Remain Nameless Dramione Ao3 Novels & Stories

Sera’s POV We all fell silent at Ruby’s words and even the pups around strained their ears, waiting to hear Draco’s reply. I turned to Draco, whom Ruby had put on the spot, as if I were watching a spectacle. We were all waiting to see how he’d handle her. As we all watched, Draco crunched down before Ruby, looking her in the eye. He let out his all too familiar wide grin and finally gave a reply. “Yes, I am Sera’s mate. My name is Draco, the Alpha of the Silva Moon Pack. I am the father of your niece or nephew, which is going to come out any time from now.”

"You might be hungry." At the aroma, my stomach rumbled loudly. I took a big steaming spoon of porridge and swallowed it even before tasting or chewing. I was that hungry. I had not eaten in close to two days. "You are Anna Kylin, yes?" He asked. I stopped eating, suddenly embarrassed of my surname and family. I nodded slightly without looking at him. "I am Draco," He said. "Draco Thuram. I am the beta of this pack." I looked at him fearfully. So he was here under the command of that savage.

he admitted, a small grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. Jason's eyes lit up with curiosity. "Spill it, dude. Who's the lucky girl?" Damon hesitated for a moment, then decided to share. "Her name's Aqua. She's... different. There's just something about her." "Aqua? Seriously?" Jason raised an eyebrow. "What kind of name is that?" "It's unique, just like her," Damon replied, his tone defensive but playful. "She's mysterious, you know? And I can't stop thinking about her."

A possessive jealousy darkening my spirits even more. “Hmmm, let me check,” Elle says, opening her MacBook, her fingers sprawling across the keyboard in rapid pace. Not even a minute later, she looks up, before turning the screen in my direction. “Found him,” she says in the quiet room, as Damon and I hunch down to see the picture. “His name is Dillon, a warrior from Northern Lakes, who is mated.” “What’s his full name?” I ask, my eyes pitch black as Ares forces himself forward, begging for control.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

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He's not like that anymore. "But can't you see, Wraith?" His eyes shined with amusement. Lightning strikes at a tree a few meters away. "There is no Dionysus anymore. I told you my name is Kim Yeojoon, have I not? Now. Stand up and look at me." Wraith did. With nervous, fluttering eyes that halted into a steady gaze as he looked up, standing straight and dignified infront of Dionysus. To the god who claims himself by a human name. He who now stands in front of Kim Yeojoon.

It was really terrifying the first couple of times it happened but then the thought occurred to me that it was probably my mysterious pyrokinesis. "My name is Dei– Damon," he said hesitantly, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jacket and ducking his head. "Huh, well I can't say that it's nice to meet you Damon, you are a pain in my ass." Damon snorted. "Likewise." "My name is Taiti," I introduced myself. He nodded and we continued walking, 5 paces behind. Oh, he knew how to treat a girl like royalty but since I've got him talking might as well find out some useful information.

She was in pain, suffering from the inside out with the blood and parasites of a monster running through her veins, making her feel unclean and so exhausted, yet the moment he touched her with such a small gesture, her body came alive. “I will…soon…but is there anything else? Anything he let slip?” Damonq asked, preparing himself to go underground soon. “Yes…” Elina replied, her mouth staying agape as she remembered a very good detail that had escaped her all these while. “He talked about getting a girl…called Storm.” She said, biting her lips as she remembered that Jane had mentioned that the word Storm had been the first word she had said when she woke up from coma.

*Nameless POV* “This is not sparkling enough, you worthless piece of trash!” Beta Diana yells while her little princess giggles. A slap on my face, a kick on my ribs and a spat on my face, I block her words and continue scrubbing the corridor. There is a much more inferior position in the Ruber pack than that of an Omega. It’s reserved for those not worthy of anything. Yes, that’s me, the nameless girl. No rights, no roots, no identity, not even worthy of a name. No one knows where I came from, if they do, they don’t talk about it.