Narcissa Black Novels & Stories

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

I said, shaking my head. “From today, I, Alpha North, declare Elena Black, daughter of Gabe Black, as a slave to my mate and Luna, Leila.” he announced.

Chapter 123 – The Black Star’s Void The black star loomed in the nexus’s starfield, its presence not a light but an absence, a void that swallowed the surrounding constellations, casting the path ahead in utter darkness. Jessica led her companions forward, her golden glow a frail ember against the hollowness in her chest, now a pulsing wound after claiming the nexus’s origin from Aethra. The black star offered no whisper, no chime—only a silence so profound it felt like a scream, pulling at her soul with an inevitability that chilled her to the core. Each step was heavy, the obsidian path beneath them smooth and cold, reflecting nothing, as if the nexus itself feared to look upon this star.

But doubt crept in—the night's victories felt fragile, like glass underfoot. Minutes later, the door opened to admit the stranger: a sleek gray wolf shifting to human form mid-stride, revealing a woman in her thirties, athletic build, clad in rain-slicked leathers. Her hair was raven-black, eyes a piercing green that scanned the room like a predator assessing threats. Chains bound her wrists—precautionary—held by two enforcers. She bowed her head slightly, respect tinged with wariness. "Alpha Blackwood. I'm Kira, emissary from the Shadowclaw Pack. We heard the battle—felt the shift in power. Hanlon was our enemy too; he owed us debts, spilled our blood in secret deals."

Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today. Seven, the ever-observant second-in-command, nodded in my direction as I approached. Seleira stood beside him, her arms crossed, eyes scanning the group with her usual sharp focus. I took a deep breath and started stretching, doing my best to avoid eye contact with Zayn. The last thing I needed was another pointless exchange with him. "Oh, the princess is back." I caught whispers from my side. They were trying to keep it low, but did they forget we had supersonic hearing? Or were they just stupid?

One thing about Nicki was that dhs doesn't accept defeat as an option, so she went to Samira who was grinning and gave her three resetting slap at a time and she fell to the ground and her cheeks began to heat up as the results of the slap. Nicki's wrist was bleeding badly that she lost alot of blood. She began to see blurly and she passed out immediately. CLINIC Nicki opened her eyes slowly and looked around, her eyes met with silver, naina and merrissa. " Hey you're awake" silver said and sat on the bed with Nicki. Nicki said nothing and looked around, then she noticed she was not in their dormitory. " Silver how long was I unconscious?" She asked and merrissa chipped in

Though I talked about it with Nick, he said we can't say anything unless she is sixteen and only then we can find out if there is a wolf inside her. Yeah, we are not sure but in these two years, I have seen Narois' growth is faster than the other babies around her. Narois is stronger, a sensation seeker. She Still can't walk properly but her muscles are strong. And all this makes me believe she is going to be a werewolf. I do not have any problem but sometimes their "sensation seeking" programme scares me though I know Nick is a great and caring father. "Hey," Nick says after he catches me on the stairs. "Breakfast is ready, sweetheart, come!" He invites me in his deep and sensual voice and

He turned around, his silver gaze sweeping over the rows of elders until it finally rested on me. He walked back to my side, his presence warm and dangerous. He reached down, grabbing my hand and lifting it high for the entire council to see. The Blackwood ring on my finger sparkled brilliantly under the chandelier lights. "This is Natalie Harrison," Richard’s voice boomed, leaving no room for argument. "She is the woman who broke the moonshade curse. She is my contract wife, and the undisputed Luna of the Blackwood Pack. Any insult directed at her is an insult directly to me."

"Stay calm." I met Nythra’s hostile stare, my tone icy, composed, and completely unbothered. "I am Zafira, Lady Blackwynd. State your business with my mate's mark." Nythra raked her sharp eyes up and down my body, her gaze burning with open contempt. She was clearly infuriated by the pure, radiant beauty of my she-wolf, and her tone turned sharp enough to cut stone: "So you are the scheming female who used dark political lies to banish Vaelira from the sanctuary grounds?"

“By blood, by battle, and by order of the High Council, we give you your True King and your Luna!” I picked up the smaller crown—cold star-metal, heavy, scattered all over with violet gems that could’ve been plucked from Nadia’s eyes. She knelt on the hard stone, chin raised high, eyes locked on mine. There was no fear in her. Not even a flicker. “I crown you Nadia of the Blackblood line,” I said, making sure my voice carried. “Luna of the High Citadel, defender of the border, equal to the throne.” I placed the crown on her head and watched the moon catch fire in the silver.