Novels by Arthur

Moonlit Service - Part 4The traitor was found before sunrise.Darian moved through the estate with lethal efficiency. Kael and Torren stayed at Sera’s side as ordered, both armed, both silent. The internal search was short and ugly. A senior steward—trusted for more than a decade—was dragged into the main hall with correspondence still hidden in his coat. The letters detailed patrol routes, the Alpha’s absence, and careful notes about the Luna’s private attendants.Darian read only the first page before his expression went cold.“You sold your pack for coin,” he said.The steward spat blood and said nothing. He was taken away under heavy guard. The formal judgment would come l

Moonlit Service - Part 3The following day passed under a thin layer of normalcy that fooled no one who looked closely.Kael and Torren performed their duties with the same quiet efficiency as always, yet every shared glance carried the weight of the night before. Sera moved through her public obligations with perfect composure, but the two omegas could scent the lingering shift in her—arousal carefully banked, curiosity unresolved. Alpha Darian watched everything. His presence was a constant pressure, neither hostile nor fully at ease.In the late afternoon, Darian summoned the three of them to the private solar.He stood by the window, arms crossed. Sera sat in a low chair. Kael and Torren remained standing until he gestured for them to close the door.

Moonlit Service - Part 2The messenger arrived just before dawn.Kael was already awake when the horns sounded from the outer gates. He met Torren in the corridor, both of them still pulling on their formal black attire. Neither spoke. They did not need to. The Alpha had returned a full day earlier than planned.By the time they reached the main hall, Alpha Darian stood in the center of the stone floor, travel cloak still dusted with road dirt, golden eyes sharp with residual battle tension. He was a broad, imposing man whose presence filled every room he entered. The pack bowed as one. Sera descended the staircase in a deep green robe, composure perfect, though Kael could scent the faint spike of nerves beneath her calm.Darian’s gaze found her immediately. He c

Moonlit Service - Part 1The Luna’s private wing of the estate was quiet after midnight.Kael moved through the halls with the silent precision expected of a senior attendant. At twenty-six, he had served the Alpha’s household for eight years. Beside him walked Torren, two years younger, sharp-eyed and restless. Both were omegas. Both had been trusted with the most private duties: guarding the Luna’s rest, preparing her chambers, remaining within call should she need anything in the night.Neither of them spoke of the way their wolves stirred whenever she was near.Luna Sera sat by the tall window in her sitting room, bare feet tucked beneath her, a book open but unread on her lap. The moonlight silvered her dark hair and the elegant line of her throat. She looked up as they entered and offered a small, tired smile.“You’re both still awake,” she said. “I told you I didn’t need watching tonight.”Kael inclined his head. “The Alpha requested we remain close until he returns from the bo

Nightshade Claim - Chapter 4Sundown arrived like a held breath.Vesper led Aria to the lowest level of the estate, a stone chamber that felt older than the house above it. The walls were carved with interlocking circles and sharp, elegant script. In the center sat a low black altar. The velvet box containing the pendant rested on top of it, open. The silver inside seemed to drink the low light.Aria’s collar felt heavier than usual. The second heartbeat in her blood had grown loud enough that she could no longer ignore it.“Last chance to walk away,” Vesper said quietly. She had changed into a simple black shirt and pants. No jewelry. No armor. Only the quiet authority she wore like a second skin. “Once the ritual begins, the spirit will try to take you as a doorway. If you falter, it wins.”Aria met her eyes. “I don’t falter.”A ghost of a smile touched Ves

Nightshade Claim - Chapter 3The wards held until dawn, but only just.Aria spent the remaining hours of darkness on the floor of the dining room with her back against the wall and the heavy candlestick still within reach. Vesper moved through the house like a storm given human shape—checking locks, speaking in that same harsh language to wolves who appeared and disappeared at her command, occasionally glancing at Aria as if to make sure she had not vanished.When the first gray light crept through the broken windows, the howling finally stopped. The creatures retreated into the deeper woods, leaving only gouges in the earth and a lingering smell of rot and silver.Vesper locked the last terrace door and turned to her. Blood had dried in a thin line across her collarbone where claws had grazed her. The torn silk shirt hung open. She looked tired in a way that had nothing to do with lack of slee