Winter Soldier Sebastian Novels & Stories

The door to the family room clicks open. I look up as Sebastian and Ashton step inside, fresh from the bitter cold outside. Their walk has left their cheeks flushed a deep, bright red, and the freezing air has caught on Ashton’s eyelashes. They are dusted with a delicate layer of white frost, making him look completely ethereal in the warm glow of the room—like a creature born from the winter forest itself. They settle down together on the sofa opposite us. Even now, Sebastian cannot seem to keep his hands away from his mate. He sits close, his arm wrapping securely around Ashton's waist, pulling him in to share his body heat.

He leaned back on the chair, raising his brows at him. Sebastian only heaved out a tired sigh, using his hands to rub the scruff of his neck. "The village is unusually quiet and it only means one thing." He began and leaned forward, resting both elbows of his hands on the table. "Who died?" It took about five seconds before Sebastian replied, shortly though. "Winter." When Adolphus brows knitted in confusion he added. "The special one." Everyone knows the special one, he would surely know her. It was the name everyone in the pack knew her with.

Sebastian Volkov never thought he would spend Christmas Eve crouched behind a candy-cane-striped vendor stall, staring at his rival while his daughter built a snow fort out of discarded crates and leftover snow. Yet, here he was. Nyra Valen, leaning lazily against the stall, her rifle pointed vaguely toward the treeline, smiled at him with one eyebrow raised. “You really don’t know how to relax, do you?” “I know how to survive,” Sebastian growled. “Relaxing gets people killed.”

The underground bunker, hidden from satellites and maps alike. “This is it,” he said as he shut off the engine. “From here, we shift.” They moved with practiced ease. Thick winter coats were exchanged for lighter base layers better suited for shifting. Bags were re-packed, fastened tight so they could be carried by their wolves. Celeste stood at the edge of the vehicle, her breath visible in the icy air. The snow was coming down harder now, thick and fast, sticking to lashes and hair within seconds. The cold crept through her clothes, but the anticipation warmed her blood.

"The night before his birthday, Sebastian was crying the whole night with his door locked. He was unable to hold it all in anymore. In the morning when I went to his room I couldn't find him there, I searched for him everywhere but he was nowhere to be found. but then a few hours later he came back from the forest. And...he was not the same Sebastian as before." "In his eyes, there was a strange stillness, there was no sign of loneliness, agony, or any emotion at all. He seemed almost dead as if there was nothing left inside of him." "And after my countless questions, when he finally told me the truth.....the ground moved from beneath my feet." Her voice dropped a few octaves, "That day Seba

The moment he closed the closet door was when he almost got run over by an annoyed Winter " Where the hell have you been men, we have been looking for you for..." Winter's nose wrinkled in disgust when he picked up the scent coming from Sebastian. " You can't be serious, when did you have the time to fuck? We were supposed to be searching for Kai remember?" " I was, he's in the council office. Then the vampire girl said so" " Whatever" Winter groaned out and walked away, Sebastian trailed closely behind him. He would need to take a shower to wash away the smell of sex from him

Sebastian didn't hurry after Gregorio, though he had looked confident, he knew of the fact that this was absolutely not a favourable battle for his men to fight. The force of La Gregorio was just too strong for his men to defeat even if they would get help from his father and grandfather. Though he was glad they created a diversion enough for him to be able to escape, they couldn't continue this fight they would eventually lose. Sebastian hurried out of the entrance of the underground room, after rushing up a few steps he pushed open the wooden cover and emerged in the open. Winter had arrived, cold snow fluttering down from the skies, Sebastian felt a biting chill assault his skin immediate

SORA'S POV:- After eating something, I decided to go back to bed. I was still exhausted. I was shivering as the temperature dropped even more. "Why did you get out without anything warm? This is the Dark Crescent Moon pack, temperature drops here to minus ten at the beginning of winter. And since you don't have your wolf, you need warm clothes to keep yourself warm." Sebastian asked in a low tone. He was kind enough to stay with me until I had dinner and then he was walking me back to bed.

“You can call me Gavril. Gavrill Hawthorne.” “Hawthorne? I thought Nolan's last name was Smith?” “He took his mom’s last name.” I nodded my head in realisation. I didn’t even know that. “My name is Winter. Winter Cooper.” He nodded. “You want some bread” he offered. I took the bread and bolted to my room to video-call my best friend, Sicily, to inform her about what had happened. My suitcase lay on my bed as I had begun to repack to go back home.

That look in Sebastian's eyes? Chilling.