Arwen Novels & Stories

After a few seconds he slams it open again. "What the hell dude.." Reece exclaims. "Happy birthday Morgana.. and um welcome to the pack I guess..." Aaron says and escapes one more time through the door. I turn around and look at Reece who offers me a warm smile. "It's Charles.." I say to him and his facial expression goes from happy to sad in a matter of seconds. "Well, tell him to scram.." He says moving towards me. 'Who the hell is Charles and why is he interrupting us?' My wolf asks from inside me but I just ignore her.

“I name Isolde Voss as my Luna. Under the Old Law of the Northern Packs, I claim my bond with Isolde Voss. Before this day ends, I will take her as my mate and my bonded wife.” The color drained from Father Voren’s face. Very slowly, he turned toward me. His old eyes held something close to pity. “Ariadne Voss.” “Yes, Father Voren.” “Under the Old Law of the Northern Packs, do you accept this rejection?” Six hundred people waited for my answer. The Alphas watched from the front row. Isolde remained motionless behind me. I lifted my head higher. My eyes found Caelum Sterling. The Alpha I had been engaged to for seven years.

I checked the mirror one last time. The emerald dress clung to every curve the ones I had spent my entire life hating. The ones Alpine called "cow-like" and Arwen mocked at every opportunity but tonight, I didn't hate what I saw. The King had chosen this dress. He had looked at me and known exactly what would fit. I didn't know what to do with that. I reached for the vial on the nightstand and applied the perfume carefully. One drop behind each ear. The witch's magic settled over me like a second skin, burying my scent beneath layers of something floral and forgettable but no one would smell it now.

Although we had guards and warriors in our pack that could punish Miranda, nobody was as good with a whip as Demeter. As I left my office in a mad dash to find Arwen I knew I had never seen a wolf as strong as Iris. Her words still ringing in my ears, I was sure she was still in the building. I could feel our link but, I could not mind link her. I tried regardless. “Arwen my love, can you hear me?” There was no answer but I pressed on. “What you saw was a misunderstanding, I love you, you are my world, please talk to me let me explain, please my love.”

Arthur’s POV This can’t be. I shake my head in disbelief. It can’t. “You can’t reject her.” Ares warns me. “How?” I whisper, trying to gather my thoughts. “A second chance, maybe.” Before I can reply to Ares, I lock eyes with the lady in platinum hair. My heart skips a beat, as I witness her eyes glow a mesmerizing tortoise blue shade that nobody notices but me.

Lily stood up in front of everyone a little timidly, she also stretched her arms out in front of her, recited a spell like Amity, closed her eyes, then opened them again, without any movement. Elias laughed loudly: “Amity, you're giving her a hard time. For an ordinary person like her, there is no power to summon heavenly auras like our wolves." “That's right, Amity. Lily is just an ordinary person.” Venn agreed with his master's words and continued.

"I know it sounds ridiculous, but I can detect the presence of werewolves from afar through my intuition, Prince Arthur. Besides, if they are planning to use boats, targeting them will be a piece of cake. You can be assured that my prowess in archery skills will never let any enemies come closer to the Kingdom!" Next to speak was Aravis, who did the same. She proceeds to explain her expertise as well. "My weapon is crossbows filled with poison for werewolves. Although I can't target enemies from the sea, we can't rule out the possibility of being attacked by numerous werewolves from a short distance!" After Aravis, Arwen introduced herself. "My weapon is falca

Arwen said. Arwen was younger than both demon women, she had long black hair and light red eyes with a slim body. Xena hearing what Arwen said boiled in anger and she raised her hand up to slap Arwen but she was thrown back with a strong force as Arwen had used her powers to protect herself. Though she was no match for the two demon woman. Xena stood up from the ground even more angrier than before as it was disgrace for a lower rank demon to throw her away with just a wave of hand.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

" I followed the scent to a corner of the room that seems kind of quiet. There weren't many people there, so I was wondering who amongst them it could be. The scent kept growing stronger the farther I got from the gathering. I saw twonfigure standing in the distance, but I couldn't make out who they were. They seemed to be hugging each other, and I didn't want to disturb them, but the scent seemed to be coming from their direction. I squinted my eyes as I walked closer, and as I watched them, the man moved away from the woman, sniffing the air. I smiled as I saw that he had also caught my scent. I ran towards them, but my steps slowed down when I saw who it was. It was Arthur, standing there