Raphtalia Shield Hero Novels & Stories

He looked at the miners he had worked beside, the soldiers he had led, and the sister he had saved. "For fifteen years, I was a prisoner of the dark," Kaelen’s voice was clear, carrying across the plaza without the need for magic. "I was told that the North was a memory. I was told that my sister was a myth. But the Shield did not break. It was simply waiting for a hand strong enough to hold it." He raised his hand, and a barrier of pure, translucent violet energy shimmered over the entire plaza. It wasn't an attack; it was a canopy of protection.

"And me? What is my role in this?" "You are the shield, Alpha," Kaelith said, pointing to the bridge of ice that led to the altar. "The Shadow Alpha’s avatar will try to manifest the moment the light breaks. You must hold the bridge. If a single shadow touches the water while the ritual is active, the feedback will kill them all."

He doesn’t like that answer. But he accepts it. Later, alone in my chambers, my hands shake. I grip the edge of the table until the tremor passes. Tyla watches me from the doorway, saying nothing. She’s learned when silence is support. “I don’t know who I am if I’m not the shield,” I say finally. She steps closer. “You’re still the shield.” “Then why does it feel like I’m letting things through?” “Because shields don’t stop weather,” she replies gently. “They stop blades.”

Shield wall The warriors surrounding us took up the refrain, slamming their weapons on their shields, the noise getting louder and louder until I could hardly hear myself think. Shield wall. Sheathing my distorted blade, I rested my hands on the railing, watching as lightning crackled between Melisande’s outstretched palms. “Hlin, Freyja “I mumbled. “Protect us.” Magic poured through me, spilling out of my fingertips and onto the wall, spreading left and right with startling speed until it surrounded the stronghold with brilliant light. It’s not too late, Andronika, Alpha Maximus cried.No one needs to die today. All it takes is you deciding to change your fate.

I cleared my throat loud enough to gain their attention. Stephen turned to me with a confused look. "Are you okay?" Stephen asked. "Uh, yes of course, just a word with you and Alley real quick please?" I asked quietly. Alley walked towards me with a tight smile. "Tye is looking for you, is everyone alright?" Alley asked, looking me over. "I am fine but I do need a favor if you both don't mind." I replied. "Not at all, what is it that you need?" Stephen asked. "I need you to put your shield around Tye please." I asked firmly. Shock came across both their faces. "Pythia what is happening?" Tye asked from behind me. "Lillith came up to me and showed me videos of Storm and Damien watching every

"That's what I developed for the wraiths. Shields that could differentiate between our team passing through and attacks coming in." "That's incredible." He circles the shield, studying it from all angles. "Can you make it larger?" "Yes. Watch." I expand the shield, let it grow until it encompasses both of us. Inside the translucent barrier, it's just us, cut off from the world. Garrett looks around, then at me. "This is what you used to protect everyone." "This is what I used to protect you." The correction is soft. "When you were injured. When the wraiths were tearing into your mind."

I let out a small yelp, only to be greeted by a muffled shush. A woman dressed up in a large black cloak had my wrist. She tugged me in a different direction to the kitchens. When I opened my mouth to say so, she had wrenched open a storage cupboard and dragged me inside. I struggled against her grasp, but she was miles stronger than I was. Just when I was about to start screaming for help, the woman pulled off her hood to reveal... "Adeia!" I exclaimed, letting out a sigh of relief, "Phew, it's you."

The beta stepped forward but I shook my head. “You meet him?” “We talked. Asked me to protect you.” “I can protect myself.” I sauntered towards the dead body and saw his ripped throat and a big slash on his chest. “What happened to him?” “Woman. This is not the right time to pry.” Shaking my head, I stubbornly said, “I belong to this pack now. You can tell me anything. I want to help.” “A guard first notice—” “Alpha Raphael,” the beta reminded. “Do not involve her. The alpha king made sure to—”

The other rogues howled. "What are they doing, Rylan?" Maya cried, tears streaming down her face. Her distress distracted me as I tried to focus on the rogues. How in the Moon Goddess's name will Shadow Brook Wolves accept her? She was already falling apart at the sight of a gun. "Get them!" the leader barked. "Rylan!" Maya screamed. "Enough!" I snapped, allowing Ryker to take control. The rogues froze, their leader struggling as his hand hung midair.

“I understand. And what other powers are there?” “Well, there are the healers, the empaths, the psychics, the ones that make people hallucinate, and the shields. Those are really rare.” I frown and say, “What do shields do? and why are they rare?” “They are rare because the gift is rare. Those who possess it can protect anyone and prevent them from attacking them with magic. In the guard, of 250 members, only 2 are shields.” We are at the climax of our conversation when I feel someone next to me say, “I see your point, Parker. Now, can you leave me alone with Alice?”