Novel & Cerita How Old Was Regulus Black When He Died

* Alpha King Zed * The sun is about to set in the West when I look up asking the skies if this is the end of my Father. The ceremony is over and all that's left is the stone built engraved with his name on top. Mister Rodolp Greyback, born on the eighth of September in 1825, my Father could live for another hundred years being old but still, I would have prepared if he died normally. It's difficult to accept that he passed away because someone had the audacity to end his life.

The floor where Gabe had stood was soaked in silence. Arthur looked back at the crowd. “That was justice.” No one said a word. I didn’t look away. I couldn’t. I watched the light leave Gabe’s eyes and felt nothing. Now, only Judy remained. Arthur didn’t waste time. He didn’t offer her the chance to speak. He stood there, unmoving, his voice cutting through the hall like a blade. “Judith of Blackthorn,” he said. “For orchestrating the disappearance, suffering, and death of Luna Elizabeth Campbell, you are hereby sentenced to exile, disownment, and the stripping of your wolf.”

he chuckled as he reminisced about his late wife, his mate who had gone to afterlife a decade ago. “I understand what had to be done… you did what was right. To protect your mate… to spare her.” Regulus’s gaze softened as he turned to Tanner this time, “And I commend your loyalty to your Alpha and not to his throne in the West.” He leaned back in his chair, the weight of years pressing on him as he remembered his younger days—days now long buried by time and war. He let out a sigh, his eyes drifting as if seeing the past.

All Regar had to do was bless the body before burying it in the cold cemetery ground, Karen's mature suitor dug the grave. Only Viktor and Karen attended Regal's short funeral service with Gravedigger Joset Lohreich alongside him. The menacing clouds finally let their rain fall, as if Mortis himself mourned the death of his servant even though no other inhabitant of the town did so publicly. After all, Brechtal had been a black-hearted man, and Viktor was the first to admit it.

But yes in reality Regi's body had good self-defense. Not easily sick both physically and mentally and heart. What Yosefa's lady asked her earlier made Regi don't know what else to do. It reminds him of his parents who died in a tragic accident. At that time Regi was 10 years old. So all he can do is cry and lament his fate. Until a kindhearted person wants to adopt and become Regi's guardian. Honestly, that woman did not know whether she had an uncle or an aunt like Yosefa said.

Remus hugged his father back and stepped back. His father is Arthur Black the alpha of the Crescent pack. His father lives alone without any Luna because his Luna has died while giving birth to Remus, the only son. And that cycle goes on and on for generations. The curse. "You take your days off? Yes? From the campus?" Asked the father. Remus nodded his head. He lied to his father by saying he still got some semesters for his education, while actually he was graduated with his bachelor's degree a year ago.

“You’ll be tortured slowly, stabbed multiple times! Deep enough to draw blood, but not enough to grant you a quick end! I'll have your head for this and let the crows pick at you! You filth! You stole my mate and now you've killed him!” The crowd roared in agreement. I was trembling, shaking my head in horror. I didn't do it. I couldn't remember anything that had happened, except from when he had summoned me to his bedroom. It was the annual pack celebration of the moon goddess, and during full moons like these, Cassian's sex drive usually skyrocketed. I had only gone to him to do my job as his mistress… only to wake up bloody, with him dead and bleeding on the floor. “Throw her in the dunge

"Also, Celeste is moving in next week. Remember to clear out your personal belongings quickly. Don't take up space." Until the last moment of my life, all Mom could think about was Celeste. So in her heart, I really was just an object that could be discarded at any time. Fine then... Ethan seemed to be crying and shouting something in my ear, but I couldn't hear anything anymore. After fighting for so many years, I was truly exhausted. Finally, I could get a good night's sleep... May 20th, Aria Blackwood died at Central City Hospital, age 27.

In front of everyone, the doctor officially declared the death of Regina. Margot was devastated upon hearing the news of Regina's death from the doctor and fainted. Natalie quickly instructed the doctor to carry Margot back to her room. She forced herself to manage her grief and focus on making arrangements for Regina's funeral. Luna kept her composure. She hurriedly left the room and called Gabriel while wiping her tears. It was three in the morning. Gabriel, who was in Emeria, was worried to receive Luna's call. "What happened? Is something wrong?"

“Did you meet him while you were in Surich?” “A few days ago.” Then, she saw the puzzlement in Aster’s eyes. “What’s wrong?” “Richard Black passed away.” Carol could not describe what she was feeling. It was a strange feeling. It was something like a reluctance to see him go, but not quite. It happened too suddenly, and she was caught off guard. “He passed away three days ago,” Aster said with a frown. “It’s not public news yet. We’re all waiting for Titus Black to come back, but apparently, the Black family can’t contact him.”