How Did Regulus Black Die Novels & Stories

Justin said and he carried her into the room. "Finally, tonight is the night the Geranos and Frasers will get eliminated from the face of the earth," Donavan said to Regina who was sitting beside him. "Hmmm," Regina responded. "What made you finally decide to kill Lucious Baxter?" He asked curiously. This had been the question he had been itching to ask ever since Regina told him of her plan. Her decision came as a shock to him as Regina was someone who would never allow anything to happen to Lucious so why the sudden decision to kill him.

“Everything would have been perfect if you’d just stayed dead.” Just hollow echoes of old jealousy. I disarmed her with a single efficient move Elena had taught me years ago. Kimberley collapsed sobbing. The coup ended not with grand drama but with exhausted whimpers. Yves fell to Zack’s claws. Frank surrendered when cornered by warriors who’d once respected him. By the time Jacob’s forces returned from the border, the fighting was over. Thunderstrike was free. The executions came swiftly and without mercy. Pack law was clear about punishment for treason and attempted Alpha murder.

I have a feeling this is going to be a long night. The mood in the house is somber. The guys came home yesterday and are resting. They are bruised and sore but alive and well. Byanca and Breayna are stomping around and are out for blood. I am right there with him. Dad didn’t make it. He made it through surgery but only for a few hours. The damage from the gunshots was too much and his body just couldn’t handle it. “Landon is a dead man,” Regan growls.

You brought this on yourself, Regina. As the words fell, Regina let out a miserable, desperate howl. Unfortunately for her, it was too late. The next second, she stopped breathing and died. At once, someone came over and dragged her body away from the casino as though they were used to handling these situations. "Bravo! Ms. Nichols, turns out there's a lot more going on behind the scenes than I thought." Cyril studied me with keen interest, though a trace of surprise and respect had appeared in his eyes.

I couldn't even go back to my pack anymore or show my face without being held and questioned. My mind flashed back to that day. After losing consciousness from being shot while trying to fulfill my part of deal to Lucian's bitch, I woke up in an unknown, sterile place. I was a little panicked at first because on the small TV mounted on the wall was a news report. Breaking News: Ryan Blackwell found dead. I was watching my own death. But when he spoke up from the darkness of the room, I knew Lucian had definitely offended someone he should never have crossed.

This was the place where he kissed me for the first time, the place where he vowed to love me forever, the place where he said that I would always be his Luna. Where I'd chosen to die. Bobby reached the cave entrance first, letting out a soft, mournful whine. Lucian rushed past him, his heart pounding with desperate hope. Then he saw my body. I lay exactly as I'd arranged myself - peaceful, serene, with Bobby's old collar clutched in my cold hands. The black veins of the curse traced dark patterns across my pale skin, telling the story of my slow death. "No," Lucian whispered, then louder, "NO!"

Standing up, I throw his body to the side. Walking out of the crumbles, I see everyone looking my way. Several rogues surrounded me. Very well, you want to die by my hand, let it be then. Kneeling, I slap my hand against the ground. Whispering, I whispered, “Die.” Everyone that surrounded me was killed. I had used black magic, cursing them and making their bodies burn. “Not bad,” I heard Sergius said, “But not aware of your surroundings.” Feeling my hair getting pulled, I’m thrown against a tree trunk. Sergius held me from my neck.

He knew when Jason was lying. "Listen, about last night..." Jagua sighed, the sound heavy. "I didn't mean to just drop that on you like that. Klaus and I, we're looking out for you, brother. Remus was killed. By someone in the Syndicate. We thought you had a right to know. Thought you should hear it from us before you heard it from someone else and they fed you lies."

When we reached the Black Moon pack, it was past midnight. Luna Mira had come to the airport. I could sense that she wasn’t alone. The whole pack was with her. I could hear wolves howling in the background. The news that Alpha Jacob had died came faster than us. I clutched Lucas in my arms as Apollo curled his arm around my shoulders and took us out.

No one would hear their cries. Alexander showed no mercy. The moment he struck, it was a death blow. The smell of blood soon filled the air, and the dozen or so men who had been lying in wait were all dealt with swiftly. Against Alexander, they never stood a chance. "Ah, this is my life every day," Regulus sighed, shaking his head in exasperation. No matter where he went, there were always people following him. Killing this group would not solve the problem as another batch would soon take their place. It was a never-ending cycle.