Black Lagoon Revy And Rock Novels & Stories

called a gentle voice from inside. The healer's cottage smelled of dried herbs and burning sage. Eleanor Blackwood, the pack's healer for the past thirty years, looked up from her worktable where she was grinding something in a stone mortar. She was an older woman, her dark hair streaked with silver, her face lined with years of wisdom and compassion. "Luna Lyra," Eleanor said, her expression warm. Then her smile faded as she took in Lyra's appearance, the way she clutched at the doorframe for support. "Child, what's wrong?"

The Opal Moon pack, California Aria “Aria, you’d better hurry. We must start preparing breakfast and we are already late. Maria will be angry if we don’t start cooking on time.” There was a knock on the door, and I looked up in the mirror. My hair had turned black and my eyes were dark blue. Where was I? Where did my violet eyes go? I looked around and found myself in a small bathroom, with the faucet open. Wait, wasn’t that one of the Omega’s bathrooms back in the Opal Moon pack? Had Alicia sent me back already?

I was in a daze as I tried to figure out what was happening, it was then that a girl appeared in front of me catching my mate before she could fall to the ground. I stood on the spot dumbfounded as I tried to understand what just happened. I could see the disdain in her eyes when she rejected me, there was also a hint of anger in her eyes. I knew that there is a high chance that I will be rejected if my mate is not a rogue like but being rejected with disdain made me angry. I knew that she must have felt the aura on my body which made her realize that I was a rogue but being rejected as soon as she saw me hurt my pride.

Mom's voice cracked, and that was somehow worse than if she'd just said it mean. "What if we're setting her up to get hurt? What if she finds her mate tomorrow and he rejects her because she can't shift? You know how this works." I couldn't breathe. Couldn't move. The blankets slipped from my hands and hit the ground with a soft thud that felt too loud in my ears. "Pick those up, kid." I spun around and there was Gamma Luca, watching me with those eyes that saw too much. My face burned hot because he knew I'd been listening and there was no point pretending otherwise.

Scene 1: Beneath the Rebirth Moon The Rebirth Moon loomed enormous and alive, casting silver and crimson light over the Sanctuary. It shimmered like an open wound in the heavens, its pale glow fractured with veins of red, as though the universe itself held its breath. Wolves from every surviving pack had gathered here, seeking refuge and unity in the wake of endless wars. Light wolves with glistening ivory fur mingled uneasily with the dark-furred Eclipse wolves, their eyes wary, their paws twitching with centuries of ingrained hostility.

“All hail Wren Blackthorn, Luna of the black moon pack.” “Hail.” The pack sounded as one. “Well, isn't this nice?” A voice cut through the air.

Xyla’s P.O.V. (Continued) “What did you do, Neelie?” Mom yelled at her, anger and hurt evident in her voice. Hurt????? Why was she hurting? “I did nothing wrong, Luna. Please…… please believe me. I swear th… that I only prepared the curry with all the ingredients given to me. Other than that, I didn’t add a single thing on my own let alone something…. Something related to black magic, Luna. Please believe me.” Neelie cried desperately, hitting her forehead on the floor, looking at us pitifully, desperation evident in her eyes and expression.

The Record Stone picked up the names and displayed them for all to see. “This…” Even Mane was stunned by the team slate of the Black Team. “Black Saga” “Black Hammer” “Black Axe” “White Mask” “Black Mask” “Vital Orange” “What a surprise folks. Black Saga has stunned everyone here with his team order. Black Saga is fighting first!”

The both of them immediately look towards me. They're both naked; lily has so many bite and claw marks over her body. One in particular catches my eyes though— the mating mark on her neck. It's deep, raw and very fresh. Every single bone in my body goes stiff. “D-damien? Lily?” My voice is very hoarse. My mate scrambles for some clothes. I notice that he's not exactly bothered; there's no guilt in his movements. When he looks at me, deep brown eyes piercing mine, there's no remorse in them.

“You knew it talks?” He shrugged. “I set it up. Thought you’d like a shower that compliments you.” The panel chimed again. “You’re glowing today, Luna. Should I warm the tiles beneath your feet?” I gave it a glare. “Now you’re just showing off.” Maverick walked in and tapped another button. The shower dimmed into golden steam and the ambiance shifted to ocean breeze. “There. Romantic wave mode.” “Of course you’d choose romantic wave.” “You inspire it.”