Sirius X Remus Novels & Stories

I could see Julian falling too, his body convulsing as the bond was forcibly stretched. ​Through the haze, I saw the stone doors of the chamber blow inward. ​Silas stepped through the smoke, followed by four men in tactical gear. He didn't look like a priest or a CEO; he looked like a reaper. He held a long, silver needle that hummed with the sound of a thousand screaming souls. ​"Dr. Valerius," Silas said, stepping over Julian’s prone body. "You always were a messy surgeon. You can't cut a soul with steel."

"Did the scouts find another Dark Moon position?" "Worse, Alpha," Remus hissed, his chest heaving as he pulled a small, shattered electronic device from his leather pouch. He laid it flat on the wooden table in the hallway. It was a high-grade military communicator, its screen cracked, but a faint red light was still pulsing on its side. "We found this on the body of the Dark Moon commander I killed near the eastern ridge," Remus explained, his voice trembling with rage. "I had our tech specialists bypass the encryption loops. It wasn't just receiving orders from Malphas."

This can only mean that something bad is about to happen. "I don't like it," Remus whines in his head. He looks up and, after focusing his sight and hearing on a specific point, he can see a man with a weapon hiding among the foliage, and two females in front. He can smell the male, even though he is hiding his scent so that no one knows of his presence. For someone like Remus, who has a highly developed sense of smell, that is impossible. His aura is negative, and he can feel it. It's clear that he holds a high rank, perhaps an heir alpha or a beta, he is not sure.

However, Reksa the devil turned a glance to examine Hugo and he smiled and nodded his head. “Yes, exactly like that, it is stopped,” he said in a friendly voice. “How can you be sure?” I said. Hugo snorted behind the old man. “I hate to say this, but I quite agree with what the wolvire bitch said.” I looked behind Reksa and glared at Hugo. “Bitch, you say? How many times have I said that I did not— ” “He already understands,” Reksa suddenly cut me off. “He is just still annoyed, that's all.”

He merely smirked down at her weak attempt to sound intimidating and advanced closer, stopping just before her feet. He cocked his head to the side staring at the bleeding wound with unreadable eyes, he crouched down before her but before she could attack him, he caught hold of her wrist and snapped it like a twig. Rey let out a bloodcurdling scream as she stared at him in horror, cradling her broken wrist to her chest as she tried to shuffle away from him but failed. "You murdered a Lycan," he murmured, his cold grey eyes sharp as nails as they assessed her trembling form. She was breathing hard through her nose as pain exploded in her brain but her heated gaze still held defiance as she gl

Their voices overlapped, a chorus of disbelief and joy. Some succeeded immediately, their limbs shifting with ease and grace. Others struggled, laughter and frustration mingling as they pushed the limits of their control. Gabriel watched them, a deep pride swelling within him. They were free, truly free, and the sight of it was almost too much to hold. Remus, his hair a silver banner in the morning breeze, shifted with surprising ease. His fur shimmered, the light catching on the strands and turning them to silver-gold. He grinned, a wild and youthful expression that belied his years. "Feels good, doesn't it?" he called, his voice cutting through the din with the clarity of shared triumph.

Xavier curse when his eyes falls on me. "I will call you later." He says into that stupid electric device, he then puts it in his pocket. I hate it when he talks to that stupid device, am his girlfriend not it. "Shit, shit, shit." Xavier rushes towards me, placing his warm, big James on both of my cheeks. His mouth begins to move, like he is saying something, bit its like my ears are been muted and I focus my eyes on how his lips curves, moving from one shape to another.

that rippled… “Something wrong?” he asked. She shook her head. “No.” But the look he gave her said he knew otherwise. Then, quieter—gentler, he said, “Tell me about her.” “Who?” “Your wolf. What is she like?” Of all things she hadn’t expected him to ask that. She hesitated, pulled her lips thin, then said, “She’s impatient. Quick to bite and sometimes…moody.” “So like you.” A snort escaped her. “Can’t be compared.” He said nothing. “She’s smarter for what it is,” Saeris admitted, a bit ruefully. “Edgier. Like she knows something I don’t. At one point she was changing me. If you think we’re alike, then she’d make me so.” A long pause. Then softly— “What’s her name?” “Sirius.”

“Sir, yes, sir!” “Good. Now, the main reason I called you all here. This is my daughter, Mars.” He extends a hand towards me, and I step forward and take it, trying not to let my nerves show. He gives my hand a little squeeze, and it makes me smile. “And her wolf, Remy.” Remy rises out of my shadow, and for a moment, the room tenses, and everyone’s hackles are raised. But when they realize she makes no move to attack, they seem to calm down a little.

I need to reject her,” I thought back to my wolf. “Don't you dare or I swear to the Goddess I'll bite your royal ass,” Cronnos growled in my head. I ignored him. There was no other way. I had to do this. — Remus... I need you here in my office immediately, — I connected telepathically with my gamma. I would have called Max, but he was still drunk as a skunk, so I couldn't count on him. “I'm on my way, alpha,” Remus replied almost instantly. Five minutes later, he was knocking on the door.