Arcane Characters Caitlyn Novels & Stories

“The thing is Rafe, for the right mate I could have been all those things and more. You never gave me a chance and now that I know how you feel, I accept that you are not the mate for me. I need a strong mate, who can let me be all that I can be and support me while I would have supported him. That’s not you.” Moving to interrupt Kate Rafe stands to stop Kate from what he fears will come next. Realizing the mistake he made, Kate steps out of his reach toward her father. While Boyd also tries to stop what is about to happen, Kate looks at Rafe solemnly. “I Katelyn Adams, future Alpha of the Golden Moon Pack acknowledge and accept your rejection Rafe Daniels, future Alpha to the Red Moo

While she assumes the position, the staff that seamlessly molded with her transformation is placed down beside her and those glowing green eyes revert to a stagnate green. “Thank you, my king, for this opportunity!” Her voice comes out humbly like she is trying to appease a father figure. Malakai darts those red orbs down to her and gives a nod of approval rather than scorn. Volde stops in his tracks and he narrows his eyes on the woman in question. Though his stern look is out of rage and jealousy rather than approval and gratitude. That mighty voice of the king reaps through the air and causes the crowd to go silent. “Stand gladiator and tell me your name.” The elf takes a moment to gather

But because of the spell, that was impossible. “Arcanios exist in three kinds,” Alistair explained, sipping his coffee in the dim glow of the room where we had first spoken. The curtains were drawn shut, allowing no sunlight to filter in, leaving only the flickering candlelight to cast shadows against the walls. “The Caelites bear snowflake-shaped marks on their nape. The Ardorium have an infinite symbol on their arms. And the Hexling carry a crescent moon mark along the pulse of their neck.”

"I'm not a monster. She's in this condition because of me, and the least I can do is help her. Let this be the last time you ever question my order." Kane lowered his head reluctantly. "Forgive me, Alpha." He muttered. "I didn't mean to speak out of turn. I'll get Cae." Kieran watched him walk away before turning his attention back to Gwendolyn. He held her hand, noticing how fragile it looked. It was ironic how a sharp tongued, fiery tempered lycan princess could become so weak and vulnerable. A few minutes later, Kane returned with the healer. Cae was a middle-aged Wilding with sharp features and a head full of thick, twisted dreadlocks. People called her Crazy Cae.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

But she wasn’t finished. “This,” she said, gesturing to the young woman at her side, “is Caitlyn. The woman who will be Xander’s Luna. They are meant to be together, and I won’t let some nobody like you ruin that.” The younger woman, Caitlyn, gave me a tight, condescending smile. Her eyes held a mix of pity and disdain, as though she were regarding a child who had foolishly overstepped her place. I forced myself to meet her gaze, though I could feel my heart pounding.

"What happened?" She sighed heavily. "Kaytlyn is dead, uhm, like banished from here. I'm not sure about her being dead, but she's dead to us." I'm right. Athena answered my lingering question. "And to answer your next question... she betrayed Ryan, used him to her advantage." "What do you mean she betrayed him?" I ask. Athena pressed her lips into a grim line. "She's a hybrid witch and a double agent. She's working for someone, who we're still trying to find. She even used him against you."

I shook my head, then smiled a little bit. “It is something that I cannot disclose because if I do, he will force me to do that,” I replied. “In the name of Devious Clan, I Marcus Devious, son of Roger Devious, shall be your shield and will never leave your side to protect you from harm… You may summon me anytime you want… my flesh and my blood is in your hands… through this drop of blood, I shall be your loyal knight throughout your life and shall die if I become disloyal to you, my master, Clementine Westernia, half demon and half human, the princess of Westernian Empire and the heir of the demon world,” Marcus said, then he cut his palm using his sword and drop the blood in front of me. A

"What are you talking about? Unmask herself?" The King stated explaining "As you well know my late wife, the Queen, was a hybrid. Half witch. Half Lycan. She was Arya's mother. The witch side, no matter the amount passed down, is always stronger with the next generation. It also allows them to have special abilities as well as being a Lycan. She has quite a few abilities from what we have discovered. Masking her scent is just one of those abilities she has explored. When she left her husband and declared herself rogue her scent didn't actually change to how a normal wolf or Lycans would when becoming rogue. She had to mask her scent and make herself smell like a rogue until her and the baby