Harry Potter Fanfiction Arcturus Black Wizengamot Novels & Stories

His helmet flew off, revealing the thin hood hidden beneath it, and beneath the hairline—a black tattoo crawling like ice cracks. “Black wizard,” I muttered—not in surprise, but in disgust at the audacity that had become routine: infiltrating, disguising, spying on others’ sorrows for filthy gain. He struggled, forming a string of words from the spell. “For death—” “Not for this morning,” Alpha King cut in. His knees held the wizard’s back; his left hand twisted his wrist, while his right hand pressed his shoulder until the movement lost its strength. The sound of cracking bones was followed by a loud scream from the black wizard.

Alpha Emerald Black I was having a long and satisfying make-out session with my mate until a pack warrior of mine burst in nervously through the door telling me about the intruders at the pack boarder. And now I trudged down the pathway quickly as pack members followed behind us as if they were expecting a battle of some sort. But they were not going to expect a battle because I was going to teach those bastard all a lesson. Rain had told me they had been planning to give me a surprise attack today and all the dark magic powers they were planning to use and he was worried and restless ,so I did what I had to do and shut him up with a kiss.

Arthur had always maintained his middle-aged appearance, but his hair was beginning to turn white. At that moment, Andrius understood that Arthur was consuming his lifespan to unleash a powerful forbidden technique. “Wolf King!” “Andrius, are you okay?”

Even more dark aura surged forth with increasing violence, cascading down like a waterfall to engulf Andrew. However, that red glow that had appeared was even more domineering. It instantly transformed into thin streaks of red lightning, flowing out from Arcturus' hand. Then, it rapidly spread across Fenrir's entire body, crackling and hissing as the dark aura froze momentarily before being rapidly dissolved. Andrew's pained expression was eased. But at this moment, another crisis emerged. The black vortex in the sky had nearly pressed down to ground level. From within it, the phantom of a massive wolf's head suddenly emerged, incredibly ferocious and vicious.

"Can't you understand? You're a stranger! Stop turning up in my life!" He pulled out a familiar potion bottle. "I'm the youngest Neuro Healer in our pack. We've tested the potion over 1,000 times, and it didn't fail. You're not admitting it on purpose. You know I hate it when people play jokes at the expense of others' feelings." I almost laughed out of sheer anger. He had gone behind my back to be with another she-wolf, and now he was saying that I was putting on an act? I pushed him away. "Get lost!"

But I didn’t let go. “Tell me, Aria. Tell me I misunderstood everything and it's nothing like I'm thinking!” I added in a shaky, desperate tone. She shook her head, trying to peel my fingers from her wrist. I wanted to tower over her, to make her feel the way she was making me. But this damn wheelchair! “Let go of my wrist, Jameson. I owe you no explanation and it's none of my business if you wanna think worse of me,” Her eyes darkened with anger as she said.

Arthur turned and grinned when he saw the Rottweiler, he crouched down as the dog rushed him, licking his face. “Woah, Flint that’s okay,” Arthur said, the dog ran around, energized at seeing its master, then Arthur noticed me, he picked up a cigar and lit it, I didn’t know he smoked. He walked towards me, his blue eyes were half-lidded, he was certainly drunk, how long had he been standing there drinking. “Arthur, you shouldn’t be smoking” I said carefully, he scowled, his face clouded in anger, then he relaxed, his expression looked sad.

Because right now I wasn't sure if I could enjoy anything with someone after tasting the dark lord. My fire kindled by my own thoughts, I slid a hand into his hair and pulled him closer. “Harder!” I whispered, flipping my hair with my free hand to the back to avoid obstruction. “Bite me harder.” I paused for a second to access his expression, his hair was pouring now looking very lush and silky. I then whispered, "Fucking possess me."

She gives me an awfully cold smile , "I could want it for more than just a potion but what does it matter to you, the options dampen our powers it awakens our hunters and dampen their powers so to you it shouldn't matter, but you should be a little worried, I heared the hybrid is your son ARTHUR

If the people inside had the courage to break the door and rush out, they would definitely die without a body. After the people outside had left. Inside, the tall figure slowly stood up. Arthur exhaled each breath heavily, reaching out to make the muscle fibers become tough. Not long after Marcus left, the hypnotic effect also wore off. At that moment, Arthur remembered Marcus's words about the place he called "home". The memory of the day he saw his wolf family being killed one by one clearly appeared, making Arthur mad, losing control even more, punching the iron door with force, creating an extremely loud noise, growling and screaming: