Seal Team Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Perhaps you’d be sober by tomorrow morning, and I'll have you making love to me and confessing me to be your one true Luna.” She shut the door even before I could crush her awful imagination once more. Of course, it was awful because I had driven Selene out, and for five years, she had kept to her words to never return. For five years, my infatuation over Gia, the fierce wolf, had washed away leaving me at my knees, begging and yearning for traces of Selene. You heard right. I want her back. The day broke so early and I had a meeting with the members of the council in less than three hours. I quickly got up, cleaned up, and had my breakfast before meeting with the very wise and aged lycans

The Alpha title consumed him; he’d slaughter his own blood to wear it. Selene’s tears flowed freely, her body trembling. “Zarek… I love you. Whatever happens, remember that.” Her voice was soft but steady, drawing strength from their bond. Inside, turmoil raged—fear for their child, anguish for Zarek, rage at Maximus’s betrayal. The gun’s barrel stared at her like a void, but she refused to beg further, holding her head high. Leila, beside her, reached out as far as her restraints allowed, their fingers brushing in a fleeting touch of solidarity. “Selene… stay strong. We have to.”

"And what did it show you?" Aria met Kael’s gaze. "That our bond is the seal that keeps the world from shattering." For a long moment, none of them spoke. Then Kael stood, his presence radiating that quiet, controlled power that had made him an Alpha even when others doubted him. "Then we protect that seal with everything we have," he said. "Even if we bleed for it." --- Night fell like a blade. Under cover of darkness, the strike team moved out. Aria led the way with Kael at her side, Elric and Nyra close behind, and six of Haven's best warriors forming the rear. The old canyon yawned before them, cloaked in brambles and shadow.

She reached for the seal. "Wait," Sebastian grabbed her wrist. He looked at the vessel. He heard a faint... humming. Not mechanical. Biological. "If you open this, Harper... there is no going back." Harper looked at him. Then at her mother. Then at the scars on Sebastian’s face. "We came here to end it," she said. She placed her bloody hand on the seal. And broke the wax.

And my own voice whispered the words that shattered everything between us. “If you do this… You will lose me too.” Kael inhaled sharply in the present as though he heard the memory replay through the bond at the exact same moment I did. His entire expression collapsed. Because now we both remembered the truth. The seal had not only imprisoned me. It had destroyed us all. Another violent pulse exploded upward from the broken seal.The creature suddenly roared loud enough to fracture the collapsing world around us. And one of the kneeling figures finally lifted his head in terror before shouting the words that changed everything.

A warrior on Ronan's left, Kellan, one of the Alpha’s trusted defense rings, shifted his stance slightly. Lyra noticed it instantly. Not aggressive. Wrong. The emotional scent rolling off him didn’t match the room. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t readiness. It was a hidden relief. Lyra’s aura sensitivity caught it like a thread snagging on bone. Her gaze locked onto Kellan. He avoided her eyes. Ronan spoke sharply. “We go down. Now. The basin is the heart. We cut it out before the seal anchors permanently.” The team moved. They entered the descending corridor, torches flaring as the tunnel narrowed. The markings grew denser, the air thicker, vibrating faintly as if the seal itself hummed beneath t

He frowned and furrowed his brows. “Yes, she’s supposed to be your Luna soon.” It hurt her to say this, honestly, but that was the truth. It was. “Selena, can we just enjoy the moment? I don’t want to talk about this. You know very well I don’t want Cassie as much as I want you. You’re my mate, there is a mate bond between us. I know it doesn’t make sense and it’s forbidden because of our ranks in the pack. I know the councilmen will never agree to bless something like this, or even accept it. But Selena, you are my mate.”

A SEAL's life is pretty much kept private outside of everyone who was on the team. For these men to have known and gone after the daughters of the men who'd been part of a singular unit years ago meant that Khalil had an old debt to square. It could be that it had all been leading up to this, that all the other women who'd been snatched were part of this. And that was a lot of fucking women and girls. We knew from the book we'd found in Stockton's place that most of the girls listed had some affiliation with servicemen in some capacity or another, but until now, we hadn't quite understood the pattern.

I didn't want him thinking last night meant we'd crossed into something softer. "You know what," I said, before I could stop myself, "let's not pretend yesterday was anything. You're still an Icebull. I'm still a Falcon. Nothing about that changed because we shared a drink." His jaw tightened slightly. "Didn't say it did." "Good. Because I remember exactly who you are. Who all of you are." My voice was rising now, more than I meant it to, loud enough that a few of the guys nearby slowed to watch. "I remember every single thing your team did to me before any of us had names on the back of a jersey that mattered. So don't stand there acting like one conversation erases that."

Silver banners of every allied pack hung from the walls, and the sound of that many wolves gathered in one stone space was a low living hum I felt in my back teeth. I entered alone. I had dressed carefully — dark green, because it's the one colour I carry well. Hair down, because up felt like armour and I wasn't willing to walk in looking defended. Defended invites the wrong kind of attention. I wanted to move through this like water. Present, traceable, but not the thing anyone looked at. I was twenty feet inside the entrance when Cassia Aldren caught my arm. "Selena." The tone that means she's about to say something she's told herself is kindness. I've known her eleven years. I can read he