Rhaenyra And Daemon Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

As they approached the port, Raenerys couldn't help but think of what she had seen before they left the north. Acheron is talking to Sera. She couldn't quite figure out how the two had the chance to talk because she was sure it wasn't the first time. What makes Acheron communicate with Sera? Because of that question, she couldn't stop glancing at Sera, who was now excited to land her feet on the sand of the Eastern Region. But even so, she could feel the sharp look in Raenerys' glance at her. Even if she wanted to pay attention, she didn't do it because it might only make her angry. She can't afford to be killed by Raenerys here; even if she wants to submit her own life if Raenerys wants it

He demanded. The King taken aback simply and firmly said "I suggest you watch your tone Alpha." Letting his aura slip out just enough to show the Alpha who he was speaking to then continued. "As I was saying she is not a rogue. She is my daughter. You can unmask yourself now, Arya." "I’m sorry My King." Alpha josh said and collected himself a little more before he continued. "What are you talking about? Unmask herself?"

Kael joined in on the mindlink. Dante's grip on Rhea’s wrist tightened a little, his gaze darkening. “Are we really taking her with us?” Kael asked. “She looked like a spoiled brat,” he added. “That won't be happening,” Dante finally replied. His eyes dropped down to look at the girl walking beside him as if she had no will of her own. Dante was almost certain that if he let go of her hand right then and there, Rhea wouldn't move an inch. Lifting his gaze, he added, “I have my luna right here.”

she said triumphantly. Tears burned Rayna’s cheeks, her chest tight. "You … you cannot be with her, Darius. "Come back, don’t leave!" Rayna fell, collapsing, feeling blood run between her legs. Darius stared at her, full of Alpha anger, yet his hand stayed in place. He simply observed, as if testing Rayna’s limits. Rayna slipped, trying to chase Darius and Laura again, but her body was weak, her head pounding. She fell to the floor, blood flowing from her temple. Yet amid the darkness, her determination remained.

“Discipline your bride, Rhaedros!” I bristled. “Bride? Just so you know, my name is Kaela and how dare you say that I need to be disciplined? I wasn’t the one calling other people names, you rude, surly grandma! Besides, do I look like a misbehaving puppy to you?” Xerathia snorted derisively as she exclaimed at me, “You are insufferable, you ~” However, before she could bite me with her reply, Rhaedros did something that made everyone stop breathing. He ignored Xerathia entirely and took my hand, pulling me away.

The room smelled of strong wine. Just a few days ago, King Rykerr had sent gifts to him, heavy chests of gold, fine cloth, and rare wine. Along with them came words of thanks for giving the King such a rare gem. His daughter, Ayla. Alpha Dairo’s chest swelled with pride. “There is one more thing I didn’t tell you, Dalian,” he said, lowering his drink. His eyes shone with a secret. Beta Dalian leaned in, curious. “We have been invited to the Dominion Lunaris palace,” Alpha Dairo said, his voice calm and with meaning. “Ayla will be doing the mating ritual with the King. And if everything goes well… she will be crowned Queen of the Kingdom.”

The room fell still. Darryn stood tall beside me, his arm securely wrapped around my waist. "This," he said, voice rich with authority, “is Dahlia Wolfheart. The moon goddess has chosen her for me. She is my mate. And from this moment forward… she is my fiancée.” Gasps rippled through the ballroom like thunder rolling through the hills. Hera’s glass dropped from her hand, shattering against the floor. Her lips trembled. She began to move toward us, fury clouding her features, but before she could get close, Darryn stepped in front of me with a deadly glare.

Then she shifts, Leana standing and the glow starting in her hands again. “I am Leana Holstin, Guardian of the Realm, Alpha female, and mate to Prince Drake Cazien,” she says, her voice ringing out, her beautiful eyes back to green rimmed with gold. I want to cover her naked body, but the black blood of the vampire king is dripping from her mouth making my mate look deadly. “You have one chance to decide if you will serve my mate as your King. If not, you will die,” she says, her voice ringing out over the area that has gone silent.

“I offer you the chance to choose her lycan. There is one who waits—the spirit of the first female lycan, a warrior of fire and stars. She is old, wise, powerful, and has waited eons to be reborn.” A form began to emerge from the light—sleek, dark brown with white tipped feet and tail like Aries lycan but her fur shimmered with tiny specks of light like a night sky, and her eyes burned bright blue and violet. Her presence was overwhelming—ancient and powerful. Aurora stepped forward, entranced. “She’s… beautiful.” “She is called Nyra,” the goddess said. “And she will serve your daughter well.” Aurora’s voice broke as she nodded, “Then I choose her.”

He said in his deep voice. I shouldn't focus on him because Layla gave me weird looks every time she caught me watching him. "Please take my daughter as your mate. " I gasped and everyone brought their attention to me. Layla raised her brow but I kept my head low, not bothering to look at her. "Do you even know what you are saying! " Alpha Tyrion got up from his chair furiously and his fangs came out ready to attack him. "Yes, Alpha. I know that you took my daughter's innocence last night and even marked her. Who's going to accept her now? Worse, she might be pregnant by now. "