Xenoblade Alvis Novels & Stories

He quickly opens the hood of the car. "Fucking hell." He growls, "somebody cut the lines to the battery" "That's fine we'll go in our wolf forms, it will be faster that way since we can cut through the woods" I say to them, as I look down at Rose. "Xavier keep ahold of Rose and you can Ride on my Back" Arlo says as he shifts into his wolf, Cai, his wolf is gray and black, his wolf is almost as big as mine also. Arlo walks up to me, his wolf whimpers looking at Rose in my arms. He lowers his body for me to get on, without hesitation I accept his offer. Everyone else then shifts, the sound of their bones shifting fills the air.

Her cheeks are still wet from tears that have made a path through the dirt caked on her face. "I will gladly help the young Boquiv, if she permits it." The Drulian speaks softly, not moving an inch. "Who is she," Evyn groans as he straightens, wincing. As he takes in her image, a tension builds in his expression, "Drulian." "Wait, Boquiv?" Eliana looks at Alma who carefully stares at the ground, her eyes half closed, "Are you a werebird?" She softly nods. Eliana is only able to notice after a moment that Alma's thin hair whisps in the wind, the texture the same as feathers. With every few sways, she can even see an occasional, decorative feather blending in with her locks.

Meaning that it was not a normal werewolf. “These were found beside the eye. I had to hide them as well, and I know for a fact that this was not a wolf or a werewolf had done it. Hence the assumption that it was a Lycan.” Alvize frowned as he shook his head, staring at the picture before putting him down on the table. He looked at me and I shook my head in question. “I am choosing to be honest with you. And if I am choosing to work with you against my station and against what I swore in my oath and my position? Then I do expect you to be honest with me. Do you know who these claws might belong to?”

EVANDER POV Rolling down the windows of my gray Nissan Titan, I smell the fresh air of the pack that I’ll be the Alpha of. It feels good to be back on Moon Valley pack soil. I switched seats with Alonso a few miles back so that he could be the one to greet the warriors at the gate so no one would see me in the back. My scent is all over the car but hopefully, all our scents mix so it won’t be as strong. We don’t want anyone suspecting that I am back.

Then, the ground began to vibrate. A roar like a mechanical beast echoed off the alley walls. A matte-black Lamborghini—a limited-edition "Shadow-Runner" used only by High Alphas—screeched to a halt behind the BMW. "Whose beast is that?" Jason gasped, his eyes widening. Madison craned her neck, her greed palpable. In the Citadel, a car like that was a symbol of absolute power. The driver stepped out, ignored the BMW entirely, and walked straight to Logan.

Dante tackled me to the ground. From the rooftops across the street, a figure stepped into the light of a burning oil drum. It was Kaelen Voss. He was dressed in a scavenged Alpha-uniform, his emerald eyes burning with a localized, artificial frequency. He was holding a Long-Range "Null-Rifle."

“I apologize if my companions have offended you. They do not know much about the ways here in your University...” The tall young man started to walk down the stairs and approached Dorin. Boulvar was about to spring to his side, but the other held him back. He had long red hair tied back in a neat braid and dark red eyes. His clothes were very extravagant, from the thick travelling coat to the tall silver boots and the golden brooch on his left shoulder in the image of a sun. Dorin felt Seb’s grip on his arm tighten. “I am Alexander Bryon Louise Alcione, third crown prince of the Holy Alcione Empire,” said the tall red haired youth. “My companions were only concerned for my safety, so please

His tone was softer. Kai pushed me farther into the hedge to cut off Alvis' view of me. "Go back to your little party, Alpha Alvis. Your future Luna is going to find some other wolf if you don't. I'll take good care of your friend Lindsey here until your brother decides to show up." "Fine, I'll go find him," Alvis snapped. "I don't know who you are or what you have over here, but I promise you this isn't going to last. I'll get her away."

Kedrick grinned. With that, the door to Kitt's capsule slid shut and Lucas' crane lowered him down into his mech. The Wedge was ready. Lucas nodded. "Right. Your turn, Alyx." Alyx flashed me a grin as she slid into a capsule of her own, taking a moment to pull back her shortened hair to insert an IRON chip into the slot at the nape of her neck. The door slid closed, and seconds later Alyx was being lowered into her latest choice of mech-a grey Valkyrie, loaded down with twin railguns and her signature howitzer.

The wave of pain brought tears to Ike's eyes, and he wiped the drops from his cheeks as he headed toward his travel cases. Heading to the far side of the room, Ike crouched in front of the massive trunk he'd brought with him. As he cooled the fire inside of him, he opened his case and stared at the living armor of Albeon. The thick fabric pulsed with a heartbeat and energy, begging to be worn. The thin coat of the material actually hummed with life. Ike picked up the helmet and studied the face shield.