Furina X Arlecchino Novels & Stories

"Luna, do not resist Alpha. The Alpha has been eagerly anticipating your arrival ever since he gained his wolf. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I am Juno and I am Alpha Alphonse's Beta." Confused and caught off guard, I couldn't comprehend the strange terms they were using. "I can't make sense of what you're all saying! Alpha? Luna? Beta?" I found myself in a difficult situation, with two men firmly holding onto my arms. Despite my attempts to break free, it felt like an impossible task. "Don't make me laugh! Are we living in some kind of movie? If that's the case, tell me where the script and camera are, so I can understand what's going on!" I scoffed.

I stood up with a little help from Arrow. When we returned to the party, I was surprised to see that Alpha and Luna's spot was empty, and another seat had been added to the opposite side of Luna’s chair. When Alpha Jax saw us come in, he signaled to the DJ. “Everyone! Please welcome Alpha Arion, Alpha Arrow, and Luna Rina!”

Alaric stood center stage, Seraphina glowing with smug triumph at his side. “I won’t waste time,” Alaric declared. “The Nightshade Pack needs a Luna of strength. A she‐wolf who brings value. And that she-wolf… is Seraphina Langley.” Seraphina beamed. “Step aside, Seara. You were never meant to stand beside Alpha Alaric. That place was always mine.” Then Seraphina pressed her lips to Alaric’s in a claiming kiss that silenced the hall. Seara felt the last shard of her heart splinter, but she swallowed the pain like glass.

Even those further away, ignorant of the unfolding drama, felt the tension and unease, stood up and turned their attention to Archie. Evita, seemingly oblivious to the sudden change in atmosphere, appeared baffled. But amidst my lingering embarrassment, a spark of curiosity ignited within me. Slowly disentangling myself from Archie's embrace. What I found chilled me to the bone – Arche's eyes were ablaze with a chilling intensity. He was fixed on Evita, and when he spoke, his voice was a low, commanding growl, "Alisha is my wife, the sole Luna of Golden Crest. No one can replace her. If anyone harbors ill intentions towards her, I won't hesitate to extract payment in their blood."

Fiona said without looking up, She wiped sudden tears from her face. "Now who might you be?" Alek asked, cocking his head. Fiona finally looked up and saw that she was not talking to one of her men. She frowned and gathered herself from the floor. "I am alright, Darius," I answered him. "Thank you for asking." "I am Fiona," she extended her hand, batting her eyes seductively. "The Luna of this pack. I came to welcome you." "You are the Luna," Alek said, taking in her slutty appearance. "And you came to welcome us... by breaking through the window. "

As Daffodil shifted, the beautiful, big golden she-wolf, Arcel, appeared in front of Lexus. Arcel wiggled its tail and growled. Hearing such a growl, Lexus opened his eyes and he was surprised and thereafter has been truly mesmerized to see the golden wolf with almost shining fur in front of him. “Daffodil?” he said, murmuring with eyes shining with happiness. “I am Arcel, Daffodil's wolf.” The golden she-wolf mind linked Lexus and again its tail wiggled, showing its excitement to finally meet Lexus, their mate.

He looked Alaric’s age, maybe a few years older, with a friendly face that didn't seem to match the shark-like atmosphere of the room. "Julian," Alaric greeted him, though his voice remained guarded. "I didn't think art was your scene." "It’s not. But the sculptor is a client," Julian said, his eyes shifting to me. "And who is this? Don't tell me Alaric Vance finally settled down." "This is Elara Thorne," Alaric said, his grip on my back tightening almost imperceptibly. "My ward." Julian’s eyebrows shot up. "Arthur’s daughter? I’m so sorry for your loss, Elara. Your father was a titan."

Lady Corinne stepped forward from the shadow of the platform then, moonlight sliding off her pale hair like water off stone, and something in my stomach turned over — sick, sudden understanding of exactly whose voice had shaped the words in her son's mouth. "It's done." No cruelty colored her tone, which was somehow worse than if there had been. Just cold, clean satisfaction, the particular satisfaction of a woman watching a plan land exactly where she'd aimed it. "The bond is severed. Dara Adeyemi is no longer welcome among the Cross pack." Some animal part of me screamed to run, to get away before this humiliation finished carving itself into the memory of every wolf watching — but my legs

“Another charity case.” “Leave her alone, Cora,” another girl spoke softly from behind me. She had kind eyes. “I’m Anya.” “Selene.” “Don’t mind her,” Anya said, nodding towards Cora. “She’s just pissed she’s not in the Alpha’s bed anymore.” The Alpha. Our Alpha. The one I was here to serve. “Is he… here?” I asked Anya that afternoon as we polished an endless stretch of gold staircase “Who, Alpha Kirion?” she laughed. “Gods, no.”