The Old Guard Novels & Stories

Agolf did, leading the way as Draken fell into step beside him, hoping it’d be good news. TBC. Note: Oldborns are the elders.

She sat quietly s she listened to James speak of what he wanted to do. “Andrew, do you still want to Kydence as your mate and Luna?” His grandfather asked. Andrew was going to say something, but James continued on, “I think we will need to keep her, but she will have to be brought down a few pegs, she thinks she can tell us what to do. She is THE Shadow Guard. We will need her to control them. “Shadow Guard? They no longer exist.” Andrew replied. “You may believe that but, I know the truth. Why do you think the pack is called SHADOW Mountain.” James rolled his eyes at his grandson.

Every single one of them had real strength, and she could spot several elders among the crowd. Standing at the very front were six old men dressed in purple robes. Their energy was calm and controlled, and their eyes were sharp as blades. These were the guild's core powerhouses, and they were clearly on a whole different level than the two elders she had just killed. "It's been years since anyone dared to storm the Greenshade Guild like this. And we'll make sure you'll be the last of them."

“You finally came back.” The old man’s shoulders stiffened. “I had hoped this day would never come.” The voice continued, calm and filled with quiet disappointment. “I waited.” Another pause followed. “I guarded your truth.” The broken stone shifted as the massive door slowly began opening inward. “I buried those who tried to steal it.” A gigantic silhouette appeared behind the golden light. It was taller than the cathedral doors themselves, wrapped in weathered armor that had long ago fused with its body. Thick chains hung from its shoulders, while a massive spear rested in one enormous hand.

The first time I find a man's watch in my fiancee Lydia Winslow's car, her father calls me himself to explain it away. "Jonah, you've got the wrong idea about Lydia. That watch is mine. I must have left it there by accident." The second time, when I discover two movie ticket stubs, her best friend tags me in a group chat. "Don't overthink it. I asked Lydia to buy those tickets for me." It happens a third time, then a fourth, and every time after that, someone steps forward to cover for her. By the ninth time, I pull a tie from between the car seats and hold it up in front of her face. "Whose tie is this?" Her hand on the steering wheel gives the faintest tremor before she dials a number

"Drag him down to the cells and lock him up. He doesn't deserve to be called an Elder of this pack." The guards froze. They looked from me to the bleeding elder, hesitation paralyzing their movements. Locking up a senior member of the High Council was an act of total madness—a line no pack had crossed in over a century. "Alpha..." the lead guard stammered, his voice trembling with sheer terror. "He's... he's an elder—"

"They’re like wolves. They smell the scent of the Crossing. If I stay here, I can smudge the trail. I can be the wall they never climb." "You'll be alone," I rasped. My chest felt tight. "In the dark. In the cold." "I'm not alone." Leo pointed to the moon. Behind him, thousands of silver sparks began to appear. The souls of the pack. The ones who didn't make the crossing. The ones who were too tired to start a new world. They gathered around him, a silent, shimmering army. "I’m the Guard of the Old World," Leo said. "I’m the one who ensures the fire never reaches you again."

He reached for her hand but I blocked the contact by stepping forward before he could touch her. “Miss Hale needs space,” I said calmly and his expression tightened, a frown marring his beautiful face. I don’t know why I did that but something about him touching her just didn't sit right with me. He was a filthy scumbag. “And you are?” “Kade Wolfe. Bodyguard.” His gaze flicked over me dismissively. “Ah. Of course.” He turned his attention back to Aria. “Darling, I tried calling—” “I know,” she interrupted midway. “I ignored them.” The silence that followed engulfed the entire table.

His trusted allies realized that the bodyguards weren’t using maximum strength but so did grandpa. “Focus on the same spot,” the old man’s eyes darkened dangerously, as he spoke sinisterly. The two bodyguards' hands trembled and grandpa was angry. “I’ll get a new team,” he yelled. “We can handle it,” they spoke in unison. This was their ticket to being on Casper’s side, knowing that the old man didn’t have as much power as he used to.

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