The Black Sparrow Ao3 Mga Nobela at Kwento

I push down a gasp exploding from my throat as Cayden sends me the image of him passing his tongue along my neck as I’m straddling him as he moves his hands, squeezing mine tighter. “Yes!” I burst out. “I do!” Cayden smiles, lowering his head and bringing my hands to his lips to kiss my knuckles. The sparks he generates travel up my arm and down my spine, making me shudder pleasantly. “Members of the Blood Fang!” The Elder shouts in excitement. “Welcome your new Luna, Artemisia Blackwood.” “Oh, my Goddess,” I whisper, as I feel the bond to the pack snap. Goosebumps rise on my skin as I hear the gasping of the crowd, signalling to me that they felt it too.

Remy stands in the center, shirtless, the locket catching firelight, blackbird bead braided tight into my hair brushing his shoulder every time I move. He lifts his chin and starts the song. Not the one from two years ago. A new one. In Caddo first, then in English so I can follow. Remy (voice carrying over the crackle of flames): “She came from across the water, lightning braided in her hair, thunder laughing in her throat. The valley opened its arms. The coyotes opened their hearts. Blackbird flew ahead to guide her home.” Every shifter in the circle tilts their head back and howls (one long, perfect note that makes the stars feel closer).

"Not yet, not like this—” Her violet eyes finally—finally—met mine. And they were so distant. Final. “Go.” It was Sarah’s voice that punctured the spell I remained under long enough to notice something further. I caught her beta stature, steady despite the tension swirling between every wolf instinct present. “Alpha Blackwood doesn’t know when he’s overstayed,” her annoyance read every tone through clenched words. I should’ve growled. Should’ve told any beta wolf interfering with things beyond their status. But…

It felt like we were melting into each other, the lines between my soul and hers blurring into a single, high-voltage wire. We didn't go all the way. We couldn't. Not here, not with a war coming, not with the clock ticking for Maya. But in that truck, high above the town of Blackridge, we explored every inch of the spark between us. It was a commitment of the blood, if not yet the body. I pulled back, resting my forehead against hers. My chest was heaving, my pupils blown wide. "We have a plan," Raven said, her voice steady now.

The hall fell silent. But then Kael burst into laughter. “Oh, you must be delusional.” He said, stepping closer. “No matter what you do, you can’t just override the rules.” I smiled at him coldly. “Who says I’m overriding rules. As I said, Vixen is a member of Blackthorn pack now, that’s because we are engaged to be married.” Everyone gasped in shock. Including Vixen.

Our bond was making him strong again. When we stopped kissing, I saw something. A black bird was sitting on the window. It had amber eyes—the same eyes as my ex-mate, Damon. It was watching us. "He was spying on us," I said, pointing at the bird. "Let him watch," Rowan growled. His eyes flashed silver. "Let him see what he threw away. Because tomorrow, we stop hiding. Tomorrow, my army marches." I looked at the mark on Rowan’s neck. It looked like a purple crown now. It was a promise of war.

Elian breathed hard, his senses going haywire as he jumped Dex and they both went down hard. Dex fell to the floor first and then Elian, right on top of him. Elian wrapped around Dex's neck and he squeezed with a sickening glint in his eyes. He wanted to see as life left his eyes, he wanted to be the last person Dex saw as his world went black. But Dex didn't struggle, he just chuckled, despite being choked, and stared back into Elian's wild eyes. His bloody nose only made his grin more demonic.

Sky rolled her eyes and Jen glared at her. “You are just jealous he came after me not you!” Jen said crossing her arms. "Fine fine but don't come crying back to me.” Sky walked over to the cafeteria and ordered our food. We sat at our usual table eating and chatting when I felt something strange, like someone was staring at me. I turned and stared deep into ocean blue eyes which belong to non other than Zane Micheal Black the biggest man whore in school and apparently Jen's boyfriend. He looked at me with a shocked expression marrying his features but I quickly looked away.

Details: I tried to squeeze myself under his tight grip around my neck. His large claws started digging into my flesh. 'I want you to shift.' he ordered, carefully word by word. 'I can't.' my wolf, Sparkle, replied to the black, large wolf who was on top of us. He added more pressure to my neck. I started getting breathless and lightheaded due to the lack of oxygen. Even Sparkle started feeling suffocated. 'Shift,' he ordered again, the second time, with a slight warning in his voice.

Instead, the Moon Goddess played with my feelings. Specifically, she allowed me to spend years getting to know the most beautiful, kind-hearted, perfect she-wolf ever born, and then mated her to Leo f&&king Bloodstone… a male who absolutely did not deserve her. Are you surprised at how forthcoming I’m being right now? Yeah, well. Like I hinted at the beginning, being on the edge of war —not knowing whether you are going to live or die— makes you very introspective.