colored hair and warm brown eyes who's been finding excuses to cross my path for the past few weeks. She's pretty in an uncomplicated way, the kind of woman who smiles easily and doesn't carry the weight of royal expectations on her shoulders. The kind of woman who might actually want me back. "Dominic," she says, offering a shy smile that does nothing to ease the tension in my chest. "I heard you're leading a mission tomorrow."

It was an area away from the other Omegas, and for this, Amelia was extremely grateful for the last thing she needed was for them all to see just how useless she was when it came to fighting. “Good morning, Amelia,” said Chloe, excitement dripping from her lips. “We’re going to have so much fun today.” Chloe’s smile was contagious and Amelia couldn’t help but smile back at her. “Are you okay?” asked Chloe on closer inspection. “It looks as if you’ve been crying.”

_THEM_ Nico had watched her leave. From the shadows of the upper landing, back pressed to the cool iron of the balustrade, he saw Amelie slip out through the service door, wrapped in nothing but the oversized black hoodie she always stole from Matteo. No guards. No noise. Just her and the silence. He hadn’t stopped her. After she had walked past him, he went there to be sure of where she was going. Who she was going to.