How Did Regulus Black Die Novels & Stories

"I feel so awful. Every time I close my eyes I see Mom and Dad, and Zane. They ask me why I won't come find them." "I really can't do it. I wish we'd been real sisters from the start, Ivy. Blood sisters." "Please don't do anything. You're the last family I have left. If you go, what am I supposed to do?" I begged her over and over not to give up, but she still jumped from the tower. One second before I got there, she died right in front of me. "Serena—" If Zane's death was his punishment, then what was mine?

He ended up dying in the ring. Xander's company went bankrupt. He believed it was Jacob’s marriage to me that trapped me, accelerating my death. So, he tore up contracts and went all-out in an effort to take down Jacob’s hospital. Jacob did not put up a fight. After sending Asher to school, he would drown himself in alcohol every day. Eventually, the system stopped appearing altogether. I looked at my parents beside me and knew I had to keep moving forward. The End.

From the chain around my neck, I pulled out the small silver pendant that marked my identity within the pack hierarchy. Few people knew what it really meant. Even fewer knew about the bloodline it represented. I moved to the desk in the corner and pulled out a piece of paper. My hands trembled as I picked up the pen. "I am Aria Blackwood," I wrote carefully. "Elder Magnus, someone has murdered a Child of the Moon. The signs were there from birth—the silver eyes, the crescent birthmark, the unusual strength. My son carried the old blood, and now he is dead by silver poisoning in a cage of torment."

He stopped right in front of me. “How old are you?” The question hit me completely unprepared. ‘Twenty-four.’ Victor closed his eyes for a moment. Like he's expecting. Like he remembers something. Then he took a look at my mother on the photo. His hands trembled easily. “That was just before he disappeared.” A clot formed in my neck. “Death?” Victor looked at me. And this time there was no cold in his sight. Just something that almost seemed like regret. “My son, Elias Blackwood, officially died in a car accident.”

Done, Jenny died…and that man…yes that's the hope. "How?" “Done, mission completed. I put a bomb in their car, and they exploded in there… done, everything went according to plan… you're relieved, I'm relieved… let's live happily from now on!” "Yes..thanks." Reggy hung up the call. Then he drank a bottle of liquor that he had, he drank it to the toilet ... and suddenly he only saw darkness. He had sunk in the darkness of revenge…and anger, made his heart die…and now his body and soul had also sunk in that dark sea.

"He watched his mother die, you know." The words punched the air out of my lungs. I didn't move, didn't speak, afraid that if I did, I'd shatter again. Alpha Black's voice was quieter now, roughened by something that almost sounded like regret. "He was just a boy, but he saw everything. The blood. The chaos. The moment she fell." He shook his head slowly. "He carries that with him every day." I swallowed hard, blinking fast. I didn't know what to say to that, what words could possibly exist between the son of the Luna who died and the daughter of the Beta who killed her?

"Olivia!" Regan ran to his Luna and sat near her lifeless body. He picked her head and placed it on his lap. Tears were rolling down from his eyes. "Why? Why did this happen to me?" He wept in agony and then let out a painful shriek. "Aaaahhh!" Everyone was sad. They didn't think in their absence Lord of the Dark Aura would attack the pack. Beta Klaus and Delta Kai were with them, there was no one who would fight with them.

~~~ KILLIAN'S POV ~~~ Everything just baffled me how did Reginald get there, and the most frustrating part is that his body was not found and Sophia threw a trauma that Regina must die because she was the one who caused all this and all this was weighing on me even tho we won the war there was a division I don't even know where to start from I've been searching for Reginald's body while holding a funeral for those who passed away. While I was heading to my office with Callum, we decided to visit Regina; opening the door, I saw her talking with Dylan. The next thing she was crying, which hurt a lot. We apologized to her and left trying to know our next step.

“Very well then.” “I heard about your breakup with Jonas. Are you okay?” He asked, shifting to her. “I’m not okay.” His concern made her even more regretful. “What did he do?” Jordan explained everything in great detail. Starting from Kathy Black’s confession to Jacob almost getting kidnapped by Blake and Dan. “What happened to Kathy Black?” Halton asked. Their men took her into questioning and since then, he had heard little about her. “She’s dead,” Jordan said carelessly. Alexandra pivoted her head so quickly it’s a wonder her neck didn’t snap. “Dead? How?”

And it had. As Malcolm's breathing grew shallow, his eyes never left Cassandra’s face. In his final moments, there was no anger, no rage—only a deep, tragic sorrow. “You killed the love of my life, Malcolm. Now, it is your turn to go,” Cassandra said softly, a single tear running down her cheek. His eyes fluttered closed, his face still wet with tears. And just like that, Malcolm Blackwood, the monster who had haunted our nightmares, was gone. The news broke the next day, spreading like wildfire across every channel. Malcolm Blackwood had been killed in a dramatic shootout, ending his reign of terror.