Aether X Arlecchino の小説・ストーリー

One of the elders leaned forward. “Report says Elise has passed the fourth threshold. The Hollow is responding.” Dareth, the youngest elder, rubbed his temple. “And if she makes it to the heart?” “Then we end it,” Saelin said flatly. He turned, unrolling a scroll inked in dark red. “Aetheric Containment Order,” he read. “To be enacted immediately upon her return. Bind her. Mute her. Sedate her if needed.” “You’re turning her into a weapon,” Dareth muttered.

His bare chest gleams under the moon’s glow, each muscle coiled and ready, his jaw tight as he addresses the pack. “Tonight, we honor the goddess,” Alec says, his deep voice rolling over the crowd, sending a shiver straight down my spine. “We thank her for another cycle, for the blessings she’s bestowed upon us, for our strength, our health, and our unity.” I bite my lower lip, my eyes tracing the way his lips moved. The way his throat bobs when he swallows. The way his muscles tense as he clasps his hands behind his back. The raw power radiating off him is enough to make my knees buckle.

“So this is the infamous Luna Valkyrie.” A figure emerged from the shadows, flanked by more rogues, these ones standing tall, disciplined—waiting for orders. My blood ran cold. Because I knew that voice. And it meant we were in far greater danger than I had realized. "Lord Aetherin." I clenched my fists as he stepped forward with his commanding, effortless presence. Aetherin Dressed in deep midnight robes embroidered with silver, he looked like he belonged to a kingdom untouched by war. But the way his gleamed eyesbsaid otherwise.

"But I’m guessing you’re not just 'Vance' anymore, are you?" "I’m enough of him to know we’re not finished," Alexander said. He reached out his good hand, and Jax took it. The moment they touched, a small spark of violet light jumped between them a handshake of pure data. Jax gasped as his HUD suddenly flickered to life, showing a clean, unencrypted map of the city’s remaining resources. "She’s in there," Jax whispered, looking at Alexander. "Elena. She’s actually in there." "She is the Architect," Alexander replied. "And I am the foundation."

My heart started a frantic, painful thumping against my ribs. Thump. Thump. Thump. Images flashed through my head, violent and unwanted. The river at night. Crystal clear water. Deep, bleeding wounds. A naked, powerful chest. Dark, intense eyes meeting mine through the water. I couldn’t help but gulp, the sound loud in the suffocating silence. Kael and the other guards of the mansion and its vicinity rushed to the doorway then straightened their shoulders, their faces a mixture of fear and reverence. “Welcome back, Alpha Kirion,” greeted the other occupants of the pack house in near-perfect unison.

The lorth magician and the alchemist were the only ones left, and the alchemist had been useless in the fight since it began. “What dose of mutagen is this? He is more beast than man?!” The lorth mage asked his alchemist. “I'm not familiar with this elixir; it must be his creation,” the alchemist said. The lorth mage asked rhetorically, "What are you good for, you moron?" The cloud dissipated, and Rhaizen Gale emerged. His arms had ripped his shirt sleeves and his legs had pulled his trousers apart.

“I am Alexander Bryon Louise Alcione, third prince of the Alcione empire.” “And I am Eirian Marie, Dorin’s childhood friend,” the other simply replied and looked at the people behind him. “The company behind me is Mordecai Almacion, my steward,” Xander introduced them. “The others are my attendants, Benedict Venet and Guiscard Boulvar, and of course, our fifth member and newest companion, Eurydice Dennison. “Dennison is here?” Dorin asked, his face lighting up. “Where is she?”

Amethysta asked, making Alaric chuckle again. "Don't worry, Miss Elf. I am not a perverted alpha. I just wanted to befriend you. Can't I?" Alaric made an innocent face, making Amethysta doubt whether he was an Alpha or not. He was handsome and at the same time he looked like a cute omega. Alaric finished his drink and said, “Okay, then I should get back to work. Or else I will get an earful from your father.” “Seems like you are afraid of my Father,” Amethysta sarcastically said.

"Revenge, my dear. Pure, unadulterated revenge. Seraphina wronged me long before she ever crossed your path." Orion frowned. "But what makes you think she won't double-cross you? She's known for her cunning and deceit." Malachi's voice grew cold, "Because this time, I have something she desperately wants." He extended his hand, revealing a small, shimmering vial filled with a liquid that seemed to pulse with life. "The Essence of Aether." Liora gasped. The Essence of Aether was a legend — a potion rumored to amplify a person's powers tenfold.

He murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "You... you are an alpha... You shouldn't be here... comforting a slave like me, a-alpha..." "I'm very happy to do so. By the way, we should properly get to know each other. I'm Aziel Midnight. Alpha of the Midnight Moon pack. However, you can call me Aziel. But I'd like it if you call me Az." He said so casually like he didn't give a shit about hierarchy by allowing an omega_a mere slave to be precisely to call him, an alpha by a pet name!!