Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Arcturus Black Is Angry

Selene growled low in my mind, sensing the implication – he thought I had come here to spy on Silvano and Aurora. I turned around, meeting his gaze with an unexpected chill in mine. "What are you trying to say?" Harry didn't even have the decency to look embarrassed at being called out. "I just thought someone like you wouldn't be into racing, so I was curious." "Someone like me?" I locked eyes with him, allowing Selene's anger to filter through. "Mr. Blackwood, are we that familiar with each other? Do you know me well enough to make such assumptions? Since you think you understand me so thoroughly, why don't you tell me exactly what kind of person you believe I am?"

The scene inside slammed into me like a physical blow. Lucian Blackwood had the woman bent over his desk. Her dress was bunched around her waist, expensive silk crumpled like discarded tissue. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into bare flesh hard enough to leave marks. The sharp crack of skin meeting skin echoed through the room. She moaned, a throaty, desperate sound. “Harder,” she gasped. “Please, Alpha.” My body froze. Brain struggling to process. This was the legendary playboy heir I’d been warned about, the man I was supposed to report to, the future leader of the most powerful pack in the northern territories.

I contained with all my energy the urge to break down in tears, the anguish coursing through my body was nothing compared to the ordeal with Arthur, seeing him in that way broke my heart into a thousand pieces, and fortunately for me, he hadn't noticed my presence; because the only thing he would encounter when he lifted his gaze would be a face bathed in sadness. "I need you to make sure he goes back to that damn prison, Black," he growled, sparks flying from his eyes, forcing me to stop because I was ready to turn back where I came from, I wouldn't be able to face the situation, it was too much for me. "They're all incompetent! How did they allow him parole? He's a psychopath! I don't care

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

Bianca started to take a step toward the Red Moon Alpha, but Black lifted her with one arm to rest her against his hip. With each additional step Magnus took, Harry felt more and more crushed to the ground. His breathing became labored, and he felt like his lungs and heart were being squeezed by an invisible force. Alpha Black looked down at him, his usual cold, the impassive expression on his face. However, no one could ignore the dull rage emanating from him. He placed a kiss against the temple of his Luna without ever taking his eyes off the neck of the red-haired Alpha kneeling before them. "How dare a cub like you show his fangs to my Luna, Harry?"

Dante’s gaze turned colder after Darius Harrington spoke. But this time, Aurora Blackwood moved first. “That’s enough,” she said firmly. Aurora stepped between them again. Her body was still slightly weak, but there was no room to argue with the tone of her voice. “You’re not children.” Darius fell silent, while Dante continued staring at the man without blinking. There were too many emotions tangled inside him now. Anger. Humiliation. And more than anything—

Get the fuck up, Merlin! Or I swear I will let Hunger and my slaughter butterflies have you as their dinner! Black painted nails dug against the armrests of Maleficent’s chair. Though calm and devoid of any emotion from her face and collected façade, her anger was reaching its limit within her. The shadows inside her trembled to the point wherein she could feel the fluttering of her slaughter butterflies that were loitering around the floating island. Cent also felt the distress signal of Hunger, asking her unconscious mind on what to do with the being riding him all of a sudden which was not part of the plan. She knew that Hunger was suppressing his desire to unleash his real form and chew

Both Mina and Arthur tumbled to the floor as a seething Murdok came hurdling down the stairs just after. Rori gasped as the sight of Murdok both terrified and soothed her inside. He looked furious with his long black hair pulled up high on his head. His eyes were black as the darkest night and his skin was so pale he looked almost sick. As Murdok’s large body descended into the small space, Rori sucked in a breath, she watched his broad shoulders spread wider as his wings spread, and he roared in anger at the sight before him. Rori screamed and on pure reflex, she dove for the safest place she could think of and found herself cradled in a corner blocked by Mason’s defiant body.//

Kael’s jaw tightened. Harry chuckled low, stepping closer to me. “Good, tell them, own it. You are not their doll to control. You are fire, and fire cannot be caged.” Headmistress Morwen slammed her staff against the floor, magic crackling in the air. “Enough!” she roared. “Aria Blackwell, you are hereby—” “Try it,” Harry cut in, his tone soft but deadly. The air in the hall froze. Even Headmistress Morwen stood still,her eyes narrowed at him.

His Lycan could take control too. “Atlas, I’m Orcus” Shit! They glare at each other with their solid black eyes. There were two of them. Two! “It’s about fucking time!” Atlas beams from one ear to the other. “What is happening?” Oh no, oh no. This cannot be happening, this cannot be happening. “EAT!” Atlas snaps at me. “Not until someone starts telling me what is going on!” I snap back at him, feeling completely lost. “Aria, I said eat.”