Rigel Wilde Novels & Stories

“We were told only five. Wolves, dragons, vampires, witches, and phoenixes. This was the bargain, the balance.” “She was not awakened until now,” Selene said firmly, meeting his fire with unflinching calm. “But she is real. Serenya walks the mortal world, bound to her horse spirit, Solana. She is the Guardian of the Wild Veil—between dawn and dusk, between life and the wilderness itself. She is not of the original five, but of something older.” “Older,” Vaelora repeated, her lips curling. “You mean—forgotten.”

Straight up the man of my dreams. “Who are you?” I asked, finding my tongue. He snickered, then was suddenly in my face. “Your hero,” he said, minty breath blowing on my face. “Uh… I guess,” I said, distancing myself from him. What was he doing in the forest, naked of all things! “I meant to ask your name.” “Rigel,” he replied. “Rigel Johnson, Head Gamma of the Red Claw Pack and your knight without an armor, Luna.”

I was ready for whatever he sent and so were my Zetas. I had changed the plans and we would have a double coronation after the wedding. I wanted Storm to be crowned with me and this way was better, two ceremonies on one day and then I could get rid of everyone in my territory so much sooner and we could go back to our normal lives. “I heard you had some fun in the dungeons,” Rafael said as I walked into the dining hall. “It was a suicide mission to start with, twelve rogues and three witches. I don’t know what he was thinking,” I said as I walked to the head table greeting pack members on the way.

Wushi. He would make women obsessed with him and buy them anything they wished for, but never would he give them love nor affection. He considered all women who approached him objects of desire that were bound by materialism. It was impossible and yet they would always try to melt a heart of stone. She recalled her former life when she killed for a living. 'Adolf's shadow' was the name she earned due to how inept and cruel she was to her targets.

He added, so there are many of them? I am now sitting in the front seat of Riguel's car. I don't know how they made me agree, all I know is that I agreed. I can't let my boredom roam around in that place. I can not do it. In the backseat are Jax, Jizan, Ryl, and Celestine. Celestine is the cousin of Ryl and Riguel, she is full blooded german because it is said that Riguel's family has german ancestry, on their mother's side. That makes Riguel and Ryl half german, well which explains their looks. She looks so soft, she looks very modest and her aura is kind. I don't see any harm in her at all.

The smooth smile Zein had on his face went off when he heard the next words: “My son, you’re not alone in this world. I’m with you. I’m with you because I’m your mother! Your father and your grandmother took you away from me! Please, wake up and listen to me! You don’t deserve this! I’m the one who should be here! You’re all I have. Don’t leave me alone! Don’t do that! You’re all I have! My son, I’m not a murderer! I didn’t kill those people! Please, my love, you have to listen to me. Gadriel, I… I… I’m not Amelia Muriel… I… I… I’m Erika Beltran, the woman who gave birth to you and was punished for a crime she did not commit. Gadriel, just wake up!”

Lightning stepped forward, clapping a hand on my shoulder. "Good job," he said, his voice low and firm. "The Wild Ridge doesn't tolerate betrayal." As the group started to disperse, I felt a hand on my arm. I turned to see Jax. "You good?" he asked quietly. I nodded again, though the weight of the day was starting to settle in. "Yeah. I'm good." Jax smiled as he said, "Well, go get cleaned up then. You actually look like death!" He eyed me up and down, amusement flickering in his eyes.

Hell, Wilder almost looks as if he might join him. “Wilder who was that?” I ask him, moving towards him. “Presley. From New York. She and I-” He swallows hard. “We got close. Kind of. Apparently real;y close.” He looks at the baby. “Close enough to have a son.” He looks at me, tears in his eyes. “I have a son.”

, she snapped. "Aww, here I was, thinking you're just an uncaring cold-hearted bitch", she side-hugged her while they both chuckled and the temperature dropped again. "Fuck, I've got to get this shit fixed soon" "I agree but I still can't believe you believe in that news thing. Just wait and watch the conspiracies that rise with this new "mysterious creature" thing tomorrow", Rita drawled. "Yeah right, so when do I meet this prince you've been talking about?", Belle asked, jumping on the overly comfortable bed right after Rita.