Lancelot Fate Novels & Stories

He said “Have you ever seen a dead body Rillon? A dead child?” Rillon looked at him and narrowed his eyes. Uther noted he at least had the sense to keep his no doubt witty reply to himself. James walked in, bowed and passed Uther a herbal remedy with he turned his nose up at but drank none the less. “It’s got worse.” He said to Jelric. “What has your leg or the attacks?” “Both.” Uther admitted taking another sip of the bitter drink. “Well we have some news that will cheer you up…” Rillon said “We have a Fate, here in the castle.”

Another cursed under his breath. Lancelot let them murmur for a moment before he spoke again. “Their deaths are to remain within this room. The humans must not panic. We will control the story.” An elderly Beta, one of the council, leaned forward. “Alpha Lancelot, about the humans’ deaths, if they were killed by rogues…” “They were not,” Lancelot interrupted sharply. “They died of illness. That is what their families will be told.” The finality in his tone was unyielding. His gaze flicked briefly to Raymond, not as a father, but as a leader measuring his successor’s reaction.

Layla studies her, eyes narrowing. “What is it?” I ask quietly. “Something’s off about her.” “I know,” Layla replies. “But we’ve got enough going on.” Caron clears her throat and leans over Drake, parting the collar of his shirt to expose the wound on his neck. The spot where the dart had struck is now dark blue, pulsing with each slow heartbeat. She carefully injects the potion into the same spot and looks up at me. “Okay, Lilly. Now you need to extract the power from him—bit by bit. Each time, push it completely out of your body. Every last trace. It’ll take time, but you’ll know you’re done when his color returns and the mark is gone.”

“What do you mean?” “He’s in a coma,” Daniel said while he rubbed his temple. “The stab wounds were deep, and he lost a lot of blood. One of the blades punctured near his ribs and affected some of his organs. If your father wasn’t a Lycan, he would have died instantly.” I clenched my fists hard. “So you’re saying he still has a chance?” Daniel hesitated. “I can’t promise anything, my lord. His body is fighting, but his chances of survival are very low. Only the Moon Goddess can decide his fate now.”

The revelation that Madam Cecè was also here left me gasping in shock. Maria went on to unveil the reason behind Lucian’s quest for revenge, and it sent chills down my spine. Monsieur was responsible for the ambush that took Lucian’s mother’s life, and in his thirst for vengeance, Lucian had coerced Madam Cecè to disclose the information he sought. This was how he came to know about Cercei’s roots and the secrets that haunted our lives.

“... I crawled to the riverbank and that's when I saw the arrow in the water, I reached in and pulled it out. In my heart I knew that Lilli had fallen into the water, but there was no sign of her anywhere. That's when I blacked out again and next, I woke here.” “Thank you, Drake, for your honesty, and although I sense you haven’t told me everything, I'm happy with what you have said. In regard to Lance, he was released a couple days ago and is recovering at the castle. I can't do anything to punish Lance for acting the way he did, as I still have a contract with his father to honour.” This is a surprise to me. “But Sire how does that work without the wedding? Surely Dracovia needs to be rule

I'm sure she'll kiss Sir Lancelot all right. I've got a whole list of people now that Sir Lancelot is going to have to put to the sword. There's Dr. Leeman of course, and Dr. Patel and Charge Nurse Robinson and Nurse Fowler and Nurse Gunn.... Of course Nurse Gunn is a witch so she'll have to be burned at the stake. Maybe some of the others as well, it's hard to be sure. Sir Lancelot will know the right thing to do.

The spell was getting stronger and as much as I tried to fight it, there was no way I could. I heard howls nearby. The pack warriors arrived and they all started fighting the rogues, but for me it was too late. Margery was already done with the spell as I saw Louve leave my body. “No!” I screamed, trying to reach for her. She was trapped in a golden cage, howling and growling while Margery locked the gate. My anger was rising and with the little strength I had left, I charged against Ernouf and tackled him to the ground.

“Fiona the rebel witch. She is the older sibling of Fern, whose allegiance is still with the Lycan king. I understand that Fiona was rejected as the King’s sexual interest in favour for the younger sister.” “What?” Lorrel roars as she stands up. Her queenly aura wrapping itself around Nadine, who was struggling to breath. “Lorrel.” I gently place my hand on her arm to calm her down. The door swings open with the two warriors and she mind-links them to return to their positions outside. “You didn’t know your boys like to sleep around?” She smirks sinisterly at Lorrel and her comment about Lance earns a growl from me.

A shy smile tugged at the corners of his lips, creating an endearing and slightly uneasy expression. I know this isn’t how that fiery Fatima behaves. “Relax,” he assured me, leading me through the grand entrance into the heart of the bustling gathering hall. “Today, a momentous day unfolds as Fatima Holmes, the embodiment of my deepest affections, ascends to the esteemed position of Luna within our pack . . .” “Her presence commands reverence from every member, and any audacious soul who dares to defy her will face the dire consequence of banishment.” Lucas’ voice boomed through the room, commanding the attention of everyone present.