Teldryn Sero Novels & Stories

“Oh, but it is my concern. Everything that happens within these walls affects the future of this faction—and by extension, me.” Rayka, sensing an opportunity to learn more about the dynamics within the faction, leaned forward. “And who are you, exactly?” Seren turned her sharp gaze to Rayka, and for a moment, the air between them crackled with unspoken tension. “I am Seren, advisor and strategist to Draven. And you must be Rayka.” She turned slightly, her gaze flicking to Sylvester. “And Sylvester. The famed Alpha duo.” “Your reputation precedes you,” Sylvester said, his tone measured but wary. “Though not in a way that inspires trust.”

He stands and wraps his hands around," he whispers in my ear, holding me tighter. I feel his breath on my ear as he presses his lips on the lobe. He moves his fingers softly up my thighs and I'm naked underneath. He starts to stroke his finger inside me softly. He puts another finger inside and now he's stroking me with two fingers. He thrusts the fingers faster and I'm squeaking. I don't want to moan loudly, especially with everyone around. Dax interrupts us and I swallow hard as Trent clears his throat and takes a step backwards. I'm still trying to catch a breath. Why the hell does Trent have to have this effect on me? Now I want to get laid more than ever. "He," Dax greets us. "I hope I

She excused herself from the call. Sera was standing in the hallway with a tablet in both hands and an expression that Elara had not seen on her face before. Sera was a composed person. Precise and measured in the way of someone who had spent years in scientific environments where overclaiming was a cardinal sin. She did not show excitement easily. She was showing it now. "Come to the lab," she said. "Now, if you can." The disorder was called Kessler-Vane Syndrome.

Jay said through clenched jaws. For the alpha I am not sure, I started, but for keilah, nothing will happen to her. Jay turned to me. What do you mean? He asked. I held up my wrist to show him a delicate thread tied around it. "She has the same around her wrist. It'll block any evil supernatural forces, like those vamps from reaching her.” It's the same thread that will guide us in and out unnoticed by the vampires. His eagerness to assist was palpable. "How can I help?" he asked, turning to me expectantly.

“What do you want?” Serena’s smile didn’t falter. She simply held out her hand again. That’s when Tasha, standing just behind her, let a folder slip into Serena’s free hand. Serena opened it with a deliberate slowness, her eyes flicking over the pages before she spoke. “Well, well,” she began in a voice almost too pleasant. “Aria Langston. Seventeen years old. Former member of the Silverwood pack until… oh, until defeated.” She glanced at me, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction before looking back at the paper. “Now a refugee in Ravencrest. Rank six. Omega status.”

"You knew the local distributor would trigger an allergic reaction." Dominic adjusted his silk cuffs, his tone offhand, like he was discussing real estate listings. "My family built the supply chain, Evelyn. Harrison might be sitting in a precinct holding cell waiting for his arraignment, but the Sterling foundation still owns the customs clearance seals." He tapped the lock of the metal briefcase with his thumb. A tiny green LED light flickered to life on the latch. "The core Vancor-9 serum inside this case is the only unadulterated batch within five hundred miles," Dominic said. "Her kidneys have maybe forty minutes before the tissue damage becomes irreversible."

We get into position and wait and watch for any signs of trouble. We wait for about thirty minutes and we know something has happened. They should be out now. Andros is watching the live feed, but comms are silent. They must just be waiting, but something feels off, like something is about to go down. “Boss.” I look towards Andros and he looks from the iPad to me and I move towards him. “What is it?” I ask him and he shows me the feed, and it’s blank. Fuck! “Move in now!” I say and run inside the building and we all fan out looking for tesoro and her team. When I hear it, a scream.

She was messing with my things, my research, and my assistant, and I wasn’t going to let it fly. Adalyn huffed. “Stand aside. I’m looking for the serum.” “The serum?” I repeated back in confusion. “What serum?” “You know what I’m talking about,” Adalyn hissed. “Goddess knows if the viper will return again or not. I need the serum in case it comes after me or Marco again.” Even though her tone was angry and demanding, I almost wanted to laugh. My eyes glanced over at Becky and she had a similarly surprised expression. But when I turned back to Adalyn, I remained calm.

I ended the call and tried to reach Seren directly, but her rune-stone remained dead and silent. A moment later, a glowing image flashed across my communication mirror. It showed a crowded market alley in the lower district. Caius Redfern was wrapped in a heavy leather cloak, his dark eyes wary as he scanned the rooftops. Standing right beside him was Torin Wolfsbane, wearing a rugged fur coat and carefully carrying a woven bassinet protected by heat-runes. There was no sign of Seren anywhere in the frame. My blood ran cold. Torin had swore to me months ago that he had taken Seren to M Country across the eastern seas to keep her safe from pack blood-cleansings. He had lied. They were right h

He just confirmed it and let it be what it was. The hallway had gone very quiet around us. Outside I could hear the compound settling into the night, distant voices, a gate closing somewhere. Ordinary sounds that had nothing to do with any of this. Then Riven's phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, glanced at the screen, and something in his expression changed. Not alarm exactly. Something more careful than that. He turned the screen so I could read it. A message from Dex. ‘Caden just called. He wants to talk to Sera directly. Says it's urgent. Says he knows what's coming for her and we're not equipped.’