Regulus Arcturus Black Novels & Stories

Chapter 99 - Concordia Accord “Her presence can shift the balance of power across all the regions,” King Regulus’s voice rang out firmly in the closed room. “We cannot pretend it doesn’t.” Despite being the one to step up in helping Maxton take back the Western throne, he was still doubtful of Georgia’s existence, and the power she carried.

’ the wolf who had just killed the attacker mindlinked Regan. The latter, who was still yet to shift into his wolf form scanned the area and nodded. ‘I don't think so either. Just watch your backs, all of you.’ Regan replied before glaring at some wolves ahead. His eyes flickered with red and blue hue before he swooped towards them in a breathtaking speed.

As we prepared for battle, Arcturus approached me, his yellow eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. "Princess Bianca," he said, his voice low and mysterious. "I have a secret to share with you. A secret that will change the course of our battle, and perhaps our lives forever." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it, Arcturus?" He glanced around, ensuring we were alone. "I am not just a werewolf, Princess. I am a magical wolf, sent by the Moon Goddess herself to aid you in this battle." My eyes widened in awe. "The Moon Goddess? Why would she choose you for this task?"

CHAPTER 127 — THE DUALITY OF POWER The world trembled beneath the weight of the black artefact. Its dark threads slithered across the horizon like living shadows, pulsing with a rhythm that seemed to echo the heartbeat of the earth itself. The sky above roiled violently, torn between the golden-red light of Riven’s artefact and the black void that now rose against it. Riven and Luca stood side by side, the artefact’s energy thrumming through them like fire in their veins. The threads wrapped around their arms, coiling, intertwining, feeding off their emotions—fear, determination, and above all, love.

She snatched her hand free and raised an eyebrow, "Well, then... You know I'm not a Luna now." "Yes, but I was so habitual of calling you Luna... It's going to take a while to bring myself to call you by your name." Alpha Fenriz's voice held an undertone of... Desire and want. Vera breathed it immediately and stepped back. "Got any leads so far?" She tried to divert his mind from her face. However Alpha Fenriz didn't look away. He was staring at her like he had never seen a woman as beautiful as her. "My Beta is working on it, Luna Vera. I'm sure he'll find this stupid Rogue Huntress— Why don't you come to my house with me?"

“You play the brat in public, but your cunt still knows who it belongs to.” I gasped, biting down on a moan. “Fuck you...” “You wish,” he hissed, lining himself up behind me. Then he drove into me without warning. I screamed, my moans echoing through the bathroom walls. Rael didn't stop; he grabbed my hair, gently slamming into me. “Say it,” he growled into my ear. “Say who this body belongs to.” “You’re such a fucking... Ah..Alpha...” He chuckled darkly. “That’s right. And you? You’re my Luna. Mine to ruin, mine to worship.” His hands moved to my clit, rubbing it harshly, making me moan like I'd been starved for years.

The First Regent revealed himself at noon. Not with an army. Not with destruction. With a message. Every pack stone ignited simultaneously, light bleeding into air and bone alike. Wolves fell to their knees, not compelled, but overwhelmed by the sheer density of ancient power pressing against them. Aria stood unmoving as the projection formed. The figure was tall, cloaked in black and bone-white sigils that predated modern magic. His face was sharp, ageless, eyes like voids rimmed with silver fire. His presence bent reality subtly around him, as if the world remembered kneeling.

Focus, Ri. Legion Vega is sitting beside me, his sharp gaze fixed ahead. He’s Arkyn’s youngest, the one who doesn’t carry the baggage of Legacy’s reputation. He looks to be about eighteen or nineteen; tall and lanky. He has long blond hair, a stark contrast to Legacy’s black hair, and when I first saw him, the color of his eyes surprised me. One is the red of his Lycan, the other is purple. “His hybrid status is still in question,” Arkyn had said. “We’ve met his Lycan and tailed beast, but that doesn’t explain the purple eye.”

but ancient. Suddenly, from the remaining light, a large black wolf appeared, its body towering and its fur shimmering with an obsidian glow. The creature darted through the air, then entered Alpha Aric's body without a sound. Instantly, Aric's eyes blazed brightly—an orange hue so fiery it resembled embers in the dark of night.

Father had already sunk so low in my eyes, I didn’t realize he could go lower. “This suppressor that you’re taking is really rare. We call it Black Out. It’s potent and supposed to be used in very small doses for supernaturals who have an overabundance of magic and need to learn how to control it, that’s ALL. It’s highly regulated though, like, if you managed to get some, the doses would be maybe 20 milligrams at most and that’s for severe cases.” “…And mine?”