Starfire Justice League Vs Titans Novels & Stories

"Please, let alpha Grayson lead our army into war. I am not comfortable with you going out there with Lucian." "I cannot let another alpha lead my pack, Alana," Titan said as he held her face to his. "I and Lucian have a score to settle and I promise you that when I am done, I will come back to you," he looked down at Alana's belly, "and our baby." "I don't want you to go, Titan," Alana croaked as she burst into tears.

Kane was a deadly force, his blade slicing through the air with precision, cutting down the first wave of enemies before they could reach us. Dax was a storm of fury, his fists meeting flesh and bone with brutal efficiency. I turned back to the other Starfire, my pulse hammering. “You have to choose,” I told her. “Right now.” Her silver eyes darted between me and the battle raging around us. Indecision warred on her face. But then, the decision was made for her. One of the Council’s warriors lunged at her, a blade of dark energy aimed straight for her heart.

Titus sneered coldly, "I remember you, but so what? Times have changed. Now that Hacniane recognizes the existence of ability users and cultivators, it also acknowledges the special status of Mystics. Even if I kill people now, no one can stop me!" As he spoke, Titus formed a lightning seal with one hand and pointed directly at Third Grandpa Fox. "Thunder Strike!" Suddenly, a lightning bolt pierced through the roof and struck Third Grandpa Fox. However, it only slightly made Third Grandpa Fox shudder before his expression changed. "Very well! You struck first!"

“Correct. Titan is immune to your gift. Rare, but not unheard of among wolves who survive long in the wild. You’ll have to fight him the old way.” Titan’s steps were deliberate, each one pounded on the stone sounded like a warning of death. I tried again to summon the silver fang, to make him hesitate, to make him kneel. But he moved as if I were air. “This isn’t fair,” I muttered, backing out, fear gripped me. “Fair?” Raven’s voice cut through me like sharp knives. “When has life ever been fair, Aria? Were your parents’ deaths fair? Was it fair that your mate abandoned you? Was it fair that hunters came for your life? Life owes you nothing. Stop expecting fairness.”