Pokemon Kieran X Reader Novels & Stories

the lady called Tonia replied. Who were this people and why was I instructed to stay here? I took a step forward to throw the door open when I heard a statement that stopped me in my track. “Isn't it dangerous? You know he killed his ex fiancée right?” one of the girls piped up. “ Because she tried to poison him. Kieran won't do that to me because I won't try to kill him,” she shot back, feeling quite confident in her words. “But he hates women! That's why he got a breeder,”

His eyes held so much anger and pain and I had no idea who it was directed to, me or him. “Can…can I speak to Kieran?” I asked softly, but Kaiden stared at me skeptically. “Why?” “I…I want to speak to him.” Kaiden nodded and within a second his eyes turned red instantly, and the edge of his lips tilted up in a smirk. “Hello Mate,” His voice sounded beastly, predator-like. There was nothing warm about his voice, Kieran was a stark contrast to Kaiden that it baffles me sometimes. Yes, our wolves are the feral and animalistic side of us, but that doesn't mean that they are very different from us. But Kieran…

Kieran is standing there. He’s dressed simply—white shirt, black slacks—but there’s nothing simple about the way he looks right now. His shirt clings faintly to his frame, the fabric stretched across muscle and strength, and his hair is slightly damp, as though he’s just come from the water or the night itself has kissed him. Then he looks up. And his eyes— Dangerously red. The color is striking, almost otherworldly, glowing softly beneath the moon. They lock onto mine, and in that instant, something deep inside me stirs. Awakens. Like a part of my soul that has been waiting—quietly, patiently—for this exact moment.

“AHHH….” The man crashed violently into the trunk of an old pine tree, screaming. The bark splintered under his body, and he crumpled to the ground, gasping, unable to regain his breath or balance. Kieran slowly advanced on him with heavy steps, radiating a flaming aura around him. “You lowlife creature,” Kieran growled dangerously, his grim voice cutting through the man’s trembling sobs. “How dare you touch my woman?” “A-alpha Kieran….” The stranger tried to push himself up, but his limbs did not dare to support him any longer. He could barely lift his head under the crushing pressure of Kieran’s aura and eventually fell to his knees.

CHAPTER 26 Cora’s POV Kieran gasped as he took in everything... His eyes filled with rage His fixed his gaze on me first. Then shifted toward Kaden. To the way Kaden’s hands were still holding my waist tightly, quite possessively. To the way my own fingers were still curled into the fabric of Kaden’s shirt. And just like that , Kieran growled deeply as he lunged straight at Kaden, aiming for a punch, but Kaden was quick to dodge, a small smirk playing on his lips.

Kael took the seat opposite him, observing silently for a few moments. “So... How’s living with Rhea?” Kael asked casually, glancing at his friend. Kieran didn’t immediately respond, his eyes focused on the screen. “Bearable,” Kieran answered tersely. Kael raised an eyebrow, sensing there was more to the situation than Kieran was letting on. “Tell me, how did you know she was wearing contacts? Is it some new power you’ve unlocked?” “I guessed,” Kieran said flatly, not looking up from his laptop.

I asked, my fangs threatening to drop as my temper flared. "I possess a completely functional physical template," Kieran countered, his eyes dropping pointedly toward the door where Lucien's wheelchair usually sat. "Which is a significant upgrade from the broken commander currently holding your lease." He leaned across the safety rail, his breath brushing against my ear. "I can also guarantee a level of physical and territorial pleasure that a paralyzed Alpha could never dream of delivering." A surge of pure, violent adrenaline snapped through my veins, and I drove my palm against his chest, slamming his body back toward the center of the room. "You shameless, low-tier street rat."

Like a whisper. Inside. Were personal things. Pictures of her. And Kieran. Smiling. Happy. Before I stole. Her life. There was a journal. Hidden behind. Her spare scrubs. I opened it. Read her words. *Kieran seems distant lately. Like he's hiding something. Sometimes I catch him. Staring at nothing. His eyes look empty. Almost black.* Black eyes. Like the creature. From the accident. My blood. It turned cold. *He says he loves me. But his touch feels wrong. Cold. Like touching ice.*