Starlight Blows Homelander 소설 & 이야기

Now that they are gone we have to keep Star safe she has been kept secret from the supernatural world but for a few people because of what she is the first bad ass hybrid vampire half werewolf, and she will be very powerful. Keegan and Esmé never told her what she really is or even what they were. They had a witch cover her natural sent and delay her powers till she turns 18 because they wanted to keep her safe for as long as they could but now that they are no longer here it's Lola Travis, and I's job to help her through everything. Wishing Travis and Lola a fair well we go out separate ways. I let them know we will protect Star no matter what. Heading upstairs I strip out of my clothes dow

Giving a quick bow and thanking him, I pulled Hector and jumped into the bed of the truck. It was a minute but he pulled out back on the road and I looked up to see the plume of smoke billowing into the air from the explosion. I pulled out the laser and tried cutting the silver off my arms. The first two I was successful but not without burning myself. The ankle ones went much smoother. Every time one broke, I tossed it out of the bed of the truck into the side of the road. Leaning over, I did the same to Hector without burning him once. He rubbed his wrists for a moment.

He heard Star’s fading voice like a siren in his mind and by the way all his pack members froze, it seemed they heard it too. “Star!” Max called back, frozen in panic, but the connection turned one-sided, he felt the presence of her consciousness disappear. “Tony, Jasper. What the fuck is going on!” Max called out, forgetting all about the red flames that licked away at his pack establishment. “Go, I’ll handle this.” Landon asserted and he didn’t think twice before tossing the tablet at his beta and taking off in the direction of the packhouse. “Answer me dammit!” He roared, his wolf was pacing angrily in his mind.

And a normal magical shield would be chewed away immediately, like instantly, by the density of that corrosive blood. So yeah, I needed a miracle. "Kaelen!" I screamed, spinning to face my eldest mate. "I need your starlight, all of it!" Kaelen didn’t even ask anything. The Celestial Lycan stepped into my space, wrapped his massive arms around my waist, and pressed his chest flush against mine like it was the easiest choice in the world. I closed my glowing silver eyes and reached into the ancient elemental heat of the Badlands volcano that was humming inside my veins. But instead of pushing it out, I pulled Kaelen’s divine liquid starlight into my core.

The SUV skidded, the tail wobbling dangerously close to the cliff edge before stopping. Standing in the headlights was a line of dark figures. They weren't soldiers. They were large, shabby wolves, the scouts of Silas, the rival Alpha. He had been waiting for Killian to show a moment of weakness. “This Fuckers tracked us,” Leo whispered, his hand going to the door handle. How? We stayed off the grid. “The Void Blade,” Sarah realized. “It acts like a beacon for other dark Alphas. Silas doesn't want the Catalyst healed. He wants to steal her power.”

********* Back in Blackmoon Pack The camp stirred to life with the hum of returning energy. The moment his scent crossed the border, wolves lifted their heads. His Beta, Alic, ran to meet him, eyes wide with disbelief. “Alpha... you made it back,” Alic whispered, as though Lucas was a ghost returned from the grave. Lucas gave him a small nod and looked past him—to the warriors sharpening their blades, to the children chasing each other around campfires, to the mothers bending over water buckets. They had no idea what he had traded for them.

POV: Blaze Ryder "Stop pulling at them, Blaze! You’re not just hitting shadow; you’re hitting your own words!" Rhea’s voice was a frantic chime in the oppressive silence of the Between. Blaze didn't listen. He roared, his russet Alpha flame exploding from his skin in a desperate, jagged halo as he threw his shoulder against the translucent chains binding her to the throne. Each time his fiery strength collided with the links, a sickening jolt of white-hot electricity blasted through his nerves, hurling him back across the obsidian floor.

"I have returned." "You returned as a vessel for the King, Killian," Hagar said, his eyes shifting to me. "And you returned with the 'Stain' we cast out." I stepped forward, my Thermal-Resonance Blade (which I had summoned back to my hand via the neural-link as we fell) humming with a low, violet-orange light. The "face-slap" of my presence was immediate. The wolves at the front of the line recoiled, sensing the power of the Third Star radiating from my skin.

Finally, in the tomb of Blade Hero, the two touching saber and sword emitted a huge ray of energy. Two lightning bolts twisted around each other and formed a light beam shooting into the sky. “What’s that?” Auster and the guardians were shocked to see the extraordinary scene unfolding right before their eyes. The Reverend suddenly opened his eyes, and his frown deepened as he looked at the light beam. “You’d rather pass your knowledge down to strangers than me, Blade Hero. You deserved to die!” Rage started to take over the Reverend, but just as quickly, he laughed, after reaching extreme anger. “It doesn’t matter now. I’ll capture them, and everything will be mine!