Arcane Herald Viktor Novels & Stories

Viktor didn’t complain; he accepted with gratitude, promising to serve and follow the pack no matter what. Aaron remained sceptical of Viktor, and it showed in his communication with him. Damor said all he had to do was say the word, and he would rip out Viktor’s heart. It turned out Aaron wasn’t the only one with second thoughts about him. Ivan didn’t see him as a snake; his story checked out, and there was nothing fishy about him. According to him, he was just a man broken by life and trying to find his feet on the ground.

“Don’t speak.” He raised both hands slowly. “Wolf king, listen—” Wrong move. I lunged at him, swiping my claws at him. He vanished just as my claws slashed through the air where his throat had been. I turned fast, snapping my jaws at him, but he was gone again with inhuman speed. Viktor was an ancient vampire after all. “I don’t want to fight you,” Viktor said, his voice was calm and firm as he reappeared several feet away. “Aria is alive.”

Zara’s breath caught. Victor Vale. He stood beyond the chaos, untouched in a black coat, watching like a priest at a sacrifice. His smile was calm, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I told you,” he called out, voice steady. “He can’t protect you forever, girl.” Maxim froze mid-strike. Victor smiled. “Do it,” he ordered. Kieran obeyed. From behind him, a glyph flared—red and ancient, carved in cursed blood. A summoning seal.

"Then name your price." Viktor studied me. His eyes were sharp, calculating, weighing his options. "A trade," he said. "Information for information." "I'm listening." "Malhorn isn't your only enemy." He paused, letting the words sink in. "There's someone else. And he's connected to Ariel." "Names." "Not yet. That's the trade." He straightened, wincing. "I tell you what I know about Ariel. You let me walk. And maybe,maybe, we talk again."

Knowing that she wouldn’t tell me what was going on, I turned to look at Vlad. “What is he talking about?” “I didn’t realize it until now, but I thought there was something familiar about you. Since I didn’t see your husband, I thought I had the wrong person. In the game, you and your husband are known as legends. You two are the only ones to progress so quickly, without a large group. Everyone calls you two the Black and White Knights of Arcane Realm.” I wanted to laugh at his explanation. Right now, I wished that Luka were here to hear this. It was slightly fitting, as our outfits were rare and looked like a Knight. Returning my attention to Nicole, I could see that she wasn’t pleased abou

"Everyone calm down. Luca, sit. We have business to discuss." I didn't want to sit. I wanted to wrap my hands around Isabella's throat and watch the life leave her eyes. But Aria didn't have time for my revenge. I sat. Viktor pulled a small case from his desk drawer, opening it to reveal three vials of clear liquid. The antidote. So close I could almost touch it. "This is what you need," he said. "Compound R-47 counteragent. Extremely rare. Extremely valuable." "Name your price."

Current Voss Capital Sterling Pack debt holdings: two hundred and thirteen million Free Cities credits now secured against the governance of the Sterling Pack itself. Current Voss family trust fund balance: eleven million Free Cities credits. Net position of Ariadne Voss, age twenty-eight, on this Sunday evening in the Free Cities: the most powerful independent asset manager across wolf-territory finance… and secretly bonded to the only living Lycan King. I set the paper back down on the table. Then I looked at Helga. Then at Lysander. “Well,” I said quietly. A beat passed. “What now?” Helga moved first, pouring tea into waiting cups, the soft clink of porcelain filling the space.

You will serve the guests tonight her stepmother continued coldly and try not to embarrass this family for once Before Ariana could answer, the large doors of the hall suddenly opened. Every warrior in the room instantly stepped back Fear filled the air. The Shadowcrest royal guards had arrived. Black armor, Silver wolf symbols ,Cold expressions and behind them stood the man people feared most, KING KAEL DRAVEN , THE RUTHLESS LYCAN KING. Ariana's breath was caught in her throat the moment their eyes met , it was Silver

After all the pain I endured, he was only feeling a fraction of it. “It just so happens that the Alphas I had connected you to are all here. They can vouch for me and prove that I have been silently helping you.” I announced just as a group of Alphas stepped toward the stage. “She is telling the truth.” One of the Alphas spoke. “I never intended to work with Stark Growlers, because I didn’t think you were worthy. Although I didn’t know Keva was the Princess, she proved herself worthy enough, which allowed me to agree to help. If I had known that I was helping an ingrate, I never would have agreed.”

Laughter broke out across one side of the table. “Kael’s time as Lycan Lord is over,” someone said loudly. Viktor couldn’t stay silent anymore. He stood up, voice shaking. “None of you have proof against this allegations,” he turned to Xena's people. “Xena is not an impure wolf.” A few members looked uncomfortable. Others just scoffed. “You should choose your side wisely, Viktor,” one of the high council members said, eyes locked on him. “It would be a shame if someone as skilled and loyal as you ends up executed for defending a traitor.”