Sirius Remus Novels & Stories

And how could Seven betray me like this, after everything? Suddenly, I heard heavy footsteps approaching, accompanied by a familiar scent. Panic gripped me. I crawled back to where I had hidden the dagger, clutching it tightly in my hand. "Sir, no one is allowed to enter. The Alpha’s orders," I heard the guard say. "I’m the Alpha’s son and the future Alpha of this pack. Are you really going to deny me entry?" His voice was cold and authoritative.

His pride couldn’t survive servitude; his wolf itched for something uglier. He saw the Alpha ride out through the courtyard and something wicked flickered behind his eyes. “Lux watches the door,” he muttered to another servant, a young stable hand with more fear than sense. “You could earn favor. She’s just a girl now—no Alpha home, no one to stop you. Bring me something of hers… her hair, anything. I’ll pay.” The boy’s eyes widened, horror overtaking stupidity. “She’s the Luna.” Tomas sneered. “She’s an omega that got lucky.”

He ignored my answer and continued to listen. "Buona sera, I'm Brigoure Cyprus Hale the former leader of the Hales Organization. I just want to thank you all for coming tonight and I'm actually here to welcome the new leader of the Hales Organization; My son, Brigor Damaris Hale!" "What the fuck?" Valerius said. "Holy spirit?" I said can't believe what is happening. He's in good terms with his family now? "Good evening, I'm Brigor Damaris Hale also known as Brigor Sapphirus Griffin the elder son of Brigoure Cyprus Hale and Maria Rosalina Hale."

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

September called out in a warning voice, but Remus just rolled his eyes and gestured for his boss to leave. September shook his head and just proceed to his plan of leaving. If only Remus is not good with his work, he had been long out of the city with this attitude of him. He mostly gets into September's temper like a little brother would do to his older brother. Remus was just a rebel sixteen year old drop-out when September found him and groomed him into who he was today. A twenty-three year old computer expert, and a top hacker. "Falcon," The butler immediately showed himself as soon as he heard September called out to him.

Even if he had unordinary abilities, he wouldn’t be able to fight back against Sirius White. Regina’s stepbrother Sirius was the boxer and CEO of Abomination Technology, AD Systems’ rival in the industry. Unlike the happy-go-lucky and then-cheerful Regina, Sirius was introverted and quiet. In his dark eyes, he placed dangerous emotions, particularly the urge to kill. And if Nat ever hurt Regina’s feelings, he knew Sirius would have his head.

Her long silky white hair had a bluish tint in it and partly hid four velvety horns that slightly branched out into forks. “Let me introduce you all,” said Damien, “This is Lord Ombra of the Shadow Dragons and Lady Lucille of the Dragons of Light.” The lady made a slight curtsy at the mention of her name. “Ombra, Lucille” continued Damien, “This is Dorin Silvius a wind mage, that there is Sebastian Revious an enchanter, and this fire mage must be...” “Johan.” Johan answered, “I’m Johan Ignacius.”

Lucian growled and flexed his claws as he walked threateningly towards the last standing Dire Wolf. The Dire Wolf slowly stepped back and after a few tense minutes of staring Lucian in the eyes although begrudgingly, he slowly bowed before the Alpha Wolf. Lucian got up to him and slightly relaxed his angry persona as he looked more closely at the Dire Wolf. The Dire Wolf bore noticeable scars on his body and chain marks and riddled his wrists, his face a picture of control over rage. "What is your name?" Lucian asked the Dire Wolf. "Remus, Sire...my name is Remus" the Dire Wolf responded.

This place always soothed him. “Blake Silver,” Remus continued. “Son of Caelum. Heir of this pack. Step forward.” I was already there, but I took one step anyway. The movement felt symbolic. Like crossing an invisible line. Remus held out a shallow bowl made of silver stone. Inside it burned a small flame. Clean and bright. “Place your hand above the fire,” he instructed. “And speak.” I raised my hand. Heat brushed my skin but did not burn. The flame recognized me. It always did.

In the grand, eerie mansion that served as the vampires' lair, Simon Howell, the imposing vampire leader, stood on the balcony overlooking the sprawling estate. His crimson eyes were a fierce, fiery red, reflecting his anger and unwavering determination. He had a list of targets in mind, and he intended to accomplish his mission at any cost. As Simon brooded, one of his trusted lieutenants, Lucas, approached him. Lucas hesitated for a moment before delivering his report, "Master Howell, we've observed the Thunder Claw Pack as you ordered. However, it appears that one of the werewolves spotted our presence."