Veilguard Companions Romance Each Other Novels & Stories

His eyes flashed silver. To anyone who looked at this strange, ubiquitous mass, all they would see beneath each hood was a faceless black void. But those who wore the Guardian's cloak could see their comrades faces illuminated in a strange purplish light. Vahan looked fondly at the red headed woman next to him. She was the Guardian he had known for the longest, and her playful wink gave him the encouragement he needed. "You ready?" he asked with one eyebrow raised. "Always," she responded confidently.

And then there was the final catalyst: a double-inscribed seal that bound both triggers into one failsafe. “I’m going to hurt you,” I said. Evelina rolled up her sleeve and presented her arm without hesitation. “So do most things that are worth surviving.” I chewed on the inside of my cheek to avoid replying that last time I felt something worth surviving, it had been her arm wrapped around my shoulders. We set to work without further conversation.

“I’m certain that if you don’t hold on to her firmly tonight, the men will be all around her like ants attracted to sugar. “I won’t let that happen,” Anders stated, as a matter of fact, not taking his eyes off Veil. She’ll be by my side all night. That’s what a boyfriend is supposed to do, right?” “Right!” June replied, oblivious to the butterflies swarming in Veil’s stomach. “Come on,” he whispered, clasping her arms in his. "Let’s go have a fun night.” “Are you still pissed?” Veil found herself asking, even if the rational part of her told her to keep her mouth shut so as not to ruin the mood.

Every touch every kiss every time I lose myself in you reminds me why we fought so hard to reach this peace. I pressed a kiss to his chest feeling the steady beat of his heart. And you are mine. My mate my anchor my endless flame. I would choose this life with you a thousand times over. The family continued to visit bringing light and laughter to the ridge. Kael and Lira arrived one bright morning with news of a new healing center being built in collaboration with veiled realm allies. Soren brought her mate and the younger ones who filled the cabin with energy and questions about our journeys. Elara and her bonded partner shared stories of their work strengthening the veils between worlds. W

“No matter what happens, don’t separate from me.” I nodded, gripping his hand tightly. The bond pulsed again, insistent, guiding us. And then we saw them: the Veil operatives emerging from hidden passages, cloaked in black, faces obscured, weapons gleaming in the dim light. The traitor from before stepped forward, a cruel smile playing on their lips. “You didn’t think it would be that easy, did you?” they sneered. “The Veil never fails.” Alexander’s jaw tightened, muscles coiled like a spring. “You underestimated us,” he said. “And that will be your mistake.”

“Then you will need protection.” Elara’s eyes hardened. “Not ownership.” “Guardianship,” Alexander corrected. “No,” Elara said firmly. “Partnership.” Damien nodded. “On her terms.” Alexander studied them—really studied them—for a long moment. Then he nodded once. “Very well,” he said. “We proceed… differently.” Later that night, Elara stood alone by the observation window, watching the city lights flicker far below. Phoenix joined her quietly. “You feel heavier.”

Dante drawled. Aiden didn’t look up. “Maybe I’ll wear one in your face instead.” “Promises, promises.” The heat that flared in Aiden’s chest had nothing to do with anger. He shoved the thought down, scribbling notes he couldn’t read. Outside, the guards kept watch—half Blackthorn, half Veyron. The uneasy alliance crackled even in silence. Wolves shifted restlessly on the perimeter, scenting the night air. They never saw the shadows slip past.

“That’s it. I’m setting you up.” Evelyn laughed nervously. “Zzaraa…” “Nope. No backing out. He’s one of my colleagues. Cute, smart, and single. He even reads poetry, if you’re into that kind of thing.” “Oh God,” Evelyn groaned, hiding her face behind her hands with a laugh. “You’re not even going to show me a picture first?” Zara wiggled her brows. “Where’s the fun in that?” I watched the two of them banter, a soft smile tugging at my lips. Being with them always made me feel better…lighter, even when my heart felt heavy. Three strangers who had become lifelong family.

"It was the warrior who was with me who attacked her. Maybe he tried to mix something in her drips. But the other guard discovered it, and when he asked, that guard ran away, injuring the guard…” “Sylva, Valentina! What's going on?” The Abrupt voice of Uncle Sam and footsteps caught our attention, especially a particular fragrance that immediately soothed my mind even under such stress. My eyes hurriedly caught his sight. King Andres was accompanying uncle and Papa, along with his Beta. His eyes were on me as well. They were, as usual, cold and heart-wrenching, and they felt penetrating, deep within my very soul. The feeling of a mate bond is strong as hell, but it's not going to last, is it