Got Castle Black Novels & Stories

the council leader from my pack said. I walked and stood close to my father, hoping they would change their mind but I was so wrong about it. " I want to welcome both Packs to this gathering. It is with great pleasure to have you here. This gathering is just to inform both parties of the implications and what is required of the" he said. His voice sounded like a sword piercing through my heart. I swallowed hard as I tried to ignore the eyes that were on me. " This will lead to a blood marriage between both parties. Your souls will be bound together by dark magic from the moment the oath is taken. And none of you should hurt each other nor are you to betray" he said.

I fake a yawn, but it turns real halfway through, and my eyes water again. He shakes his head like I am a problem he does not want to deal with. Yeah, he definitely hates me. I must have done something terrible to him in another life. That is the only explanation that makes sense right now. Sully parks right in front of the entrance. The engine quiets, and the space around us feels too still for a moment. So this is where the Alpha lives. Blackwood Castle. He does not look like someone who owns a place like this. Then again, neither did Damian. Looks do not seem to matter much with people like them.

he said lightly. Lie. I knew it. But I didn’t push. “Didn’t expect to see you here,” he added, his gaze scanning me like he was trying to figure something out. I lifted my chin. “I could say the same.” His eyes sharpened. “Blackthorn isn’t exactly…” He paused. “…easy to get into.” There it was. The subtle dig. I smiled sweetly. “Good thing I didn’t come here the easy way.” Recognition flickered in his eyes. “Scholarship,” he said.

“You two need to explain this to her very carefully so she understands exactly what she is. From this moment on, both of you will watch your backs around Betty and her friends. Understood?” Mitchell and I nod in unison. I turn and start the long walk up the tarmac toward the main castle. Gage falls into step beside me, his boots clicking sharply against the hard ground. “There is only one king missing now,” Gage says quietly, keeping his eyes on the castle doors ahead. “The Black King arrives at dawn. Then we can begin the summit tomorrow.” I stare at the massive stone archway of the council hall. “Let’s hope it stays bloodless,” I mutter.

My three sweet boys are sitting in that cheap rogue motel all alone, and any bad hunter could grab them. “Let me out! This is against the pack law! Let me out!” I scream and beat my fists on the wood, but no one answers me. Inside the biggest, most expensive den in Myhill Crest Hall, Blackmoor Crescent Keep, Gali Blackmoor storms through the gates. He does not even take off his heavy snow cloak or his muddy boots as he runs straight up the stone stairs to the young master's nursery. The old butler follows him, panting hard.

I ran toward him. “STAY BACK!” He looked up, the curse already taking full control. “Shadow spell,” Tall guy said, strolling over like he had all night to play around. “Black Moon sends his greeting. He’s taking the wheel now. You’re about to see what a fully owned cursed wolf looks like.” “No. Black Moon won’t win this time around.” I stared at Killian. “Come on, beat this! You’ll be a fucking loser if you don’t!” “They are overpowering me.” His voice sounded like they were multiple forces inside him. “Leave now. They want me to kill you but I won’t. It’s so hard not to listen.”

I lock the screen and drop my bucket of Ben and Jerry's ice cream as I walk towards the front door. God I hope it's not George. I'm not in the mood for a conversation right now and I didn't tell George the company I was supposed to get a job at was Killian Black's company. I don't think I'll be able to answer his questions. It's not like I owe him any answers. I unlock the door and pull it open, revealing no other than the devil himself. Killian fucking Black. What's he doing here? How did he find me? And why on Earth is he looking so damn hot in that fine custom tailored suit?

Half an hour later, a group of masked men filed into the grand castle hall, bowing respectfully, "We've combed through the castle, Master, and the Holy Jade Amulet is nowhere to be found." Just as expected. "It's of no consequence." The Black Maple Master stood tall, his eyes gleaming with ambition. "As of today, this castle is the new stronghold of the Black Maple Organization. Let it be known that any trespassers will be shown no mercy... They will be executed on sight!"

Her chest heaved, and she nodded. “I – I think so? Oh, God,” she moaned, dropping her chin to her chest. “I don’t know what’s happening to me, Callie. I woke up, covered in blood and mud and soaked through with rain, up at that creepy old castle – Blackwood, I think it’s called, though I don’t remember going there – and there was nobody around. But there was police tape everywhere, flapping, and there were ambulances and police cars parked around me. It was like they’d all been forgotten.”

An hour later, they arrived at the castle gate. Both of them stepped out of the sleek, black car, the engine’s low rumble fading into the distance as they approached the massive, iron-clad gate. The castle loomed ahead, its towering spires piercing the cloudy evening sky. The gate was an imposing structure, adorned with intricate carvings of mythical creatures and ancient symbols that spoke of the castle’s storied history.