Vali The Oath Guard Novels & Stories

The air was damp, thick with the scent of stone and old blood. Torches flickered along the walls, their dim light stretching shadows across the narrow corridor. Two guards stepped aside as we approached the iron-barred cell. And there he was. Valari. The man who had fought beside us, stood in our ranks…and betrayed us. He sat against the cold wall, hands shackled in iron, his expression unreadable. I stepped forward, gripping the bars, voice low, dangerous. “You’re going to tell me everything.” Valari lifted his head, eyes dark with defiance. "I have no idea what you're talking about." His voice was steady, controlled.

While the boys were trying to figure out among themselves which of them fell asleep when he was supposed to be on guard, and because of whom they both almost gave me to be eaten by an entity from the Navi world, I just shrugged. - Could an oath of allegiance give protection similar to that of a family? - Stas asked his wife, appraisingly following the skirmish between his son and Vitya. The latter continued to sort things out, not paying attention to us.

Ash scoffs, “Then why didn’t you?” Vali sighs, “My last orders from my master, Dracula, still stand. ‘Protect my wives.’.” Kai smirks, “Protection, doesn’t mean obedience.” Vali turns and looks at him, like he’d never thought about it like that. “I mean we are planning on killing her, at our earliest convenience. But do you want to be her servant?” Vali shakes his head, “Then why stay with her? You have protected her for years, and yes, we know she hopes to bring your Master back, which we don’t want. No offence.” Vali smirks, “But, is your job done yet?” He hums thoughtfully,

“With all due respect, this is above your level of authority.” Valentin seethed, his chin tipping up as he continued to glare at the officer. Valentin stepped closer to the guard and I watched him swallow thickly. “Do you know who I am?” Valentin spat. “Of course, High Alpha Lunerly,” the man sputtered. “We thank you for our freedom.” “As you should,” Valentin’s eyes darted to look at me then leveled back with the guard. He jabbed a hand towards me. “If I hear one word about her treatment being less than optimal, I will raise the Hells.”

The Iron Guard outpost was a world of sharp corners and quiet efficiency. There were no soft edges, the people spoke in low, practical tones, and their eyes held a constant, weary vigilance. They had built a fortress against the chaos of the world, and Liora and her group were a piece of that chaos that had somehow gotten inside the walls. The next morning, Captain Valeria was waiting for them. She had swapped her riding leathers for a clean, grey tunic, but the severity in her posture remained.

“I’m not trespassing. I was called.” “All who bear the mark are called,” she said. “Few are chosen.” Vale stepped forward, his claws half-bared. “You’ll harm her over my dead body.” The figure turned her gaze on him. “You already broke your oath, Adrian Vale.” He went rigid. I looked between them. “She knows you?” Vale’s voice was low. “She knows everyone who ever swore to the First Blood. Including your mother.” The guardian extended a hand toward me. “Step forward, child of two worlds.”

“The one from Valerian?’ My heart tightened when my pack's name was mentioned. Valerian Pack. Even after the pack had died out, its name was still enough to cause a stir. Leon stopped in the middle of the hall. His voice was calm, firm, and resonant without needing to be raised. “Listen.” All the whispering immediately subsided. “Starting today,” Leon began his announcement. “This woman is under my protection. Her name is Rhea.” Gerald, a man in the front row, large with scars on his face, stepped forward. From his aura and demeanour, I knew he was no ordinary member. “Alpha,” he said, bowing briefly. “We heard that she is a survivor of the Valerian Pack.”

She looked down on the tree where she is standing and saw a body of a robber, again trying to make his way inside the mansion, but Xania already took care of him. Maybe… this is the best thing to happen. Even so, nothing is going to stop her from still, protecting this guy behind the scenes because in the end… …she will still Guard the Badboy. -THE END-

I roared at the guards, wondering why they were standing and looking like they didn’t know what to do. I know this strength was created so it can be destroyed. A gift given to you by the Moon Goddess would never make you look like this, so I have to become a guardian to Kieran and help him win this fight. “Now you’re all alone in here while your friend is somewhere lost in the forest. You can surrender, and I'll let you go after I’ve finished having sex with your lady over there.” He pointed to Valeria, wearing a wide smile on his face.