Romans & histoires Battle Hardened Harry Potter Summoned Fanfiction Daphne

Prince Roderick inquired, his voice laced with curiosity. Daphne brushed a strand of her obsidian hair behind her ear, a delicate smile playing on her lush lips. "Actually, you have nothing to worry about. I came to check on your well-being, with your brother who is also now absent." she replied, her eyes, a deep shade of emerald, sparkling with genuine concern.

, Daphne asked Sarah after their laughter had died down, she pulled the shirt over her head and walked into the bathroom, not closing the door so she and Sarah could still talk, “Yes, your message was sent very early this morning. We should be expecting all the werewolves in the kingdom by afternoon”, she answered and headed into the walk-in closet, she picked out Daphne’s clothes and laid them unto the bed, “So”, she began, “What do you think you are going to do with them?”, her curiosity was peaked. She had never known Daphne to be the violent type so you could imagine her initial shock when she found out that Daphne was the one dealing with Emilia and Fiona from Fredrick.

My hand went right under the blanket, finding my hard root. Tanwen nodded in agreement. *Daphne just left. Can you make sure she gets back okay? She’s a bit … volatile. Just follow her maybe, make sure she doesn’t get lost,* I mind-linked to Puck. *Sure thing,* he replied. Daphne Patterson, hmm. You will be my Queen little Omega.

***Daphne Pov*** We lunged forward now covered by two Queens , Adam and Casey and the warrior Anthony. We had spotted the witch who was huddled away slightly runes on her skin glowed as she chanted. I raced towards her and she saw me. We made brief eye contact before a wall of fire surrounded her. I paused unable to advance now I could feel the heat from her barrier and not knowing what to do now the book sensed my scared feelings and it flipped itself open.

Hearing the king summon through mind linked was a mind blow for Daphne, she entered her room with rage, thinking how Ragnar suddenly changed because of the witch. Now, she is standing at the king's door, carrying a coffee in her hand, she prepared exactly the way the king always wanted his coffee to be, wanting to use it to bribe her way into the king's heart, she has heard he sent the little witch into the dungeon. She readjusted her clothes, exposing her cleavage, then she knocked for the second time, slowly the door finally opened, she let out a relieving breath and walked in.

Daphnie looked like a dream in her sapphire gown. Daphne was effortlessly beautiful, the kind of girl who didn’t need to try to shine she just did. Her long, golden hair shimmered like sunlight,Her hazel eyes sparkled with mischief and warmth, always full of energy and unspoken plans. She was bold, outspoken, and unafraid to chase what she wanted, especially when it came to love. Daphne had a natural confidence, the kind that drew people in without effort. She could light up any room with her laughter and charm, and even though we weren’t related by blood, she was more than just my best friend she was my family, my anchor, my sister in every way that mattered.

ZACHARY’S POV The prisoner’s words echoed in my head over and over again. “You can’t protect her from what she is.” What is she? I could feel it and see it even, the power burning around her. Daphne wasn’t just an ordinary omega. The walls had shattered the moment she released that surge of power. The spell that held the detention together had broken as well. Except now we had another problem to deal with which was the massive amount of gas that had been sealed inside.

But one thing was clear, I had followed my heart. And I hope I don't regret it. “Care!” Xavier moved slowly toward me, but I raised a hand to stop him. “I can’t do this,” I whispered. “Not right now.” He froze in his steps, hurt flashing across his face, like he wanted to argue about something, but he didn’t get to… Because another figure appeared at the end of the hallway. Daphne. She was dressed in her usual morning jog gear, black leggings, a grey hoodie clinging to her frame from the light sheen of sweat. her steps halted the moment she spotted Xavier outside my door.

I almost ended up deflowering Eleanor and her crying face was still imprinted in my mind. "Did something happen master?" She asked. I dropped my hands and stood up from my throne. "Which idiot waters them?" I asked seriously. "I believe it's Ose." She answered. "Summon him!" I spat on top of my voice. She closed her eyes then slowly went down to her knees as I sat down angrily watching her call on his name three times. "You called me Ducan?" He asked immediately as he walked in. He looked happy and his damn smile said it all.

-Jackson- The rain poured down on me, but I barely felt it. I pushed my body harder than ever. My wolf was clawing inside me, growling and pissed off. He would not be quiet these days. He was always grumbling and demanding I did more to get our mate back, to win her over. I wanted to. I wanted nothing more, but Daphne was no ordinary wolf. She was not even a wolf. Daphne was a lycan from a high-status family, and… she was engaged to someone else. It filled me with anger when I learned.