Caitlyn Arcane Season 1 Novels & Stories

She turns back toward the house, her resolve firm, but stops in her tracks when she sees Matt coming toward her, his expression serious. “Aunt Caitlyn?” he asks. “Did the Head-Coordinator call?” “No,” she replies, shaking her head. “But I need your help.” “Anything,” Matt says immediately, his readiness offering a small comfort. “I want you to gather everyone—Katya, Kira, and Alana,” Caitlyn instructs. “Have them bring every resource they can find—books, notes, spells, whatever might help us figure this out. And there’s someone else I need you to contact: an elder named Maia. Tell her Alpha Caitlyn is summoning her. She’s a psychic and might be able to shed some light on this.”

"Brittany wants to see you, to give you thanks about saving her." I watched as she debated this for some time, even talking to one of her advisers who was dressed in all black and red regalia battle armor. Once the adviser left, she returned her focus to me. "I am anxious to say that I cannot come and see the both of them." The Queen remained firm with her answer, she had lived for thousands of years, I'm sure she had been asked this many times over. "Until Kaitlyn comes to terms, I cannot overstep. Kaitlyn must learn who she is—and that will take her down a dark, and terrible road, but it must be done. You know and understand this."

Caitlyn ’s POV I woke up sore on my birthday. Attributes of great sex, I was grateful for the strange man from last night. He had fucked me with a lot of audacity, something I had missed in a while. I never drank whenever I was Fire— some of Caitlyn ’s meticulous tendencies showed occasionally. Not because I didn’t mind a drink or two but because it made it easier to find home after every spontaneous activity or stripping session. I couldn’t risk getting lost in my city and being found drunk and miserable.

That Scarlet would turn into a vampire. If Caitlin hadn’t found the journal, if she hadn’t met with Aiden, if Aiden hadn’t told her what he had, then maybe now she could be more easily convinced, could dismiss it all as Caleb had. But knowing this, there was no way she could let it go. A part of her wondered whether she should show her journal to Caleb, tell him about her meeting with Aiden—but she knew that would just further isolate him, just make him certain she was crazy. Whether he believed her or not didn’t matter to her anymore. She was strong enough to do this alone—and she would do whatever she had to to rescue her daughter.

– they say “Wait, she is linked to Olivia, I grabbed her wrist and Olivia got the same bruise, and Isobel” “That’s an easy spell to break” – the younger with replies. It was the first time she actually spoke to me. “Tell me your name?” – I ask her “Morgana” – she says in a low tone. “Morgana, remember something. If you hurt my mate you won’t make it to the council, did I make myself clear?” “Yes you did” – she says with a carrying smile. I breathe deeply and I open the door allowing them to get out in front of me, we walk downstairs and they stop in front of the cell and start setting candles, salt, drawing some stuff with chalk on the floor and they start chanting.

and “you saved us.” “Cassia,” began the woman who had first spotted her in the room, her voice strong, if touched by her own tears. “If you hadn’t come for us, Kaylen and I would likely be in front of Devlin Anwir” - she said the name like she was spitting it - “this very moment.” Cassia’s head snapped to look at the woman, causing her to wince slightly. “Anwir?” She breathed. The woman nodded, solemn. “Kaylen and I -” she indicated the curly redhead beside her, “are both Lycans.”

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

Eric said while wiping blood from his nose. Xavier took a deep breath. “Fine, I will keep your sister here but ask her to stay away from humans and wolves,” Xavier said. Eric nods. ************ “You don’t know?” asked Zila. “No, I don’t know any of that. All I know is my dad left us when we were kids and our mom died and then it was Eric who raised me,” she said. Carol took a deep breath and everyone went silent. “Guys, is there anything, I don’t know,” she said.

They both gave me a little bow. “May I introduce to you, queen Audrey and king George Chanler of the Northern kingdom,” I did not know for how long I stood there frozen in shock as I stared at my parents like they were aliens who had come to abduct me. My parents were lycans so this means that I was not a werewolf but a Lycan. I was not just a regular Lycan, I was a Lycan princess. My head went blank and I could not utter a word.

I was familiar with nightmares, I had a lot of them when Lea passed away but never had I seen anyone struggle to get away from one with such pain and was barely able to like she did. I had asked Lucas, a young man from the clan to gather every piece of information he could on her since Silas and I were busy. Today we were meeting with another Lycan pack on the west side to suggest an alliance. Silas and I were currently in front of the house of a young Lycan named Kallen, the son of the previous leader of that clan. He was in his late twenties and had a handsome face with a full set of fangs, but what I noticed the most was those red glowing eyes. He was one of the rare lycans who couldn't s