How Old Was Regulus Black When He Died Novels & Stories

The man the world adored. He wasn’t cursed. He was cursing his own blood. I looked down at Roman, fast asleep now against my chest, completely unaware of what I’d just uncovered. His fevered skin pressed against me, burning hot. I held him tighter, not because he needed comfort, but because I needed to keep myself from shaking. Because now, I finally understood. The Blackwoods weren't cursed. It was one man. Reginald Blackwood. Just a man —a father— who decided that no one in his bloodline deserved to live long enough to replace him.

Regulus's jaw clenched as he picked a grape and chewed aggressively. "Hmmm . . . Our mentor died, so I'm taking his place." "You can't take his place. He's irreplaceable, you should know that. Wasn't he your father?" That hit a nerve. The amusement disappeared from Clyde's face as his eyes sharpened on Regulus. "He died . . . because of you." His reply was calm, cold, and lethal. He doesn't see Regulus as the Supreme Alpha, just a regular outcast favored by his father like before. "If only you watched your mouth, none of this would've happened."

A great king. I was ten when he died, I had to become alpha at 16 or my uncle, Ray would kill the entire pack. Red Fire was in chaos when he died, a few members followed Ray to form the Black Lotus pack that had since tormented us.

"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?

"Yes. Now that your face is perfect, you need to fully understand who Serena Blackwood is legally. Not just her personality or habits, but also... her legal status." Ethan opened the first folder and pulled out a document. "This is Serena Blackwood's death certificate—the real one." DEATH CERTIFICATE Name: Serena Blackwood Date of Birth: March 15, 1991 Date of Death: September 3, 2021 Cause of Death: Sleeping pill overdose (suicide) Status: Cremated Serena stared at the document with held breath. That death date... three years ago. "This document was officially issued by the New York City Department of Health," Ethan explained. "Serena Blackwood was legally declared deceased in September 202

"Regan is dead, Renwick is fatally injured, and his condition is severe; no one knows if he'll make it…" I just stared at her. "You're joking!" I said after a while. I just saw Uncle Regan at the meeting. Was it yesterday or two days ago? Yeah, two days ago. Is it possible?" "He's dead, Isla!" My mom wailed. "We're finished. Without my brothers here, we're done for." "Hey, Mom!" I held her, trying to wrap my head around everything. "Don't speak like that. Finn would…"

Dark eyes beneath a curtain of dark hair give way to thin lips, the upper one interrupted by a scar. It’s a funny thing that he and Edgar are related by blood. All these differences and he looks nothing like his cousin. And now he’s scowling as he looks at Jungkook, scowling, and also somehow smirking. His arms cross over his chest. “Hello, Mattel.” “Imari. You look awful.” The smirk indisputably becomes a scowl. “So, your little birdie tells me the omega you chased after is dead.” He knows Regina’s not dead, but the thought of it still stabs him in the heart nonetheless. “Yes,” Mattel says, and the tear he sheds is very real. “She perished in the attack. In the west tower.”

She took two steps back and looked at Liam in terror. Reginald, on the other hand, was enraged by what Liam said. His expression darkened and his eyes filled with rage. To go look for his parents? His parents died seven years ago, so was he not jinxing Reginald to die sooner? Celena kneeled on the floor and tugged at Liam's pants lightly. Her face was as white as a sheet, and she was holding back the tears in her eyes as she said, "Liam, stop fooling around please!"

I packed enough clothes for a two-day stay which is more than I wanted. This year the gala is being held at the Blackforest pack and their reputation proceeds them. Rumor has it, the beta became the alpha ten years ago after the old alpha and luna were murdered by rogues. It is said their eight-year-old daughter helped the rogues plan the death of her parents but no one knows what happened to the little girl. The story of the murder never sat well with me. I could never figure it out but there is no way an eight-year-old helped rabid rogues sneak into the pack territory in the middle of the night and into her house without being detected and kill them.

It was a short but incredibly meaningful letter. The Grand Alpha of the Dark Hearts Pack wrote to his children, his words filled with a deep, breaking emotion. He wrote that he appreciated them so much for not giving up on their lives, and for the strength and survival they had shown despite all the horror they had faced. He apologized for what he had done to them. But then, the text turned dark. Their father explicitly informed them that Black, their brother, had committed suicide after everything that happened at the palace. He was dead.