Sirius Black Smut Novels & Stories

"My Luna, Juniper." "There are reports, Sterling," Silas continues, his sightless eyes appearing to look right through Juniper’s sweater. "Reports of a black-bloom outbreak on your lands. An outbreak that was neutralized not by fire or prayer, but by... a spray bottle?" A few of the younger Alphas in the room chuckle, a sound like dry leaves.