Barley X Ravenpaw Novels & Stories

Within seconds… Arawn… The horses… And the haunting sound of the Hunt… Had vanished into the ancient forest. Only one thing remained behind. A single silver feather. Resting in the frost where Arawn had stood. Rowan bent to pick it up. The moment her fingers touched it… She saw a flash of a battlefield beneath a blood-red moon. A woman stood at its center. A great silver Direwolf at her side. And across the battlefield… A much younger Arawn. The vision vanished as quickly as it had come. Rowan stumbled backward, clutching the feather to her chest.

Raven didn’t know if she wanted to run, kill, or stand tall. She felt so conflicted after this. She’d experienced nothing like this ever. Raven didn’t have words for it. She never heard about the annoying pain of the healing bite wound. No one had ever bitten her before. She wasn’t a fighter and Raven was skilled at avoiding bar brawls. So, it never came up. At this moment, Raven confronted a prowling male. Otherwise known as her mate, Alpha Dominic Jones. She was so screwed when this became public. No one would feel happy about this.

Alvaro nodded, encouraging Arga so that he would answer Aryadi's question. “I'm sorry, Mr. Yadi,” whispered Arga half scared. “The, the Cursed took Barbara… kidnapped her. I couldn't do anything.” “No.” Aryadi shook his head in disbelief. He turned to look at Mr. Alvaro. “Tell me that this kid is just kidding, Al.” Arga may often be nosy and lie just for entertainment, but the kid cannot possibly fake wolf hair on his face and arms. Wolf-shifters can't change themselves by half like that.

His gaze was piercing, like he could see right through her. "About that..." She began, but he stopped her with a shake of his head. "You don't have to explain to me." He said softly. "If you need to be alone, you only have to say it. I'll keep my distance." Now she felt horrible for avoiding him like a plague. She sighed and looked back at him. "What's the raven for? I've never seen it." "It's a messenger bird." He explained. "The Wildings use them to send important messages to other packs."

Mia on her part was trying to disguise her moves in case they were going to find her out like that. What a surprise, a rogue wolf jumped on Delilah calling her Raven. "He's a fool" Kathryn mocked. Of course he was or perhaps he wasn't told that Raven was a superior and a boss. The rogue was supposed to be looking at the ones with gloves.

Chapter 44 – The Queen’s Gambit The forest was silent again. Too silent. Raven’s chest rose and fell as she leaned against a moss-covered boulder, silver fire still sparking along her claws before fading back into her skin. Sweat clung to her temple, her hair damp with it. Every part of her wolf ached to keep fighting, to rip through the rest of Selene’s serpents until nothing remained. But she forced herself still. Forced herself calm.

It seemed they didn’t care too much about the gruesome battle raging outside; their eyes were on the invisible barrier surrounding the house. As the witches walked along the edge, creating a semicircle around the barrier, another figure stepped out from the growing fog outside the tree line. The tall Raven had straight black hair that ran almost the entire length of her back. She was thin and had strange black markings all over her pale skin, which seemed to whirl on her skin as she began muttering something. A black film emerged as she chanted, swirling around her body in pulses.

Raven reached carefully for her ribs, fingers precise, expression focused, “Tell me if this hurts.” She hissed softly, then exhaled, “It hurts but it is not wrong.” Raven nodded once, satisfied, “Two cracked, not broken, your wolf will push the healing through in hours now that the binding is gone.” I leaned closer, unable to help myself, “Hours.” “Yes,” Raven replied, “she will be sore, not fragile.” Bailey looked up at me then, eyes steady, “I am not fragile.” “I know,” I said immediately, then softened it, “I just need to hear it said out loud sometimes.”

Raven gasped, staggering back. Kael didn’t hesitate. He lunged, sinking his claws deep into Raven’s chest. Raven’s eyes widened in shock. His mouth opened, as if to speak, but no words came. Blood trickled from his lips. Kael twisted the blade of his claws deeper. “This is for every life you’ve destroyed.” With one final push, he ripped his claws free. Raven collapsed to his knees, gasping for breath. His body swayed before finally falling face-first into the dirt.

Both of them shifted; Raven transformed into a large brown wolf with a hint of white on her tail, whereas Goldie became a powerful, large brown wolf with dark ears and blue sapphire eyes. Goldie didn't give Raven a chance to charge at her. Fed up with playing games, she grabbed Raven by the neck, checked her hard, and swung her to the ground. Raven clawed her on the side, causing injuries that would heal when she went into the tent. I started to worry as Raven proved to be tougher than I had initially thought. Raven dug her claws into Goldie's back, tearing flesh. Goldie growled and kicked Raven off of her, sending her wolf form flying across the field. Goldie ran over to Raven, grabbed her