Wanderer X Sethos Novels & Stories

More beautiful than the home I’ve known all my life. “What makes you think I’m happy?” “You like commitment. You’ve never been a fan of casual fucks. This is good for you.” Is it? I hear the bite in his voice, and I know the entire idea of settling down has Xaden scared stiff. My eyes fall to my feet. “I don’t think I am.” “I am sure I’m not.” Xaden rolls right on in a tight, low voice. “We were so sure the MoonFall pack wouldn’t agree to Wade’s sick plan. I came to that table today to ask Uncle to find us another way out.”

Outside, I hear the first howls of combat. "The wolfsbane was just the beginning," Eden continues. "Right now, a specialized witch coven is severing every mate bond in your territory. Imagine it – hundreds of wolves, suddenly cut off from their deepest connections. The panic. The rage. The primal fear." As if to emphasize her words, I hear crashes and screams erupting from other hospital rooms. Other mated pairs, I realize, experiencing the same horrifying severance. Eden’s maniacal laugh echoes through the phone. “Xavier put too much faith in his little pet, Hester. But Xander knew we’d need far more power than that pathetic excuse for a witch could provide.

She moved through the pack house with a quiet determination, offering support to Ethan and ensuring the pack's cohesion in the face of an uncertain future. And so, life unfolded in the nexus of the mundane and the supernatural, where Ethan, once a fledgling warrior, stood at the helm, steering the Red Moon Pack through uncharted waters. As Xander's form lay still in the hospital room, the echo of his legacy resonated in the hearts of those who bore witness to the indomitable spirit of the Red Moon Pack.

“He will fear you. When the time comes for you two to face each other.” Ava laughed hollowly. She did not believe her ears. The red eyed demon was her waking nightmare. He had his hands around her throat. Trying to choke her. Ava had thought that she could tell her mother. ‘No. We had to run to Alaska. Then move far from home. Life is not fair.’ “When do we start?” “Tonight. When it’s time for bed.” Willow moved towards the hallway. “For now. I need you to do some research. I want you to understand some terms. Like dream walker and spirit walker. I want you to understand the difference.”

Opened a thread I had ignored for months. [The Pack Healer says my voice unseals in about a week. I accept your offer. I'll sign as your Pack Songweaver. Under the name W.]

At the break of day, Dawn, the clairvoyant, enshrouds the werewolves with aromatic herbs and protective ointments, forming a barrier against imminent peril. Together with Elliot, Chris, and Zelda, they embark on a treacherous journey, guided by Thorne towards Sasha's clandestine hideout.

Hope found Seth after her gaze was drawn towards one of the windows near the table with the vase of flowers. "Thank you, excuse me!" Edith headed in the direction pointed out by Hope. She saw Seth talking to a couple of men and women in their early forties. Arriving at Seth's place, Edith could only silently listen to Seth speaking in a foreign language. Edith felt her hand grabbed by Seth and he spoke which Edith did not understand. "Introductions, these are Alpha Serapheim and Luna Persephone of the Moonvalley Pride pack in Athena."

It’s really only a few states out west, but for Meadow and Tate, it may as well be a whole new country. We wait to find Laris Bevan until after Meadow leaves for her trip. A few days after they leave, we meet with several of the witches and warlocks that now live in our building and work for Holstin Enterprises. Because of the risk to our family, Xander decided to pool the resources of the company to attack Laris Bevan’s coven of witches.

I sat on her chaise lounge, leaned on her, and pressed a kiss against her lips. She opens her eyes. "Xander, you're back. Where have you been?" "I went for a meeting with Theo to ask him to join the war against my parents, and he agreed." "Oh, how is he?" "He's doing fine; he's happily mated, and his wife is pregnant with two pups." "I'm glad that he's happy and he will have a family soon; did he ask about me?"" I growled in annoyance, "Yeah, he wants to see you, bastards."

He growled, and the sound vibrated as it hummed from his throat. “Stop playing Xerxes, you know my name is Meadow.” The she-wolf stepped up to him and nudged him with her snout. He smelt of pine cones and cherries. The wolf was caught off guard as the she-wolf licked the side of his face. “I am not Xerxes,” the wolf groaned. Meadow was confused. “What should I call you then?” Meadow purred, thinking that her mate likes role-playing. “I am Alazar,” he rumbled proudly.