Fairy Tail Mirajane Satan Soul Halphas Novels & Stories

Her silver braid lay heavy over her shoulder, a single wolf tooth bound at its tip. Kael stood beside her younger, sharper. And across the circle: Saris Thorne. But this Saris was still Hale-born. Her cloak was marked with the unbroken crescent. She hadn’t yet turned. “We can stop this,” Mira said. “The bloodshed. The pride.” Saris smiled kind, false. “You’re afraid of what we could become.” “I’m afraid of what we’ll destroy in the process.” “This Pact,” Saris said, stepping forward, “is a leash. You’ve taught our kind to fear their own power. I’ll teach them to own it.”

--- Later that night, Mira sat beside Aria in her private quarters. “Think they’ll follow?” Mira asked. “They already are,” Aria replied. “You lit a spark. Now we have to keep it burning.” Mira stared into the fireplace, where embers danced like tiny stars. “Then let’s start the fire.” --- Far away, beneath the shadowed reaches of the Hollow Fang’s deepest sanctum, Seer Halvek knelt before a pool of black water. On its surface, the image of Mira flickered—standing before a crowd, defiant and brave.

Mira looked sympathetically at me. “You must have somebody stronger than they are,” she said. I frowned. “Is that even possible?” She did not respond on the spot. Rather, she was tapping her fingers on the table as though she was thinking. Then she said, “There may be one person.” I lifted my head. “Who?” Mira hesitated for a second. “Lucian Silverfang.” The name meant nothing to me. “Who is that?” I asked. Mira threw back her chair.

The rage inside me kept me upright. “They have his soul,” I muttered. Damien stopped short. “You saw that thing Mira was holding?” “It was a soul shard,” I whispered. “His essence, broken and enslaved. That’s why he looked like that. She split him, Damien. And she’s using the pieces to anchor him in our world.” He gritted his teeth. “So how do we stop her?” I turned to him, feeling my own power trembling just under the surface. “We take back the shards. Every piece of his soul. We bring him back whole—or we end it before he becomes something worse.”

Mira smirked and continued chopping her vegetables. “You are issuing an arrest? What is wrong with you?” I reduced my tone. “Harry, I grew soft. I forgot about the pains he put me through but after his meeting with me today, I know exactly what I am doing”. She opened the pressure pot and poured the vegetables in it. “Mira, this is my brother, your husband. Your new life and your reputation. Do you want to gamble with all that?” I asked softly. She looked at me and pointed a knife at me. “Stay away from this fight or I will drag you down the hill”.

“I don’t know what you think I am, but I’m not…” “I am the High Priestess of the White Coven,” she interrupted. “And you are a witch, Mira.” I shook my head violently. “No. I don’t believe you. Witches are not real.” “And the master of this house isn't a werewolf,” she said casually. A bitter laugh slipped out of my mouth. “This is all a hallucination. It's not real.” “It is your reality,” she snapped, and the air around me seemed to thicken with her anger. “You were brought here for a reason. Have you found the demon energy?”

Mira’s knees struck the stone with enough force that she winced. “I am Mira Carey,” she said through clenched teeth. “I pledge my allegiance to Luna Selene, Alpha Ronan, and BloodHowl. I offer my loyalty, service, and life in defense of the crown.” Her voice was barely audible, but the rage in her eyes screamed every word she refused to say. The satisfaction that moved through me wasn’t gentle or forgiving. For years, she had enjoyed watching me lower myself to serve her. She had laughed when Helene treated me like filth and joined in whenever humiliating me might earn her another scrap of attention.

He let out. “Mira, her name is Mira. And is not just anyone, she is your mate and a human. You are killing her.” Sirie said but he simply got up, walking right past her. But immediately she stood right in front of him. “Think carefully, Kade. You’re not an animal, you are not one of those…………..”

*Sighed deeply* "Hmm, Kathryn dear, a lot is exceptional about the Alpha! Asides from the fact that he is so strong and undefeatable, he has some special qualities that all other packs don't possess including ours." "Special qualities? What are they?" Kathryn seems confused. "Yes, dear! For instance, the Omegas has blue lenses whilst, Betas have yellow lenses. But, only the one genuine Alpha always has a red lens." Helen deciphered **Alpha Order** further to Kathryn. "But mom i----" *Honk* Kathryn that was carried away in her thoughts jumped up with fright immediately she heard a car horning at her to move away from the highway. She apologized and walked away to the other end of the road.

Michael nods, “Though we are fallen, we can sense most angelic bloodlines. Your lineage is quite strong. Your father must be an ancient Seraphim.” “Yeah, he’s pretty old,” she answers cheekily. Michael and I chuckle in response because even the oldest Seraphim isn’t as old as we are. We were the first. “My brother Kell and his mate were unable to come here due to scheduling conflicts, but they are working on helping Lana as well. Mara is a Breija and is working on her visions to see if she can glean any information on the Destroyer’s prophecy. She also has the power to absorb and interpret information from scriptures.” Mikhail states.