Sirius Remus Ao3 Novels & Stories

It curled around my ankles like smoke finding bones. The rogue’s gaze snapped down, then back up. “You’re doing that.” “I’m not—” I rasped, clutching my chest. He leaned close, voice dropping to a whisper meant only for me. “Black Moonwater wasn’t a curse. It was a claim.” A shape moved between the trunks. Kieran stepped into the copper eclipse light, jacket open, hair wind-tossed from running. His eyes looked almost black here—storm-heavy and wild. When he saw me, something in his face broke. Not tenderness—possession. Relief sharpening into anger.

In his sleep-deprived, paranoid state, still furious over the photograph of Xavier holding his wife, he saw a declaration of war. "A stabilization tonic," Duncan whispered, a dark, terrible laugh escaping his throat. His silver eyes flared to life, burning with an unhinged, territorial rage. "They think I am an idiot. First Oscar takes her into his house. Then his family tries to secretly feed my pregnant wife an unverified mountain chemical? They are trying to terminate my bloodline, Remus." "Alpha, Susan Wayne is a highly respected healer," Remus countered gently, trying to inject some logic into the room. "Perhaps it truly is—"

“Will you be staying the night and joining us in the discussions tomorrow?” Remus thought for a bit then looked to Vastria’s father. “If it will be alright, I would like to stay for the night. I did not bring transportation with me.” “That reminds me. How did you get here?” Vastria’s father asked. Remus looked to Vastria then to her father. “It appears that Vastria summoned me through our bond. Just as the demon lords left through their portals. I was summoned and traveled through a portal by Vastria’s will, black mist. It was very sudden, but I felt Vastria’s pull and went along with it. Thankfully, I did.”

he shared, his laughter revealing a hint of his own past experiences. “I can feel it, the scent resonates within these walls. My mate is here,” I responded with a sense of certainty, my tone conveying the weight of my conviction. Lord Remus’s smile remained steadfast as he approached me, placing a reassuring hand upon my shoulder. “Well, let me assure you, there is no one within these premises who is closer or more deserving of being your mate than my own daughter. Together, our packs will become an unstoppable force,” he declared, his eyes shimmering with unwavering determination and ambition.

“Currently, sleeping like an angel. But at any moment, she can start screaming like a demon. We have three white noise machines in here and we blame it on her.” “But it’s got more to do with Celeste.” “I always knew that you were smart,” Sirius said with a chuckle. “Not sure about that.” Wyatt leaned back in his chair. “I swear I can damn near feel Demon dancing in my head.” Sirius laughed. “Just wait until she’s close to you.” Wyatt groaned. Sirius laughed even harder. Laura said something in the background, and he settled back down. “Sirius, if you don’t like me, just say so. You don’t have to try to kill me.”

I'm sure the bastard is now wearing a smug and proud smile on his lips for the lie that he made. "This is good. Moon goddess is guiding us." I heard Remus say with his happy voice. He is an Alpha but stupid. Anyone can deceived easily. How did he become an alpha? Ah, maybe he is the one who took over after they forced Mira's husband to step down from his position.

It's clear that he holds a high rank, perhaps an heir alpha or a beta, he is not sure. One of the females, of low rank, also has a dark aura and a foul smell to his nose, she is stalking another young female. Remus's pupils dilate when he sees the other young female, and his vision increases twofold. He can see the exact shade of her eyes and her scent, something he can't explain, but it's the same one he had felt near the lake, which had shaken him to the core. It's a mixture of orange blossom flowers and fresh mountain air, he can't understand her exact essence, she is a hybrid, of an unknown species to him.

Until his chest rose and fall with each breath. "He will be fine. Just let him sleep it off in this form. His healing abilities have been stifled somewhat. I always told him to stop drinking so much fucking coffee with alcohol in it," Sybil cursed. Her eyes darted behind her, hair whipping as she turned to look. "Stay with him. Ciaran needs my help." As Sybil walked away, ambulance sirens filled the air. Maverick remained silent, keeping his hands on my waist. Gently, I wrapped my fingers in Ozias' fur. Golden in the morning light. Soft to the touch. He will be extremely sore once he woke up.

. I smile despite my embarrassment. “Tonight, myself and the other Alphas of the 8 moons will officially be indoctrinating Alpha Annalise Isabella Remington as the official Alpha Major of the 8 Moons. She has been training her whole life for this moment and I have never been more proud.” He concludes as everyone applauds the sentimental speech. The rest of the dinner went by well. We did our indoctrination blood ceremony where each of the alphas from the 8 Moons stood with me to take an oath and pledge to me. We cut our palms and mixed our blood, snapping the pack links into place one by one. My father was the last and his was especially emotional. He was giving up his total as alpha Major a

After I'd finished showering, I emerged from the bathroom, a load of hot steam escaping into the room. I went in search of what to wear for breakfast, the young omega steadfastly at my heels. She began pelting me with rapid questions. "How did you do that? I had no idea some werewolves had telekinetic abilities. Why had the Alpha been chasing after you? Are you a hybrid? Half fey? You know, I think you might be because you're really pretty. Do you kn..."