Vali The Oath Guard Novels & Stories

A hush fell, the kind that made even the fire seem to shrink back into silence. Cain stepped forward, his scarred hand thumping against his chest. “I swear my allegiance to Garran. He fought for this territory, when my own doubts took over me. He is not Valen-born, no, but he fought for it just like the other Valen-born warriors who stayed to defend this pack when the walls were breached. We are what we choose to be—and Garran has chosen Valen.” A few warriors seated along the wall nodded, their voices murmuring in agreement.

“I know exactly what she refuses to become.” He did not need Lorelai to love him. Under pressure, he believed he could predict her because she kept protecting people and refusing sacrifices she considered avoidable. Karl encouraged those instincts because he had learned to mistake permission for strength. Valerian could use them better. “Bind them in marching pairs,” he ordered. “No one is killed unless the column is attacked.” The captain frowned. “Political shields.” “Witnesses,” Valerian corrected. The word was cleaner. It did not change what he meant. The prisoners were moved toward the gate. Beyond them, the royal guard formed for departure. No reserve remained behind.

Not yet anyway. --- Years passed and the name Dylan Griffin became more than a whisper, wherever my name was mentioned, fear and forced respect followed. I built my empire from scratch, becoming the leader of the Dark Angels Clan warning the nickname “The Devil" over the years. My main goal is to destroy Ray Valisteen and everyone he holds dear. I turned to look at Liam who was staring at me with an unreadable expression.

I clear my throat quietly and bring myself to focus as she repeats herself once more. “Alpha Wade,” she says slowly, making sure I am paying attention this time. “I, Aliauna Fletcher, 115th Guardian of the Guardian sect, bind myself to you. It is my honor and my mission to protect you at all costs, My life is forfeit if it means that you may survive. My blade and my body are weapons for you to use as protection. I am your shield, your sword, and your confidant.” She takes the stone dagger off the pillow between us and she lifts it up to the sky.

Amaya sighed and then spoke up. “If a single one of my father’s men resists, if a single one of them speaks, or ever seen within Valak territory again, execute them in the street. Their presence is a contaminant I will no longer tolerate inside my HOME." The word HOME hit me hard. She considered this place her home. My guards didn't hesitate. They swarmed the right flank of the table, their movements sharp as they marched to escort the unwanted guests out. Victor roared with frustration, spitting useless threats against the Valak legacy as the captain and two other guards brutally shoved him toward the grand double doors.

"Are you that interested in them?" Valerie nodded but shook her head. "I am not. I am just curious." "She volunteered to work for you. Arden must have told you she is a shadow guard?" Valerie nodded and he continued. "She is actually the head of the warriors. She is from Shadow Park. Have you heard about them before? I doubt you have." Valerie shook her head. "I haven't."

**TALON** 'Alpha Sir, something is happening. All of the security cameras lining the borders have gone black. We can't get ahold of the other guards. It's creepy out here.' I hear coming through the mind link. 'Can you sorry sacks of shit get anything right?' I growl. Running straight from my office. None of these motherfuckers can do anything right. They couldn't keep my useless wife in our home. The guards here are more worthless than that sniveling little wanna-be Alpha.

I didn’t care much about my own pain, but I kept looking at Drax, expecting him to shift very soon. I didn’t care anymore. I actually wanted him to shift, so he could deal with those fucking rogues. Sadly, he didn’t. He just grunted, trying his best to subvert the pain. “That’ll teach you to learn not to talk anyhow to boss’s girlfriend.” They added as they continued hitting us. “Enough!” Ryker, who stood at the entrance, ordered them. “We want them alive for the bargain.” “Chad, guard the cave. Keep an eye on them.” He told one of them. Then he turned around, and the rest of them followed him.

In this crowd, a large orphanage was built by the leader of the Imperial Guard, Vera, for the children who lost their parents in these harsh times. “You made a good decision.” Tabit whispered, giving her shoulder a pat, grinning at her, supporting her decision. “Thank you, Tabit. I have finally found my solace.” Vera smiled back, looking down for a second, finally at peace after accepting the fact that her Brother is no longer alive. “Are you sure you want to continue as the Imperial guard?” Tabit asked hesitantly, worried about her. Inhaling deeply, Vera held her sword firmly, looking up at the clear sky, enunciating, “I have taken an oath to protect the ruler of this land. I must fulfill i

My Vanguard soldiers instantly slammed their heavy spears against their iron shields in a deafening, synchronized salute to their warlord. I turned back toward the dark interior of the vehicle, smoothing down my black armor. I extended my open, armored hand toward Valeria. I fully intended to play the role of the dominant, protective Vanguard Alpha—to physically show the entire continent that the Blood Moon Heir was securely under my thumb and my military protection. But Valeria didn't even look at my hand. She completely ignored my outstretched palm, stepping right past me with a fluid, terrifying grace that entirely cut me out of the frame.