Revenant Kitana Novels & Stories

~ Zora Despite looking quite native and living in mud houses, The Midland Pack actually had nice interiors. A heavily pregnant woman opened the door to let us in and from the essence of power I felt thrumming inside her, I knew she was the Luna. "This is my wife, Kitana." Chayton said proudly. "Hello and welcome." She said, She was just as beautiful as her husband was handsome. Her long dark hair flowed beyond her waist and was adorned with golden accessories. Clothed in a long flowing flowery dress, she also wore tattoos similar to her husbands.

one of them said, but she cut him short. "Oh really?! What should I say to you guys? Right, bravo! You did an excellent job, is that it? I left my son under your care and you two had the audacity to abandon him and come back? Oh, Lord!" Mrs. Smith broke down to tears and everyone was surprised. Xena wasn't fully recovered, but she could walk around now and interact with other Assassinators. She was the only one who could go close to their boss to give her solace.

Luna’s gaze snapped toward him. A second later— Movement. Too fast for ordinary wolves. A black-clad figure burst from the trees straight toward them. Knife raised. Alexander caught the attacker mid-lunge by the throat. The impact cracked the surrounding earth. The assassin choked violently, boots kicking above the ground. And Luna saw it immediately. Silver tattoo behind the ear. Revenant. Her expression went cold. “Alive,” she ordered. Alexander’s fingers tightened anyway. The assassin’s neck creaked dangerously. “Alexander.” His eyes flicked toward her. Slowly— he loosened his grip enough for the man to breathe.

“Isla, layer in the emotional anchors—use the same psychological framing from my thesis on post-exposure unity. Make them feel the betrayal.” Tabitha nods sharply and starts typing. “On it, Luna.” I turn to Laura and Rowena. “We form the circle around me and myself. Anchor the ritual to his birth pulse. I’ll channel the vision through the bridge—my mother’s truth, Savannah’s lies, and the hope of this child. Rowena, lend the weight of pack memory. Make them remember what it means to be Revenant.” Rowena meets my eyes, something like pride flickering across her face. “As you command, Luna.”

"They can look until their eyes bleed, but they don't touch." In the cramped dressing room, Kit stripped off his hoodie. His frame was lithe and feminine—a curve-heavy American-Asian mix that made Alphas lose their minds. He pulled on see-through mesh leggings and a silk harness, then sprayed a synthetic Crushed Peach perfume over his pulse points to mask his scentless "glitch." He pouted at the mirror, adjusting his red gloss. "Damn. I look too good to be true." ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

"Rayden Kalesvara, I know you can hear me! Come out, you coward! Face me like a man!" Gavin Bramasta's once-immaculate clothes were now tattered and stained, his well-groomed hair was a chaotic mess, and his eyes burned red like the embers of hell. He was no longer the proud, genius heir of the Bramasta family. He was a ghost returned from the grave, a wild beast that had lost everything and now had only one thing left: hatred.

Jerry asked. “For Lupus Tenebris to be fully restored, he must bind with his vessel. That will happen after two moons. To stop it, each of you must bring together the four Moon Relics. Namely, the Wolf fang of Wolf kingdom, the Black witch’s Cauldron of Hexvale, the Heartstone of Zombie Kingdom, and the Blood Chalice of Vampirehaven.” There were shocked stares. Each relic was the heart of their kingdom. Giving them up would risk their very survival.

But something darker kept me moving forward, step by step, until I was standing at the door. Killian was lying naked on a black leather couch, looking like a king on his throne with his Iron Revenants chain swinging against his chest. Two women were tangled with him like snakes. A blonde with fake tits straddled him, riding him like she had been trained for it. A brunette was on her knees, her mouth sliding over him, switching with the blonde every time he barked an order. He didn’t bother to look up, just leaned his head back and groaned. His hair was messy and damp, a twisted grin pulling at his lips as he moaned in ecstasy.

I asked quietly. Everyone followed my gaze. “Serena!” Eva cried out suddenly, springing to her feet and rushing over. “Your sister, I presume?” Granny asked, smiling. Tyris nodded once. “Let them in,” I said. Serena stepped forward, a bright blush on her face. “I came to tell my sister something important,” she said after exchanging greetings. “I’ve found my mate. I wanted her to meet him.” Her eyes were shining as she turned to the man beside her. “This is Alpha Reuben of the Ruby Rose Pack.”

I turned with a defeated sigh to the men who were from my personal security detail. I addressed the men. “You do know that the point of me wearing a disguise and masking my scent is because I don’t want to be identified as the pack leader here?” They were all burly, dressed in all black. A few of them had not even bothered to hide the weapons they toted. A very large battle axe hung from the back of Ritglass, and Scem who was the smallest in the group was wide-eyed, knives gripped far too tightly in his hands as he stared behind me—almost beyond me.