Onyx The Fortuitous Sequel Novels & Stories

Grady leans a fraction. “Onyx?” he asks the part of him that bares teeth only for need. Hold, Onyx says, rumble over our matebond. The fox thread Sable seeded under the third stone shivers, the line Nova saw this morning tries to be funny. My mark heats, the house hum warns me the way your body warns you about bad meat. “Girls,” I say without looking, and Zara steps into the crowd we seeded on purpose today with aunties. Children lift, chatter changes flavor and the world glances to its corners.

Nicole walked the long hall alone. The Alpha’s throne waited at the far end, carved of black stone, veins of silver running through it like scars. It was ancient, older than memory, older than even the council itself. Generations had bent to its weight. Generations had fallen beneath it. Her boots clicked softly on the stone floor. Each step echoed. She stopped before it, staring. The seat looked cold. Heavy. A weight she wasn’t sure any one body was meant to carry. For a breath, she hesitated, her chest rising and falling too fast. The Fury whispered still in her bones, not in rage now but in doubt: Was this victory, or was it a chain? Would the pack devour her next? Would she devour hersel

“Tick tock, Mia. Thirty minutes almost up. Choose.” I stepped forward without thinking, but a hand rested on my shoulder "Stay!" Vincent words echoed in my ear, but how could I not? Cassidy’s eyes were wide, tears rolling down her cheeks. Austin sat beside her, his small body shaking, while Sloane groaned in pain from the stab in her leg, blood pooling on the floor under her chair. Then the screen split again. Xena appeared on the other side. She was tied up too, in a different room maybe, her face already bruised, my stomach dropped, he had hurt her too

Orion stepped in front of me, and Rose hooked her arm with mine as Orion spoke, “I am the Alpha of the Black Moon pack.” Before Orion could continue, the disembodied voice bolted into the light. I swear I must have been drooling as rippling golden caramel skin with tattoos appeared in front of us. A jawline that could slice the heart of any she-wolf. His dark hair fell into his eyes. His aura was almost suffocating, and I’m not going to lie, I was so turned on by it. Shit, he was a God, and I couldn’t wait to worship him, preferably with my body.

The head dropped, hanging on by a mere thread before falling, the shocked expression still etched on his face. A honeyed voice followed in the falcon's wake, a droplet falling from the onyx eye and slipping into Ash's mouth. "I shall keep thee healthy in thy flesh and bones. I shall protect thee and I shall look after thee. I shall be between thee and any sickness. I shall grant all life, health, and a great and goodly old age."

She tore off the files from the base. She placed it on the table and it read. "In case you should find it, Melissa Dunham, Luna of Dunham. These files contain everything we know about the underground organization among us called the Oracle." She glanced towards Beatrice and Beatrice shook her head. She flipped the first page and there was a picture attached to it. It was a building with a placard, Infinite Zoos, placed on the building.

His mocking gaze issued a non-verbal challenge and Onyx gnarled at Earth’s most burdening scum. While Nox went blazing towards the rogue king, the beta witches protected his flanks and the beta elves took care of protecting his back. The beta wolves took after the fleeing rogues, and the dragons started blocking the exits in divergent directions. Onyx, however, had a one-track mind－ to keep our mate safe. Leaping off Tyson’s dragonian head, Onyx tore apart the beta rogue trying to sneak behind Nox while my beta went rolling down the valley with the rogue king.

Then with a pointed stare, Onyx sat down, and the battle of wills began. 3. Stupid tree with its stupid branches hidden in the stupid mud by the stupid rain... Lucy looked through her wolf's eyes as her mate sat a short distance away. Of all the people to come to her rescue, why did it have to be him? She couldn't help but sneak a peek at his naked form, though. Onyx was like a muscle-bound statue. Perfectly formed sinew and flesh stretched tautly across his frame, and Lucy felt the familiar stirrings of the mate pull. As she'd done over the many months, Lucy forced those feelings down deep in her soul. Onyx brutally rejected her and then left without so much as a goodbye. It's not just some

Orion was standing tall at his full height, crushing Onyx under his weight and aura, suppressing his roars and howls. “You will not call her, Onyx.” Orion commanded Onyx through his roar. Onyx whimpered in pain and helplessness. “Come on, brother. He is our father. He is known for his ruthlessness, and people called him formidable for a reason.” I grumbled again but was relieved that Onyx was under control now. My ears perked up, and Zyphre raised his snout a little, still holding Onyx’s limb in his mouth and pressing his hip and right limb with his front paws.

Dimitri crouched beside them. “And we stay ready.” Because outside those doors—beyond the cameras—something was already shifting. Not retreat. Not silence. A storm gathering answers of its own. It didn’t take long. By the time they reached the penthouse, the city had begun to shift. Lena’s team flooded the upstairs sitting room—phones alive with calls, screens blooming with headlines: “Petrova Speaks: The Blood Feud Behind the Fortune” “Zoe Volkov: The Heir the Old Guard Couldn’t Erase”