Wanderer X Sethos Novels & Stories

Wait for my dad to come and get me, the only thing I know about him is that his name is Ethan, and that's about it. "Ahh! Run," a girl with black hair and blue eyes says coming running toward me, I looked at her confused, does she need saving? Why is she running? "Aurora, I'm not playing anymore, I swear this time, you're going to get it!" a guy yell after her, the guy was huge compared to me, I know I'm small in size, but I'm not that small, or so I thought until we two met. I took a step back seeing this guy, I was terrified of him, and I want to go back home, this isn't my place, I don't want to be a wolf anymore, I'm better off being a vampire.

, he asked me, before looking at the wolves. " Alphas. They are gone. Just the normal rogues", he said, bowing. The wolves seemed more relaxed now as they turned back to me. Jax had some clothes in his hand and laid them on the ground before walking away. " Wait. Jax", I said, going after him, but he was already gone. What the fuck? Would he just leave me here with two huge fucking wolves? I turned back to the wolves. Had I been paying better attention; I would have noticed that the wolves smelled like citrus and honey. Before I could say anything else, I could not have prepared myself for what I was about to see. Both wolves shifted, and in a split second I was no longer looking at wolves,

"Xander, don't you dare." "I am the Sovereign, Sara," he said, a sad, beautiful smile touching his lips. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small, gold coin the girl had tried to trade. He tossed it up to me. "Keep the change. I’ll see you at the Red Ledger’s end." "Xander!" The boiler room door exploded inward. Three Processors stepped through the smoke, their visors flashing. Xander didn't run. He stood his ground, his arms spread wide. "I am Xander Thorne!" he roared, his voice echoing through the basement like a challenge to a god. "I am the Sovereign of the Zeroes! Come and collect your debt!"

It took some time for Xan to stop trembling. Vesper reached out to touch him, but Wilder let out a low warning growl. “Maybe you need to get some fresh air,” Seth suggested. “Let’s go for a walk.”

Sloane found him a few minutes later, settling in close beside him, and I left them there, walking back toward where Xander stood with Wren, both of them quiet, watching the last of the standing stones catch moonlight in the emptying circle. “How are you feeling,” I asked, coming to stand beside them. “Lighter,” Wren said. “Like something’s finally settled instead of just waiting to happen.” She pressed a hand to her chest, and I noticed the blue light beneath her skin had faded almost entirely, present but calm, no longer urgent. “Is it always going to feel like this? Just, part of me, instead of something separate trying to take over?” “I think so,” Xander said. “The anchor bond settled th

“The settlers above rebuild sector Seven. You asked if the seeker and the hybrid remain. You need guards. Guardians who do not trust blind, but know how dark the night will be ‘ Raven saw her in her eyes and felt that his own struggles – the constant Looking for errors in the rhythm of the world – maybe finally found a port had. He put off the glass and put his hand on her. “I think,” said Raven quietly, “a little guard service could not hurt us. As long as I can choose my partner.” A real, carefree smile stole on Vespers' lips. “You are me tied, Carter. Until the next fall in the world.” And in the muted darkness of the lower city, surrounded by the noise of one New beginning, both knew the

I couldn’t leave this position or else he would force his pack to follow me. Once more, I cast my gaze on the battle. I needed someone swift and strong to go in my place. Someone I could depend on, and who could easily leave this area without fear of anyone following them. There were a few choices I could have made, but my new beta, Joey, was the more obvious choice among the many. Searching for him, I finally found him handling two enemies at once. With a nod, I leapt over two warring werewolves in front of me and bounded over to him.

[SYSTEM_LOG: GLOBAL_ROLLOUT_STATUS: 14%] [ACTIVE_INSTANCES: 1,422_NODES] [WARNING: HIGH_LATENCY_IN_SOUTHERN_SECTORS] "It’s not just a patch, Sereia," Xander said, his voice a rich, resonant bass that seemed to vibrate the very air around us. He stood beside me, his new silver-gold fur shimmering in the moonlight. He wasn't just my mate anymore; he was the Global Host. His heartbeat was the System Clock for the new world. "I can feel them. Thousands of wolves... thousands of humans. They're waking up to a world that doesn't follow the old rules. And they are terrified."

“Are you okay?” “It feels… strange,” Heth said, standing on real legs. He was tall—six-two—with dirty blond hair and rippling muscles. The soul mark glowed across his forehead, matching ReNew’s. He was striking. “I feel weak,” he admitted. “It’s disorienting.” “Charlene said ReNew struggled with that too,” Seth said. “But when they touched, they could recharge.” So they did. Mark to mark. In that moment, power surged back into them.

He pushed inside with one long, relentless thrust. Odessa cried out, a sharp, beautiful sound that was swallowed by the roaring wind. She was impossibly tight, her fae body stretching to accommodate his girth. Xandros held her, whispering dark, soothing words in her ear as Zarek began to move. His thrusts were deep and measured, each one a promise of stability, of raw, untamable life force.