Harry Potter Raised By Arcturus Black Fanfiction Harry Daphne Novels & Stories

“Please… don’t fight because of me.” Tears glistened on her lashes as she curled her fingers into his shirt, giving a flawless performance. “I just wanted us to get along. I thought if I apologized…” Daphne felt sick. She watched in real time as the servants exchanged glances, already judging her for something they hadn't even seen. “No,” Daphne shook her head quickly, panic rising in her throat. “That’s not what happened. She pulled me and—” “A pregnant woman pulled you on the staircase when she knew it would hurt her own baby?” Morwen took angry steps closer. “You couldn’t even come up with a better lie. What kind of crazy woman would risk a child’s life just to settle a grudge?”

“Daphne is not pregnant. She can be sent to The Howling Abyss Pack in my stead.” “What?!” Daphne shouted. “What did you just say?” Again, Ophelia looked at Daphne, a triumphant smile coming alive, and then she looked at Alpha Edgar who on his face had a look of relief. “Father, Mother, I cannot go to that Pack, especially because I am with child, and in order for this war to be avoided, she can represent me.” “You've got to be kidding me.” Daphne snorted. “You've got to be kidding me. Am I suddenly the Princess of this Pack? Am I your daughter?” She faced the Alpha who paid less attention to her.

I follow her gaze to see him slouched on a seat alone, nursing a bottle of whatever that is, his hair is framed across his face, making him look like someone who hasn’t had proper sleep in days. “I’ll go check on him.” Arya says, slipping out of my hands. My body instantly goes cold the moment I am not holding her anymore, sighing, I watch as she saunters over to his side and seats in the chair facing him. His face brightens up a little as he talks to Arya; of course, my Arya has that kind of effect on everybody. The door opens and Daphne works in, cheeks flushed from the cold. Typical of her to wear a jumpsuit to a party, the moment she sees me, she waves in excitement, coming over to me.

She shook under my touch. “I don’t know what we’re going to do,” she said, her voice breaking. I didn’t have an answer. The owner, Mr. Whitaker, stood a few feet away. He looked lost, the way a man does when everything he’s built just disappeared in front of him. His hands were covered in soot, his eyes glassy. When he finally looked at me, guilt flickered across his face. “Daphne,” he said softly, stepping closer. “I’m so sorry. I know you needed this job. You and your little boy…”

Too convenient. Either she was involved— or someone wanted them to believe she was. Neither possibility helped. Mr. Dube hesitated before speaking again. “Miss Harper blames you.” Brian gave a humorless smile. “She should.” Dube studied him carefully. “Then why continue?” That question lingered longer than Brian expected. Because the truth was becoming harder to admit. At first, Daphne had been responsibility. Then strategy. Then obligation to Neil. Now? Brian looked toward the conference room again. Daphne had removed her heels and was standing barefoot beside the table while reading financial reports. She looked exhausted and furious. Still refusing to break. Something dangerous moved quie

But this wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. I'm Daphne Hathaway for god's sake! The broke girl who has no idea where her parents are, the secret behind why everyone in the packhouse despised her, the weird rash that broke out on her face during middle school, the girl who was bullied by them... Jaxon smirked and stepped away, letting me pass and I ran off to give the moonroot essence to their parents.

Darcy looked at the weak bitch lying in front of her eyes and left from there. Xavier looked at Darcy with the Pain in his Heart and before anyone could notice them, he closed the doors of the room. He slowly licked the bleeding part controlling his urge to Consume her. He licked her over there making her Heal faster than she always does. He doesn't want her pain to last even for Eight Hours like it always does. He is the only one who knows her Secret and he wants to keep it a Secret.

Never looked at her with such cold disdain. "That's why I'm here." Daphne finished with the cream and smoothed Hermione's shirt back down. "Your father has finally agreed to let me raise you." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small bottle. "Tell me, did you use protection?" Hermione's throat closed. She shook her head. They hadn't, but she hadn’t thought much of it since she’d started her period two days later. Daphne's lips curved into a smile. "I thought so."

he said. He spun off towards the door to exude Daphne only to be stopped in his tracks by a sudden weight around his waist. Daphne ran up to him to hug him from behind, her hands tightly wrapped around him and her face head rested on his back. “Have you forgotten that I can be your princess?” She said, her heart beating so fast in fear of Black’s reaction. Black was surprised too, he removed her hands from his body and slowly turn around to face her “Tell me that when you trust me completely” Black said to her and lovingly caress her lips with his fingers.

Azrael said with an annoyed frown as this girl, Hara, straddled Azrael’s thighs as I stared at her confidence before I removed my eyes. “I missed you. Plus, sis Daphne has been whining to me about how you treated her in front of an omega; turns out you have a new lover. Say, say… Do you like him?” She asked as she took off the shades to reveal eyes of two different colours, brown and green. “Please don’t read whatever you want about me and Azrael! Also, I’m a married man!” I informed her as she laid her head on Azrael’s chest who didn’t have any interest in anything happening.