Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Raised By Arcturus Black Fanfiction Harry Daphne

Trust wasn’t something she gave out anymore. Roman raised his hands in surrender. “You don’t have to say yes. But I won’t leave you here, Daphne. Not like this.” She looked into his eyes…dark, unreadable, but calm. After a moment, she nodded. He opened the car door, and she got in

she snarled. "Never." I replied something inside me told me I needed this book. I scanned the room as the flames spread I pulled Max closer to me and moved until we were pushed up against the back wall of the crumbling cavern as the flames licked higher. I could no longer see the large pile of rubble or the witch, Viola and Sebastian as the flames thickened. I spotted a small break in the wall behind me leaving a tunnel into blackness. Max was still out cold and I had only only one option which was to shift and drag him to safety. My wolf stirred in my mind at this thought before she spoke. "You are pregnant Daphne." she spoke in my head.

He turned his back and left them astonished. Dejectedly, Daphne sat down in the chair. She still worries about the potential of losing her work as a result of what happened today. What will happen to her if that occurs? She was unable to control the tears that were welling up in her eyes. She saw his breathing becoming more constricted for a while, but he didn't pay little attention to it.

Thus, she nodded and exhaled. “Alright. You were forgiven,” Daphne said and accepted her apology. “It would be better if I did not hear any problems from you anymore.” “Yep,” Daphne sipped the coffee until it was finished. She then placed the cup back on the table and watched her mother finish hers, too. “As what I said lately, I would not sit here for long,” uttered Daphne and about to stand, but felt dizzy but didn’t mind it. She thought it was normal, but as she stood, her vision was already spinning. She looked around, and she couldn’t handle it anymore. She couldn’t even hear her mother’s voice, who had said anything.

one of them replied timidly. Daphne's expression hardened, a flicker of anger dancing across her features. She chuckled darkly and shook her head, "Wow! Elder Ryan seems to be so interested in making this cheap rag the mother of this reputable pack's heir. What was he even thinking?" She twirled around, her eyes filled with the kind of emotions I couldn't define. She tightened her grip on my hand, her touch both firm and reassuring. With a determined glint in her eyes, she turned to face the maids.

When I got close to Enzo, I wrapped both of my arms around his, falling into stride beside him. “You alright?” he whispered softly so that only I could hear. “I thought I heard you say…” “I’m fine.” It was a lie, but I think I was lying more to myself than to Enzo. “It’s just… creepy down here.” He pulled me closer, into his warmth and his scent. “I’m here. Always.” … “Here we are.” Daphne stopped us in front of a nondescript black door, which was situated at the end of a long passageway. Somehow, I had expected… more than this. A giant archway, maybe, or a small army of guards to fight our way though.

"Enough. Don’t fight. Daphne... I know this is a lot to take in. Go home, take a break. I’ll explain everything later, I promise." Daphne clenched her fists, letting out a frustrated groan. "I can’t believe this is happening!" she muttered, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. But then her eyes shifted to Archer, her whole demeanor softening as she stared at his hand holding mine. She blinked once, twice, her expression almost... mesmerized.

“Every part of it.” Silence prevailed. Daphne pushed herself upright with Isla’s help, wiping her face with the back of her hand, her eyes blazing. “You owe me that much,” she said. “All of us.” Calista laughed once, low and hollow. “Fine. You want the truth?” Her eyes slid to Thorne. “There was another child. A girl. Older than Daphne. She carried Blackwood blood, pure enough to wake ancient spells. That was the child your pack lost.”

*****Elvira's POV****** "Daphne?" Archie asked with a frown and I nodded. "How is that possible? Are you sure?" "It was her, she sold me off to a man for a night." I said as the tears fell even more. Archie found it hard to believe that Daphne would do such a thing, but it was pure truth. Daphne did everything. "She did it all, she was responsible for everything." I explained and he sighed. "Fuck, this is unexpected." He voiced out as he relaxed in his seat.

Sweet, crazy and enticing. The heat slowly engulfed them. Daphne didn't even realize that she was laying on top of Treyton as he lay down. Every touch of her husband seemed to make her body move like hypnotism. He only came to his senses when Treyton suddenly bit him on the shoulder. He pushed it with the bahgya. "T-That's not right," Daphne quickly went down. "You have a girlfriend and I'm just nobody," she breathlessly said. She still wants to act until she can fully admit Treyton.