Wanderer X Aether Novels & Stories

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

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Carrying a torch towards the carving, “aether represented light, light to open paths” "Now we have to find where it opens" he said, "I wouldn't worry about that if I were you" a voice said, terra turned back and saw the last person she needed to see right now, detok, daren snarled and changed into a giant wolf, "A shape shifter and guardian, how nice" he said brandishing his blade, Daren moved forward but terra held him back, "This is my fight" she said,

The Blue Orchid packs’ warriors have been dispatched earlier during the day to surround their territory. Azraiel sat down on the grass, his legs crisscrossed and eyes closed. He meditated for a few minutes to calm his mind and then opened his eyes. His wolf was on the surface. His eyes gleamed golden instead of the rich blue. Azraiel started making a humming sound in his throat, completely aware that the wolves across the lake can hear him. He continued making the sound and kept his eyes across the lake. After making the sounds for a few minutes he saw a glimmer of red shine between the tree leaves and he just knew that it was working.

Aetherion stepped forward, his violet eyes wide with something between awe and concern. “You’ve surpassed every prediction,” he murmured. “Even I didn’t anticipate this speed of control.” “Then help us,” I said sharply. “We don’t have time for lectures.” He nodded, lifting his hands. Dark energy rippled around him, but this time, it wasn’t hostile. He formed a barrier around the fissure, holding back the black tide rising from below. The Creator hissed, slamming one massive shadow hand into Aetherion’s barrier. “Your allies cannot save her. She belongs to me!”

It was the chapter of the Resonance—the unintended consequence of a world that had become too interconnected, too sensitive to the heartbeat of its creators. In the year 300 of the New Dawn, long after the physical bodies of the founders had returned to the earth, the Aether-Wild began to produce a "Ghost-Frequency." It was a localized ripple in reality, appearing always in the places where the family’s struggle had been most intense: the Maw, the Standing Stones, and the high reaches of the Forbidden Peaks. The Awakening of the Heir

The crowd fell into a hush. And then… the door opened. Out stepped a man who made the very air tighten. Darian Rhys Draven. Tall, broad-shouldered, wrapped in black. His Alpha King insignia shimmered against his chest. Midnight-black hair, tousled and damp from the mist. His cold silver eyes scanned the horizon first—calculating, commanding. And then, they landed on her. Time stopped. Seraphina froze. Her wolf screamed—no, howled—loud and uncontrollable in her head.

As long as they had each other, they knew they could face anything that life threw their way. The Larks were well-known in the town, and Athena had grown up familiar with the area. Iris trusted her daughter to wander a little, but only on the condition of Damien's promises to keep an eye on her. And so, the little girl roamed around, her infectious happiness shining through. Athena was a reflection of her mother, a people lover who saw the good in everyone. She had yet to experience the harsher side of humanity. It wasn’t just her, the little girl wrapped people in her little fingers, and her aura was the kindest and gentlest.

Whoever had aided her has declared war on the Sea, and in time, it will be my duty to avenge his death. As a means to an end, we need their help. There are no others, mortal or immortal who possess the knowledge of tethered mates. Finn and I are an exceptional circumstance because I am the daughter of a God. He is also descended from a very powerful lineage, that much is certain from the ability and strength he has already displayed since taking his true form. “Are we going to spend the whole journey in silence? I know you said we needed to keep our distance, but surely this is time we could spend… getting to know one another. You know, in a non-physical way?”

But for the people around us, they were already cowering in submission. “I... I..” she splutters. Kia is getting more and more frustrated with this she-wolf and pushes her aura out more, making her presence felt even more. I suddenly recognized her. She’s the she-wolf draped all over Blackwood this morning... “Is there a problem Beta?” a rich husky voice asks behind me. I slowly turn around and come face to face … with Zander Blackwood.