Novel & Cerita Ratu Orion

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

"Gracie, I knew you were amazing. That's our son! He's the perfect hybrid! Quick, let me hold him! If we work together, with the Bloodspring, we'll be invincible!" I looked at him coldly and took a step back, moving away from his filthy hands. Orion, in my arms, seemed to sense the repulsive aura. He wrinkled his nose in disgust and buried his face in my shoulder. "You've got two things wrong, Justin." My voice was ice. "First, his name is Orion. He is the future king of the Moonlit Alliance. He has nothing to do with you." "And second, what makes you think you have the right to touch him?"

I crawled into the plush bed, the softness of the blankets enveloping me like a warm embrace. Obsidian eyes filtered into my mind and my heart clenched. How was Orion? Was he okay? Did he miss…me? Closing my eyes, I let the darkness swallow me whole, drifting into a restless sleep haunted by dreams of crazy celestials, obsidian and azure-eyed gods. |ORION| Standing before the Council of my realm, Lotar was positioned a short distance away from me on the platform. They supported my rule, as if they had no other choice. They were a group of gods and celestial creatures.

Orion locked his hand with Daughtry's, and I would be lying if I didn't say I wasn't turned on watching his presence dominate another Alpha. "Nice to finally meet you in person, Orion." Daughtry nodded before dropping his hand to his side. "This is Matt; he is my Gamma, and that is his mate, Pru." Orion gestured to Matt and Pru as they stepped around the vehicle. "This here is Iris. She's a pack warrior." "And pretty much his personal assistant." Iris snorted as she slammed her door shut.

Orion said if his jaw clenched any tighter he probably would break it. “All I know is the person who is spying on you for my father is currently on The North Star. They were also on Ariadne’s Crown and Andromeda. That's all I know. I don't think there's any harm or foul play in the works, just spying and reporting back.” Patrick said, trying to show respect but also preparing himself to go rounds with Orion if he went to attack him. Orion could feel his body shaking even if it wasn't visible. He took a deep breath, he wanted to trust patrick. He seemed true to his word. The passion when he talked about his fathers company and wanting to right wrongs seemed real.

I saw the way she watched the wolf. Her own wolf was drawn to him, her twin’s aura surged as she watched my youngest son’s wolf take its first form. The small smirk she wore had my blood run cold, she waved off my worries with an eye roll. Tartarus was a huge black wolf with a gold crescent moon on his forehead and gold eyes. Orion thought I was worrying too much that he was born to rule that army for his brother. Orion touches my hand pulling me from my inner thoughts of our son and his wolf. He has a slight frown on his face, so I offer him a small smile.

“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.”

In a world that had just taught him loyalty was an illusion, trusting someone who embodied the very rules of the clan felt like suicide. Orion understood. He turned from the table and walked toward the narrow window overlooking the frozen valley. Across the shimmering expanse of the lake, the Silent Moon Pavilion stood alone, Rayden’s gilded prison. “Loyal to the council,” Orion murmured, almost to himself, “Or to the principles she believes the council represents? Those are not the same thing.”

I blush and admit, “I don't know what it could mean, but I have never been aroused, not until I saw Viktor with you and your gaping hole dripping and glistening with your mingled fluids.” “Oh, fair Juliette! Let us rest and we will ponder this at a later date. It is late and I feel like we need to get you home before we find answers,” Orion says, pulling me into his warm, strong arms. If he is an Omega bear, his brothers must be enormous! I come up to his nipples. Orion pulls pants on and Viktor does as well and we settle into the enormous bed to sleep. When I awaken, we are already on the road with Orion driving a big, old pick-up truck.

Orion ordered, nodding to the other side of the woods. "Yes, Alpha," he quickly sprang into action, barking out orders to the soldiers. Orion turned away from the scene and started towards the village with the human girl in his arms; looking down at her, he narrowed his eyes when he noticed the red fingerprints stark against the caramel skin of her neck and sighed. He hadn't realised he was holding her too tight until she began to lose consciousness. He knew humans were fragile and dispensable, but this was his mate. He failed to understand how a filthy little human could be his mate, could make him lose control of his beast.