Xiao X Aether Comics Novels & Stories

[EXTERNAL_STABILIZATION: CRITICAL] While Sereia fought the war of logic inside her mind, the physical world was becoming a Null Zone. Xander was pinned against the crystalline tower, the violet siphons biting deep into his shoulders. He could feel his Alpha energy—the raw, silver essence of the White Mane lineage—being pulled out of him like liquid mercury. Every time a siphon pulsed, his vision flickered between the hangar and a grey, static-filled void. "Alpha... holding... the line..." he wheezed, his muscles bulging as he fought the siphons. He didn't look at the towers. He looked at Sereia.

Xavier We start to circle each other, our snarls filling the air, while he lunges at me with a chuckle, taunting. I can see the confidence in his eyes, as if he truly believes he will triumph. “Come on, Xavier, you don’t stand a chance,” Ethan taunts, his voice echoing in the tense atmosphere. Suddenly, as if by some mystical force, I find myself surrounded by a pack of wolves, their presence sending chills down my spine. Perfect.

“I wanted you to have a memory of us at Bloodmoon when you went off to the Capital.” He glances at Tobias. Wait. Did he know? I glance back to Tobias. “This is Atlas,” Xander says, pointing to the small black wolf. It’s made from some kind of stone, glittering in the light from the string lights. “A moon to represent your home here in Bloodmoon.” He pauses again, blushing more deeply. “And my heart, because you were going to be taking it with you,” he says, clearing his throat slightly. My heart melts. My chest feels too full, and my fingers tighten around the crystal heart. His heart.