Author Black Novels & Stories

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

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grumbled Black. "What?" "Shut up."

Rolling my eyes, I got up. ''I know someone is there. Either you show yourself or leave. I suggest you chose the latter!'' I barked angrily. I could smell a wet dog probably its just the wet stuffy scent of the rain mixed with wood. I need not ask anymore. A big, black wolf with golden eyes emerged from behind the bushes. I gasped at how big it was, dark as the night. It was darker than black.

Black could protect his own daughter, but my need to guard my mate was in my blood. Mr. Black is a wildlife monitor, but he is also part of our pack in a way. Mr. Black is part of all the packs in the country. I’m pretty sure Evelyn has no clue. I have only heard the stories about why he left, but he did it to protect his family.

I don’t know if it’s the mission itself or knowing Zane is here, but my heart is already racing, my blood heating in my veins. I see the guy who’s supposed to pick me up standing at the edge of the tarmac. Tall, broad, dressed in black, and wearing sunglasses that don’t hide the fact that he’s one of Arkyn’s men. He gives me a short nod before walking over, tossing a black bag my way. “Sorry, Alpha’s orders,” he mutters. “Blindfold goes on. It’s the only way to the Vega pack.”

I heard Vera ask and I shifted my gaze to her. "It can't be the same person, right?" I asked Vera as if she knew about Black. "Who can't be the same person?" I heard Vera ask. "Black and Alexander?" I blurted out, "Who is Black?" I heard Vera ask before my mind registered what was happening. "Nothing," I said quickly and tried to compose myself. Alexander has hazel eyes, Black has green eyes. I thought. They might be of the same height, same size and same body stature but their faces looked different. Black looks more white than Alexander. It's just my mind playing tricks on me. I thought and felt a bit relaxed.

I questioned, trying to sound as friendly as I could. He gave me a glance, which was a little less unfriendly than the dirty ones he had been throwing our way. “You know,” he said, growing annoyed as the time passed. “I am wasting my breath here. Mr. Black was right. You all are so fake.” My lips parted. Mr. Black? Nathan? Could it be? His full name was Nathan Black. It only made sense that he had a hand in whatever was happening. I recalled the familiar wolf I saw just standing on the sidelines, staring at the wolves tearing each other apart. The cloaked woman who was sitting on his back muttered inaudible words under her breath while making strange movements with her hands.

The air smells like horses and male sweat, sweetened by the heather that grows in the surrounding mountains. A little way ahead of them stands James with a large white horse. Its mane is the color of moonlight. He’s looking away from his men, up at the sky. Not far from him, I spot Blake. He’s dressed all in black, and stands still among the chaos. The wind ruffles his dark hair. His expression is unreadable. A flash of anger surges through me. I walk to him, and tilt my head. There is no smirk on his lips. He emanates darkness.

And I had one target and one alone… the darkness. I closed the distance behind Lisa just as she raised both hands to crush an entire line of wolves, including Xavier. I drove the spear into her back. The sound… It wasn’t a scream. It was the sound of a universe cracking. Lisa arched, a guttural snarl ripping from her throat as black light shot through her body. She turned, slowly, her eyes glowing pitch-black, veins dark as ink spreading across her face. “You,” she hissed. “You human stain.”