The Bane Of Light Novels & Stories

“The Alpha of Shadowed Banes.” *****

It seemed he knew something when Noah said the word “Starlight” On the other hand, Lux was trying to calm down and took a deep breath. The blonde-haired girl had a faint smile on her face, “Huft … looks like I have to use that. Like it or not, I have to do it in an emergency like this. In fact, I really don't want to use it because the side effects are quite troublesome.” Lux who showed a calm expression and she suddenly smiled faintly, it made the man who attacked her feel that something was strange.

Paul nervously chuckled, releasing my hands. "Let me capture your photos now." Paul suggested, making his way across the room. "You seem to have captured everyone's liking, wife." Justin approached me and I stared at him. Then, Mr. Paul spoke up, "Camera lights are ready for action, sir." Justin gestured for me to proceed, but I shook my head;I wasn't quite ready yet. He furrowed his brows, I quietly looked away. "Don't tell me you're camera-shy." I heard Justin scoff.

As Adolph was checking them, Bernard was sweating profusely. “Wolfs bane. He has been feeding them with wolfs bane for days.” Adolph gasped dramatically. He then turned to Bernard, “How are we going to explain this to Megan when she comes home? Don't tell me the reason she ran away was because you people were targeting her and her family?” He exclaimed in shock.

Bannon's avatar was nowhere to be seen in the coliseum when Wilbur opened his eyes again, and only one of Bannon's three clones was left. Bannon sputtered as he coughed up blood. "What cultivation method is this, and how is it so powerful? I feel like my powers were drained in the blink of an eye… No, something this powerful shouldn't exist! That's impossible!" Wilbur snapped back to his senses when he heard Bannon's ramblings. The power of light represented brightness, and all things good would be empowered by it. On the other hand, all evil would be struck down by the power of light.

The small vial shimmered with a distant cerulean hue, illuminated by the light of the sporadic lighting. My eyes widened at the sight of the vial. It was known as the Wolf’s Bane—the potent bane of our kind, capable of weakening even the greatest wolf. My heart pounded. How was Boris able to obtain Wolf's Bane? And how did he manage to bring it into the Games without getting caught?

Now, I was all alone with Argon and Estelle, the power couple. They both had their eyes at me, looking at me from head to toe with disgust in their gazes. "Look at their ugly faces. Just one slash across it and they'll have a sexy bloody face. Haha," Bane mocked within. My mouth almost broke out with laughter, imagining how their face would look like, all bloody and fleshy. But these two were busy insulting me, mostly Estelle.

I cried, not able to say the words were rising in my throat; I didn't want any of this to be accurate; trapped inside a nightmare that I cannot awake. "I know," Bane said; he softly stroked my cheek, and I looked up at him shocked; he smiled softly at me; the sky was black and full of stars. The moonlight hit his face, suddenly showing his bright blue eyes; his face chiseled to perfection, his dirty blonde hair was tousled and thick.

They catch the light in a way that makes my wolf go still inside me. Bane smiles. Not a friendly smile. Summer whispers up at me, “Who’s the creepy guy?” I don’t answer her. I can’t take my eyes off him. “It’s been ages, Alphas,” Bane says. He glances at Caden and gives him a small nod. “Both of you look like shit. Grief does that.” Caden’s voice comes out low. “How the hell are you here, Bane?” Bane tilts his head like the question amuses him. “I’m wherever I want to be at the right time, at the right moment.” He spreads his hands like it explains everything. “Timing is everything in this game.”

My eyes widened, scanning the swirling white vapor. Slowly, a towering, massive figure materialized out of the fog, walking directly toward me. It was Bane. A momentary wave of relief washed over me, but it vanished instantly when he stepped into the dim light of the vanity mirror. His eyes weren't calm. They were pitch-black, blown wide with a dark, primal and incredibly serious look as if I were a threat that had just breached his final line of defense. As the fog swirled and parted around him, my breath completely left my body. My jaw dropped, my jade-green eyes stretching to their absolute limits.