Raven Knights Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 58 DAMIEN’S POV I couldn’t believe everything I had seen. Raven was a Moonsworn healer. Moonsworn healers were a rare wolf type. I never really stood a chance at leading the kingdom. Without Raven even growing amongst the strongest wolves, she had become one herself—the strongest, rarest and possible the fiercest wolf there is. I had to leave the room. I was angry she had the ability to heal Vera but wouldn’t do it. I wasn’t asking for too much. All I wanted was that my little sister got better. That was all I wanted.

the other one said and loosened the first button of the shirt he wore before leaning his back on the chair. “I’ll tell you,” Raven spoke and dropped her glass on the table. She licked off the remnants of the blood from her lips and said, “Someone tried to hurt one of his recent family members this week.” “Who would dare to do that?” “Wait...recent?” the one who spoke first asked. “You didn’t know?” the other one asked and took a sip from his glass. “Everyone was talking about how he stole the hearts of people in a wedding, with the lady who was supposed to get married on that day.”

KNIGHT ARCHANGEL'S POV I have to force a smile in front of all these people before me. Right now, a meeting is being held inside the palace; journalists, camera medias, officials and kingdom representatives are here to attend the discussion and disseminate the information after. My jaw clenched after seeing numerous number of people around. Our Kingdom is a one big realm for werewolves. We have 7 kingdoms: Starry Pack Curse, One for Wolves, Standing Bulldogs, Dark Forest, Hybrids and Fairylands.

He spoke quietly. It seemed that, unlike Arden, he knew how to keep his anger on a leash. Yet my heart raced wildly against my chest because of what I heard. If this involved my mother and me, did that mean these people had a hidden motive? or Mr. Ravenchi?

Enough to keep her mother safe, to keep them both alive, and if possible happy, and provided with the most basic necessities. Even though, it seemed to be risky. It truly seemed that she didn’t have a choice. Slowly, she exhaled. “Fine,” she said quietly. “I’ll, I’ll try it.” Neither of them knew that a single decision would change Aria’s life forever. Because somewhere across the city, Roman Knight, the most powerful man in the capital, was about to walk into Sapphire Club.

He was wrong often enough that I worried about him. “Her name is Raven Blackwood,” he said. “Eldest daughter of Alpha Blackwood.” Murmurs. Someone knew the name. Of course someone knew the name. “She was to be mated to their Alpha, Matthew,” Ansel continued, flat as a report. “On the day of her wedding, her pack discovered her sister’s wolf had awakened…rare, white. Raven had not awakened. She was declared wolfless, expelled from the pack, her bond cut by her own father.”