Novel & Cerita Arknights Fanfic Crossover

“What if he’s right? What if our bond is cursed?” Caden’s hand found her face, his touch firm and steady. “He’s wrong. Our bond is ours—not his.” The landscape rippled, unveiling a final vision. Rollan stood at a crossroads, older, his mark glowing faintly. One path stretched toward a burning wasteland, littered with fallen warriors. The other led to a green valley, wolves and humans standing together in peace. At the center, Aria and Caden faced each other, the golden thread between them blazing. Their hands bled, drops of crimson mingling on the ground.

It had been five days since her betrothal. Duncan watched the passion in Arianna and how she put her all into whatever Selene was teaching her. Her dragon was still not fully connected with her—it was a gradual process due to her Alpha blood, according to Selene. More of her hair had turned silver, but Nyra helped dye it to conceal her identity for now. “She will be great,” Lucas said beside him. Duncan, not realizing when his friend had come to stand next to him, didn’t bother glancing his way, keeping his gaze fixed on Arianna talking with her sister.

His blood splattered all over my face, but it just fueled my rage more. I raised my hand for another blow for the nth time when a soft hand held mine to stop me. My wolf snapped and strangled the intruder. I lifted the intruder. “A-Arthur,” Ariana’s gentle voice rang in my head, bringing me out of my bloodthirsty trance. I blinked my eyes, forcing Thor back in. “P-Please,” she whispered, her wide eyes locked on mine as she coughed and struggled against my strong hold on her neck.

Nayla asked back, it would be very awkward if Reno knew that they had kissed, even though the one controlling her body was Arkan. Nayla thought that before this Arkan had borrowed Reno's body and did many things with him, even hugged Nayla, that might be one of the things that made Reno very awkward with him. But what Nayla feels is getting closer and gradually getting comfortable with Reno, maybe at first because Nayla felt that Reno was similar to Arkan even though she didn't know that in Reno's body there was actually Arkan's spirit, but precisely because Nayla didn't know about it before, so what he saw was the real Reno.

I cradle her with one hand, smoothing my thumb up her back to soothe her. “Ronan and Magnus,” I murmur. “They’re merging the Hollowbane and Duskfang packs.” It’s only half the truth. I know what’s really coming. Cain’s going to stir the hornet’s nest. The rogue will confess. Astrid’s name will come up. Chaos is waiting—but I don’t speak it into existence. Not here. Not now. She looks at me. “You’re supposed to be there.” I smirk, rolling my hips slowly beneath her, grinding into her just the way she likes.

Atlas stroked Anais’s arm and nuzzled her neck again. “Ana, let’s eat something, then we can nap, ok?” “Okay, alpha,” his mate responded. Atlas fed Anais and they lay back down together on top of the covers. Anais was asleep in minutes and Atlas followed soon after. . . TBC AUTHOR’S NOTE: hi you guys, how’s the story so far? you know what happens if a story is going smoothly?! Conflict is arising… Please leave gems even if it’s one gem and a comment, thank you

Now I could stay in here and think about what I'd say in my defense when I get questioned for being the Lycan's date. I curled against my bed, wishing I had at least Nancy to talk to about my feelings. Thinking of Lycan have me a strange knot in my stomach. I groaned, shaking the thoughts out of my head. It was wrong for me to think of Lycan in this manner, he was forbidden. I shook my head and decided to take a proper nap, I needed it after all that's happened the last two days. **

*************** CHAPTER 40 ~Damon’s POV~ The restroom echoed with the slam of the door behind her. Arianna’s scent lingered in the air, a maddening reminder of what had just transpired. I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as Mars roared in frustration. “Go after her!” Mars growled. “She’s ours, Damon. She’s fighting the bond, but she wants us.” “No,” I snapped back, my voice low and venomous. “She needs time to think, and pushing her now will only make her run further.”

She leaned over him, and his hand cupped the nape of her neck, their lips pressed together, furiously kissing even as they fucked. "Shinatri?" Anaria murmured. She recognized her best friend, and the man whose cock she sat on was none other than Wulfkar, one of Gorlann's trusted gladiators. Captor and captive watched the sight before them; Shinatri's long black hair streamed down her back, tinged silver in the moonlight, as her cunt pumped up and down the glistening shaft of the man beneath her. They looked not so much like captor and captive themselves as they did two genuine lovers. Shinatri's slender figure shook with the force of her gyrations, a thin trickle of pre-cum seeping from the

She was holding her breath, hoping this shy girl would turn out to be my true mate. Alpha Brandon and Alpha Kian had been family and allies for decades. Alpha Kian's older brother's mate was Alpha Brandon's sister before he was killed. When Alpha Kian waged war against Alpha Wyatt's pack, Alpha Brandon chose to ally with Alpha Kian. Since then, the Cliff Cave Pack has been expanding its territory on this side of the continent.