Decan Scorpio Novels & Stories

And as she stared into his icy eyes, Scar knew that whatever it was would be a torment unlike anything she'd ever known. Stanley extended a hand to her, showing off the green tattoo on his hand and wrist that was identical to Scar's. The only difference was that parts of it were black, others an angry red. She hadn't realized that Stanley had a mark, too. Shit. That must have been how he tracked her. Scar whimpered, feeling the hot sting of tears in her eyes. She had nowhere left to run. The goblins who held her were merciless and hateful, full of lust for violence and blood.

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

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I relished the feel of it, but then the memory of his betrayal speared a path through my chest and I pulled back. “Thank you,” he said earnestly. “The Alpha of Devil Siege would be duly informed and then we can plan the ceremony for the next full moon which is just three days away.” My brain skids to a halt and every single thought in my head dies a swift death. What the hell? I had had the opportunity to choose the last time. What changed? “What do you mean the Alpha of Devil Siege?” I asked. Rogen looked at me, confusion on his face. “I thought you said yes to this?”

“You’ve been waiting for this for years. Now she’s here, and she’s—” “I said don’t,” I growled, the edge of my Lycan voice lacing through. My eyes burned gold, the beast pushing at my skin. “OUT!” The roar cracked from my chest, vibrating the very walls. Orion’s power surged through the word, layered with Alpha command, leaving no room for argument.

His reaction was a mix of horror and complete astonishment. He stared at the terrifying figure from head to toe with his eyes wide open. Then, he began to become defensive and yelped, "Amaranth, where did you get something like this? You’re scaring me! You win, you win! I give up. Are you happy now? I promise to forgive you if you drop the act and come out now!" However, the only thing resembling a response was the suffocating air circulating inside the morgue. He listened to his voice echo inside the claustrophobic space.

I explained. “You have us however you need us. We will do everything we can to help you fight,” Mateo said. That was good to hear because the next will be the biggest thing for them to wrap their heads around. They were doing really well so far. Hopefully, that would continue. “And that is why we knew we could count on you. The next thing we will explain is the biggest. It must stay between us for now until the council is taken care of properly. The prophecy mentions us as the Enchanted Dezentrae. Kenzie’s and my marks are not the typical ones,” I explained before we both exposed our marks for them to see.

With a single shake of his head, he left the office for his own, determined to dig it out of Christian. Christian poured himself a glass of The Dalmore Constellation 1964 scotch. He chugged the expensive liquid in one gulp. He merely blinked as it burned his throat, he placed the glass on the cabinet. His thoughts drifted yet again to the girl, he cussed himself for not asking her name. He had no idea about where she lived, he didn't get her phone number either.

She traded her brilliant future for his life. Pulling Julian from a burning car cost Nora her career, her mobility, and her peace of mind. Guilt-ridden, Julian married her. He built a safe, padded world to care for her broken body—paying back a life-or-death debt with zero actual love. Then his long-lost first love returned from Paris. Clara claims Nora’s care is holding her back. She convinces Julian to strip away Nora’s comfort and ignore her desperate panic attacks in the name of "tough love." While Julian turns icy cold to his wife, he showers Clara with romance and expensive gifts. He thinks Nora is trapped. He’s wrong. Silently, secretly, Nora just accepted a dream offer in Londo

I could feel the darkness down there, heavy and suffocating. "What is my final lesson?" I asked. The five Ancients joined hands, forming a link around me. The Hall of Stars began to glow with a different light—a deep, ancient blue that mirrored the color of the wolf spirits. "You must learn to see without your eyes," the female Ancient whispered. "Morvanna has hidden the Black Altar where Marcus is being held. It is draped in shadows that no human or wolf can pierce. But the Sovereign does not see shadows. She sees the heat of the soul."