Smallville Onyx 소설 & 이야기

I grabbed Sybil’s wrist and dragged her from the heavy wooden doors before the spears made contact. “What’s happening?” I gasped. “Xavier’s pack is here to back him up,” Sybil responded. “They’re going to break down the door to get to their Alpha.” Crap! The spears dug into the door, but did nothing else. The Iron Claw pack wolves hammered on the door, they rattled it so hard it might have busted a little bit. However, the door jerked outwards followed by a mini-army of mountainous men. “The Onyx pack!” Dustin roared as he charged.

But Blue suddenly transformed, a confident smile adorning his face, as if he had emerged victorious. "Fine. You'll see." Alpha Blue's gaze turned towards Onel, who stood before him, draped in a coat offered by a willing alpha. The touch of Onel's back sent shivers down Blue's spine, revealing a texture that defied expectations. His thoughts raced, witnessing the delicate beauty before him—a body that defied conventional notions of masculinity, tender and pristine. Amidst the crowd, a hushed silence fell as Onel cleared his throat, ready to address Blue directly.

‘Tiny mate,’ a deeper, more growly voice left James’ lips, making my eyes widen, ‘You cannot say things like that without consequences. A smirk spread on James’ lips before he leaned down and nipped the skin on my neck. “You are…” this time, my tongue wouldn’t work. I felt mesmerized by the swirling glow of Onyx’s eyes in place of the deep, emerald green I was used to. ‘Onyx,’ he finished the sentence for me, ‘I have been dying to meet you.’ He leaned down, running his nose along the length of my neck, ‘You smell divine, tiny. Absolutely divine. Like sweet peaches and freshly cut roses.’

Still nothing. Onyx growled. “It’s odorless.” A frown crept up on my face. “You sure?” “Positive,” he said with certainty. That wasn’t helping. Onyx could identify hundreds of scents. Poisons. Plants. Blood. Illness. Most things left traces. Whatever had been mixed into these drinks apparently didn’t. “There’s no smell,” Onyx muttered. “Wonderful.” My sarcasm wasn’t appreciated. I set the glass back onto the table and looked toward Kael. “Have the contents examined.”

“Hurry up human. You had your time with our mate, now it’s my time.” “Ok Onyx, but remember, we have to get back, so no funny business.” “Whatever.” Onyx says and pushes his way to the front. He is such an impatient wolf. “I heard what you were thinking human” I quickly shift, and Onyx walks up to Tamaska in all his midnight black glory. Onyx is taller than Tamaska, but only by a little. They are a perfect match. Onyx looks like the night sky and Tamaska looks like the moon itself shining in the night sky.

Sebastian and his team were startled when they saw half-shifted Onyx standing at a distance from them. “He is huge.” One of the team members exclaimed in shock while looking at Onyx in awe. “Follow him and give them our bullets to kill those vampires.” Sebastian instructed them through mind-link and looked at Nick, who was also half-shifted.

“I don’t tell them everything. There are secrets I’ve had to keep from them before. If this is truly something they don’t need to know, I won’t be the one to tell them.” I sighed deeply. Fuck. I was really about to divulge a secret that wasn’t mine to someone else. But I needed someone that could help, and I needed some direction. I wasn’t good at giving backstories and all that shit, plus if Alpha Adrian was serious about five minutes, we only had a few left.” “Onyx is a vampire and werewolf hybrid.” No sense in beating around the bush, I always say. “Wait. What? How? Oh! Her mother, Iliana. That sneaky bastard!”

Onyx clapped a hand on my shoulder to try and reassure me as I walked back to our bedroom. I growled, "I'm not resting until she has been found. You know my wolf won't settle without our mate." "Where would you like to start looking?" Onyx was a good Delta. He never argued with me, he followed his orders and only asked the pertinent questions. If I wanted someone killed, Onyx asked who and how. If I wanted someone tortured, Onyx simply waited for me to give him a name and he carried out the rest. Sometimes, Onyx was so in tune to what I wanted, that I didn't need to say a word. Onyx was already handling the situation how I wanted things done.

She was fresh out of the shower, her hair damp, wearing a clean, oversized gown. The moment her gaze locked onto me, Onyx didn't even hesitate. The almighty, terrifying beast who had butchered a lycan two nights ago instantly tucked his tail between his legs and retreated so deep into the back of my skull he practically vanished into another dimension. "I'm not here," Onyx whispered weakly from the darkness. "I don't know you. You are on your own." "You cowardly bastard," I cursed at him in my mind. But my beast's betrayal was the least of my problems.

they were not and could never be. "Someone's coming," Seth's ears perked at the footsteps heading their direction, and right before his eyes, a ball with ranging black smoke rolled into the cell and right at the center. "Fuck, cover your noses!" He exclaimed, holding his forehand over his nose but it came out too late as Onyx was the first to lose consciousness, followed by Ruel and Syrin.