Rodimus Prime Mtmte Novels & Stories

"Interesting. I think that maybe it isn't because Jeremiah is a Super Alpha but because you kids are just more superior so you claim your mates just as much as they claim you, if that makes sense. It is more equal in a way. I will be making good notes so that this can be investigated over the next few generations. I wonder if we could look at Dominic and Michaels bond now, then, too? Hmmm. Anyways, pale purple is a very good colour and perfect for the Gamma of our pack. I think when you were younger and it was thought you would fit the Gamma role it was a perfect choice. A lot of clerics have dark purple bonds so it is almost like a white and purple bond mixed together. I imagine your kids a

Beyond the weapons racks, elevated on a central pedestal surrounded by glowing blue fiber-optic conduits, sat a sleek, egg-shaped pod made of brushed titanium and dark reinforced glass. SOMATIC POD ZERO. A quiet, magnetic pull resonated deep in my chest, my LUS system humming in direct harmonic resonance with the pod's idle telemetry. [PRIMARY OBJECTIVE RECOGNIZED: SOMATIC POD ZERO.] [DIAGNOSTIC / NEURAL REPAIR ARRAY READY FOR INTERFACE.] I stepped up onto the pedestal, resting my hand against the cool, smooth glass of the pod door. The glass instantly lit up with golden LUS runes, reflecting in my pupils.

“Monroe buried the primary access behind multiple biometric failsafes—linked to him and you.” Aurora’s gaze flicked between Damien and Prime. “So either you override the system…” “Or he does,” Damien finished grimly. The pod hissed again, the fluid beginning to drain. Prime’s form rose, unbothered by gravity, landing barefoot on the steel platform. Naked, expressionless, and terrifyingly calm. Prime stepped forward, movements fluid but mechanical, like a man who hadn’t yet remembered how to be human. Damien stepped between him and the others.

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As he came up to us, I got a closer look at him. He had tanned skin that radiated under the sun and he moved so gracefully like royalty. His eyes were deep amber and he had a perfect body. I sighed, what was worse than having three hot men as mates? He stopped right in front of me and took my hand. I felt sparks inside of me as I made contact with him. My stomach suddenly developed butterflies as I felt a tinge of sensation as his hands held mine. "Hey baby, I am Damon, Alpha of Midnight Pack", he said while searching my face. Shit…another alpha. "Mia", I muttered. He nodded his head and looked towards my other mate, "I guess we are all sharing one mate". They laughed.

“You’ll do what I say. Do you have any idea who this Alpha is? He’s rich. He’s powerful. He’ll make you live in palaces and give you anything you want.” I sank back onto the bed, curling up as tears ran down my face. Because I knew the truth. That Alpha didn’t want a Luna. He only wanted a mistress. He would break me, humiliate me, use me until nothing was left. His name was Marcus. Alpha of the Golden Sun Pack. The strongest. The cruelest. Why was Ria like this? Why was her heart made of stone? If I refused, I would be homeless, abandoned. If I agreed, I would lose the chance to meet my true mate.

All I heard now are the teachers having their classes inside the classrooms. “Well I can hear Sir Ross' voice and he’s starting the class now. We are already late,” He answered and he helped me stand up. I touched my head again because it is still aching a bit but I am fine. The voices were gone and I hope the voices never come back.

He blinked and rubbed his nose looking like he was going to sneeze. “My god, that is potent.” He coughed a bit and Sybil put it in his hand. He took the dark purple nearly black salt stick. “Good, keep that with you. The antidote needs more time to cure. Once it is ready bring me a full syringe that I left on the table. He’ll need it.” Sybil reached for the door and opened it. Daral stayed out in the hall and looked down at the salt stick. Wow, that stung to smell but it did clear his head. He let Sybil go in alone. He already felt his head wanting to cloud with Aries state of mind. Aries was the reason they could talk mind to mind. Primes were direct links to their kinds abilities and magic