The Last Enemy Ao3 Novels & Stories

Ariana stepped forward. "Wait." The woman smiled. "There isn't much time." "Who was that man?" The woman's expression darkened. The older Orion exchanged a glance with her. Then he spoke. "Your greatest enemy." Ariana frowned. "Malrik?" "No." The answer came immediately. And that frightened her. Because Malrik had always been the monster in her story. If someone worse existed... What did that mean? The older prince looked directly at Orion. "The war never ended."

"Her?" "Ash-blond hair. Grey eyes. She was at the Velgorod gala last night." His voice was flat. Empty. "Find out who she is." Irina studied his face, and he saw the moment she understood. "Your mate." He didn't answer. I didn't need to. "I'll do what I can," Irina said carefully. "But there were hundreds of alpha's,beta's, Omega ,single wolves at that gala. It might take time."

Kaela’s mouth went dry. “Possible,” Lira finished for her. “I know.” Kaela moved closer to the start of the line, right where it had broken the protective ring around their camp. She could feel it there—the wards were still humming faintly, but they’d been parted, not destroyed. Like someone had held a curtain open and stepped through. Her fingers twitched toward her dagger, then stilled. No. This wasn’t the kind of enemy she could stab. “It’s bait,” Ronan said flatly.

He spoke to me like he was talking to a little girl. I nodded, feeling my lower lip tremble. “You’re mean,” I pouted. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to the beach, and when I get back, I want to see my room normal again. We’re enemies here, I get it, but outside, it’ll be like we’re the best friends in the world.” I patted his shoulder. “I don’t see you as my enemy, Amanda. You see me as a threat because of everything with the trial, I know, but I’m just trying to do the right thing,” he said seriously.

But his jaw was clenched, his eyes unreadable, and I knew something heavy had happened. I sat there quietly, arms crossed and gaze pinned to the floor, as Kieran’s voice broke through the thick silence that had built up between us all morning. "Lucian said something else last night," he muttered, and I could tell by the way his tone dropped, almost like he was unsure whether to believe it himself, that this wasn’t going to be something I wanted to hear. I glanced up, my brows raised slightly, waiting for him to go on. He hesitated, rubbing the side of his neck the way he always did when the words were hard to say. "He said… There's another enemy. Not one of us. Someone, or something—closing

His mind was turning, calculating, strategizing. And yet, he said nothing. It wasn’t until we reached the pack’s borders that he finally spoke. “This changes everything.” I turned to him, my heart still racing from everything we had learned. “I know.” His jaw tightened. “If what that Guardian said is true—if you really are the last of the Lunari—then we’re not just dealing with old enemies. We’re dealing with a war that never truly ended.” I shivered. “And I’m the last piece.”

“ Little commander, what do I do with you? Thinking you rule the world because the goddess in all her infinite mercy bestowed you with a wolf as powerful as Fenrir. And now we are trapped fighting in the war on opposite sides.” “I'm not fighting a war. I'm getting rid of a power- hungry monster like you.” The air between us was charged with our hatred for each other. As we ran towards each other with hatred fuelling our movements. We collided in the center of the hall. Auriel was fast, faster that any man his age had a right to be, it was clear he was on something. He caught my hand mid punch as he slammed me into a pillar, the stone shattered against my spine, the impact rattling my brain i

Aria's pack fought with all their might, their fangs bared and claws extended, but the enemy proved to be a formidable adversary. In the midst of the chaos, Aria found herself face-to-face with the dark figure that had been haunting her dreams. The enemy's eyes bore into hers, filled with malice and an unsettling familiarity. Aria's heart skipped a beat as the truth struck her like a lightning bolt. "You... You're the one behind all of this," she whispered, her voice laced with anger and defiance. The enemy sneered, their voice dripping with venom. "Yes, dear Aria. I am the orchestrator of your pain and the architect of your downfall. You are nothing more than a pawn in my grand scheme."

Even after Rohan’s father passed away, the enmity was passed down to him. For as long as I could remember, even in the ten years before I left, he’d been nothing but an enemy, our family’s enemy. War broke out whenever their packs met. Now Father wanted me to marry him? “You’ll make him fall in love with you,” Father said.“Then destroy him. Break him so completely that his pack falls to its knees. That will be your redemption.” I gaped at him. “Marriage? To an enemy Alpha?” He laughed coldly. “You can’t do it, can you? Still that weak little girl begging for love?”

– Desire said - Therefore, I deliver this to your last descendant of your first enemies. – Her former ally said, towards her enemies. In which there is no other way out for him, in which he came before in a last confrontation, when he invaded the fortress, he was engaged. In which they were totally focused on killing the last descendant of their enemy, at least that was the general thought, in which even so, he never thought he would be attracted, nor fall into perdition, due to a conflict and betrayal of one of the members, of his enemy clan.