Vali The Oath Guard Novels & Stories

Not even when Adrien stared back. “Adrien’s heartbeat quickened faster, and uneven, though his face stayed unreadable. He hated being watched, especially like that.” “Who’s he?” Adrien muttered to Isabella. “He’s Damien Wolfe. Security’s pick after… the threats.” She said it flat, but her mouth tightened. “Ex-military. And he starts tomorrow.” Adrien’s jaw clenched. The anonymous emails, the cryptic voicemails, he had ignored them, and deleted them. He didn’t need a guard dog. “I don’t want him.”

My mouth falls open as I watch the scene, and my dancing buddy holding his hands in the air like someone's pulled a gun on him or he's about to be arrested. "What are you doing here?" I ask, pulling on Vincent's security detail's arm. I force him to turn and face my direction. I've only met him once since Vincent doesn't use him all the time, but there's no mistaking his identity. The security guard, whose name I can't remember, smiles. "Mr. Valiant feels more comfortable if I stand watch." Dancers swarm around us and we stand out like two unmoving poles in a sea of bodies. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

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.

"State your business!" The lead guard on the deck looked at Valen’s broadsword, then at the blazing golden light surrounding his body. A look of deep respect crossed the soldier's face. He placed his right fist over his heart and bowed his head even lower. "I am Captain Thorne of the First Alpha Guard," the soldier announced loudly. "We are not your enemies, King Valen. For two centuries, our council stayed hidden beneath the deep ocean, preserving the true royal heritage while Selena's corporation took over the surface."

"We take the griffin." Valen nodded once. "I will command the elite guards to lock down the entire lower level. No one enters the Obsidian Dungeon while we are gone. If Kael dies, Aurora dies." Ten minutes later, they stood on the high stone balcony of the Citadel's highest tower. Wind whipped Lyra’s hair across her face as a massive, dark-feathered creature dropped from the clouds, landing with a heavy thud on the flagstones. It was Valen’s personal mount a beast with the body of a giant black lion and the head and wings of a imperial hawk.

Casimir stiffens at that and Sanders whips his head towards me, aghast. Before he can stop me, I put my hand over my heart and close my eyes. "I, Alina Valerius of the Lunareth Kingdom, hereby pledge the Royal's Oath to ensure the safety and protection of my loyal and sincere servants from me. I shall ensure their basic needs are met and shall be freed from this oath once my true followers are satisfied under my employ." As soon as I finish the Oath, a glowing golden script of my name appears just above my left chest. A mark of power, trust, and absolute authority.

Lucian’s breath hitched. “But if you stand in my way—” Elias’s voice dropped to a whisper, deadly and final, “I will.” He turned, golden cloak whipping in the wind. “This war isn’t over.” “Elias—” Elias didn’t turn around. “Tell the others I’ll return when it’s time. Until then, stay out of my path.” The skies bent beneath his will. Glyphs spiraled in the air—brilliant gold etched with violet flame—as Elias, now fully Valarieth, stood at the head of the assembled legions. His armor shimmered with celestial heat, wings vast and molten, halo like a sunstone burning through the storm.

"Permanently." "Jack! Above you!" Olivia’s voice cut in, sharp with fear. Jack looked up. Standing on the gantry overlooking the pit was Valerius. He was wearing a new suit. White armor, glowing with runes. He held a staff topped with a skull. And he was smiling. "Bravo, Jack," Valerius's voice boomed, amplified by the cavern acoustics. "You broke my drill. You burned my lab. You are quite the vandal."

“State your business.” I lean forward, my voice calm but firm. “Nina Valens, Alpha of the Valens Pack. I’m here to see Elijah.” The guard doesn’t flinch. “He’s not available.” I clench my fists, biting back the urge to snap. “Tell him this is an Alpha requesting his presence. And I’m not taking no for an answer.” The guard hesitates, his eyes flicking to Dominic and Lucas, then back to me. Without a word, he steps away, speaking into his radio.

We’d always done it that way, and always would. He nodded. “Do you know the oath?” “I do, boss.” “Alright then. Karma, sambuca, please. Shotgun, when you’re ready.” She poured three shots, and was ready with a lighter. Good ol’ flaming sambuca. “I, Frank ‘Shotgun’ Yates, stand here today to pledge my loyalty to the Valkyrie, my club, my crew, my family on two wheels. To my fellow Valkyries, I swear to have your back on every road and every ride.