Novel & Cerita Onyx Storm Spoilers Reddit

"Well done, my love." He turned away, walking out of the throne room, and she followed suit. They head to the room where the vampires and other Loreans were gathered, waiting for their king to come and address them. The room was a buzzed with noise, as everyone was excited, talking about the upcoming war. "My loyal subjects," Onyx said. Everyone got silent when he spoke. Onyx spread his arms out wide. "By the week's end, we will see the fall of those filthy wolves, my brothers, and those pests that side with them. Saturday we will fight! And I will prevail!" He shouted.

I explained. "He said he doesn't know when but he believes it would happen soon or maybe later, he just wants me to be alerted," I continue, giving it to him to read. "That's would be impossible right, wolves don't communicate with vampires," I said but Damon didn't seem quite surprised. "Onyx does," he replied. "How, how did he find a way to settle them and how are you aware?" I questioned him. I found out during my little investigation that Onyx supplies Mecha to them along with omegas to be sex toys for them," he explained..

I gasped, “Don’t be doing that with me, please.” Onyx sighed, “I wasn’t planning on it. I’ve had fun with that one. Just know, there will be pranks though.” I pinched the bridge of my nose and shook my head. Alpha Kenny looked at me suspiciously, that busted into roaring laughter. I asked, “Did Onyx tell your wolf what she did?” All alpha could do was laugh and nod his head. Within seconds, Luna Kyra and Isaac were laughing too. I just shook my head at Onyx and she gave me a wolfy grin.

Everyone cooed and laughed at their antics. “Ohh! I love the little teacup sized humans,” Godfrey said, clapping. I rolled my eyes. Well hell, I doubted he saw many pups. It probably wasn’t smart for vamps to be around them. *I said I wouldn’t cry, fuck it’s gonna happen,* Ryan said, over mind-link. *Same,* I said back. *I thought we were getting mate tonight? What’s all this,* Onyx fussed. *Like literally a couple hours, I told you,* I fussed back. He was right under the surface of me, still pissed about the threats that weren’t really threats.

Onyx kneels down next to me and places his head on my shoulders. “He is okay now mom, he says it’s okay for you to let go and be happy. He will always love you and you will always be the most beautiful werewolf he has ever seen.” Onyx says. I look at my son speechless, unsure how he would know that. As far as I know Onyx can only see the future not the past.

He looked out the window at the wolves that were running beside the SUV. He searched for his friend that was running next to the window before they got the news that the Lycans had reached the jet and were tearing through it trying to get to the pups. Onyx picked up speed easily passing the wolves ahead of him and the SUV he could no longer be seen. Onyx was the fastest of the warriors even in human form. Blaze knew he was afraid for his mate and his pup. He kissed the top of Mina’s head lightly, pressing his hand on her stomach reassuring himself that his pup was ok. The flutters that followed made him smile; his pup was strong.

The forest around me dissolved into darkness, replaced by jagged flashes of memory, visions I didn’t remember living but felt every ounce of as real as the night air. I was a child again. I could hear the frantic shouts, the low growls of wolves, the sharp metallic bite of weapons slicing through the night. Father—Orin Stormwolf—was cornered, fighting with all the strength of a true alpha. But his own beta… my blood froze as I realized the betrayal. The beta’s family, Karen’s parents, had turned against him. The man I had called father all my life. And there was Damon, moving through the shadows with practiced precision, and beside him, the priestess—the one who wielded fire as easily as bre

He had tricked me, taken my hand in marriage, only to kill me, the last of my line. “I’ll kill you,” I screamed. Screaming, cursing, kicking, spitting on the graves of their mothers, I know I looked crazy, but in one’s last moments, instinct kicks in. While my final moments were approaching, dying of thirst, the sun rising off the horizon, I cried harder, staining my coat with red tears for a monster had found me.

“You want the boss? Fine. Dalton Storm. He’s the one running things now. Not the guy out front, not the dummy they parade for the cops. But I don't know who pulls the strings.” The blade didn’t move. "Anything else?" “What's the plan?” he asked cooly “There is a big drop coming to the east dock,” I said. “ If you're wondering, they're not weapons, not this time. He's bringing in young hybrid Wolves. They’re being sold off to rogue alphas and freaks who collect our kind like trophies. It’s dirty work, well I guess you knew that much” There was still no response. Just that icy metal kissing my skin. Damn he was hard to get anything out of.