Remus And Sirius Novels & Stories

"Yeah. Super clingy. You loved him." I continued: "One day he got spooked and bit me. Getting those rabies shots hurt like hell. Later, when I saw him again, he came running up to me all purrs and meows. You told me back then—if an animal can't be tamed, stop feeding it." Maybe he thought I was talking about him. His face tightened with discomfort. "I still remember how much it hurt. But if you asked me now if I hate him? I don't. He's just an animal. What's the point of holding a grudge against an animal?"

I delicately lifted my paw as if to shake Drew’s hand, ‘Oh my you are one well-trained boy’ He shook my pay enthusiastically and Jack hid a smile, ‘He’s awful big Sir, is he one of those dang hybrids my parents have been telling me about’ Drew was rubbing my ears as he spoke and Jack deliberately spoke loud enough for those around to hear, ‘Hybrid’s? Well I guess you could call him that. Sirius is a Wolf-Dog bred purely for Military purposes. He is stronger, faster and much more intelligent than any German Shepherd.’

Misty demanded. I felt my heart sing in the realization that she was on our side after all of this. However, I noticed her hissing in agony. Her dark skin was starting to tinge a deep rust color, indicating intensifying burns from the sun. "Misty, you have to–" I tried, but Remus snarled out in protest, struggling against her. "Traitor. You will be fed to The Vicious to celebrate the new world order," Remus snapped, jolting and jerking to try and get away from her.

“Calm down, Romeo. Portia is Celeste’s sister and is therefore Doc’s sister. He will lay down his life and will protect her from anything. Including you. And although he’s sweet, adorable and playful, he was a navy medic embedded with the Marines. He’ll fuck you up, and then patch you up.” “Isn’t he gay?” Ian asked. “Bi,” Sirius answered. “Not helping,” Cody growled.

She would not give them anything. And then she saw him. Remus was standing on the other side of the corridor, head above the pack behind him, shoulders straining the black material of his fitted shirt. He was the very image of Alpha: strength, fury, and a heart-stoppingly cruel, brutally beautiful face that even now, after everything, sent a perilous spurt of heat straight to her core. His stormy blue eyes raked over the sea of delegates and fastened on her. The buzz of the background receded into the abyss of his anger.

Remus howls one last time, but now it is a long and mournful howl, a signal that werewolves use to release all their pain for their deceased mate and start a new life with their new companion, their moon. After that last howl, he takes the path to the mansion. Rita watches proudly from the rooftop, she knew, she knew that Remus would come for his mate. Now that Remus has officially announced his new mate, Ragnar has no choice but to claim and mark Katrina. A soft jump is all Remus needs to climb onto Katrina's balcony. Luckily, the door is open, and she is in her bed, deeply asleep under the beautiful moonlight. His eyes shine as he watches her and slowly circles her bed.

“Lay on the bed and let’s send your soul on this dangerous journey.” Arram smiled and walked to the bed. He had a last glance at Desdemona's face and lay on the bed, facing up. Martius moved closer to the bed. “Are you ready?” He asked. Arram nodded. “Yes.” “Close your eyes.” Martius instructed. Without letting Martius notice, Arram held Desdemona's hand tightly and he closed his eyes. “I will send your soul away now.” Martius informed. He raised his hands above his head and a flame appeared in each of his hands.

It was raining right now, Remus's white shirt was slightly wet on his back when he arrived at the cafe. "You got wet, Remus? Why don't you take a car?" Asked Sirius, an employee, and barista at the cafe. Sirius is the cousin of Remus, while Remus is the next Alpha of the pack. They are studying outside of the pack right now and Remus is enjoying his life, before being trapped inside the pack, doing his duty as an alpha. "No ... It's fun to ride the train! Cheap, the crowd...human!" replied Remus approaching Sirius after changing his wet shirt with a Cafe uniform. Black shirt with a name tag that reads "Green Cafe - Waiter."

So he just marked me with scent and put me in his hut until he would find his nerve. Imagine being so big and powerful, but being too nervous to claim a mate. Most would just mark them without any consideration, but Remus was a rare and genuine wolf. He had heart and conscience, and much respect for me. I will never find another Remus. We remained here, in our own little world, for a week. Remus was fading quickly, and despite his threats through the link I did not leave him. It wasn't in me. As badly as I hated to see the others die, he was the one that devastated me. He became colder, and his pain increased. I gathered every herb or salve I could scavenge, and blanket too. I laid against h

Too bad it wasn’t her. “Remus!” Zachary said. Remus flinched at the sound of his name. “Why did you flinch? You think I would execute a faithful friend and servant?! You didn’t do anything, did you?” Remus shook his head quietly. He’s just as nervous as the rest of us. “Alright then. Get up and stand behind Roger.” Remus got up quietly and quickly moved to stand behind Roger. I could see that his expression was grave as this situation continued to progress.