Toothless X Nightshade Novels & Stories

she said after swallowing her first bite. I hadn’t seen him since morning either. “He’s probably at a pack meeting with Night,” I offered with a shrug. “Without you?” she scoffed, finishing her juice. I refilled her glass as she continued through a mouthful of food. “Alpha Night never goes anywhere without his Shadow,” That was true. “How’s Dathan?” I asked quickly, trying to shift the topic. “He’s off playing somewhere, I’m sure,” she replied with ease. With the pack’s tight security, there was little cause for concern.

I kissed lower tasted the hollow of her throat, the delicate curve of her collarbone salt and soap and her. She tugged at my hoodie impatiently. I yanked it off over my head. Her nails scraped down my back hard enough to sting and I groaned against her skin, hips jerking forward. I pushed the shirt up and over her head tossed it aside. She was bare underneath perfect flushed skin nipples tight from the cool air. I took one in my mouth, sucked it slowly as my tongue circled the peak. She cried out fingers digging into my hair holding me there. I switched to the other and gave it the same attention until she was writhing and panting.

"Katherine sent this? She was trying to be nice after what happened at dinner. She told my mother she felt terrible about her clumsiness." "She isn't clumsy, Duncan, and she isn't nice," Amora said, stepping closer to the counter until she was inches away from him. She refused to back down. "That tin is packed with Black-Root Nightshade. It is masked with heavy lavender to hide the bitter smell. If Remus drank that, his wolf would have been paralyzed for a week. If I drank it, your precious asset upstairs would be dead by tomorrow morning." Duncan’s entire body went rigid. A heavy, suffocating silence fell over the kitchen. Remus looked between the two of them, his face turning completely pa

His sharp, calculating eyes swept across the room, completely ignoring Alpha Bloodwood’s bragging. ‎"Your shaman claims he used an infusion of crushed moon-lily roots," Ethan said, his voice a deep, quiet baritone that made every wolf in the room stiffen with instinctual submission. "But the toxin in my blood was engineered Death’s Nightshade. Moon-lily would have accelerated my cardiac arrest, not cured it." ‎Alpha Bloodwood’s smile froze. He cleared his throat nervously, looking toward his lead shaman, who was sweating profusely at the far end of the table. "Ah, well... our shaman uses a proprietary blend, Your Majesty. A mix of traditional mysticism and—"

It was as if a dormant, highly advanced muscle memory had suddenly taken over her limbs. She looked down at her hands, confused and slightly unnerved by what had just transpired. On the floor, Nimrod was grunting, visibly struggling to push himself back up to his feet, his pride clearly wounded alongside his ribs. Not wanting to stick around for his reaction or give him a chance to call for another round, Seven abruptly turned her back on him. Without saying a word, she hurried out of the ring and made a straight line for the privacy of the shower room.

The only real question was how and when to administer the nightshade, if the legends were true that it did counteract the venom. The moment my children had returned with bundles of wolfsbane and nightshade, I set to work. I selected three wolves and began the process of changing them, giving one my blood mixed with wolfsbane and nightshade, and two my blood mixed only with the nightshade. Come morning, the wolf who had been given both had died, the other’s clinging perilously to life after the change. They needed to feed to complete the process, the nightshade having worked so far to suppress their venom. I decided to feed one the blood from one of my human captives without nightshade, while

She should’ve traded with Zane and sat where she had a worse view, in the middle. The vehicles had come from some wealthy donors who were interested in seeing LIGHTS put a complete end to the Vampires. Like cockroaches who had hidden away until after the blasting was over, they were crawling out from beneath rocks and out of holes, ready to flex their muscles since the most dangerous part of the Revelation appeared to be over.

Then I came across the page about their offspring. Alderhaws’ children were different from other pups. They possess this protective barrier-like chamber once they started maturing. Thus, I confidently slashed my abdomen that way knowing my child won’t be hurt that shallow. The council doctor who reported my fake diagnosis was hypnotized by me to do so. “Thank you,” Zaetron suddenly uttered with his wide genuine smile plastered on his face. I don’t know why but my face again heated up and I quickly moved my head away from him. “I heard Nightshade pack faces a war.” I cleared my voice. “I want to go.”

Few Weeks Later AT NIGHTSHADE PACK The dawn broke over the Nightshade pack's territory, casting a soft, golden light over the sprawling landscape. The aftermath of the battle with the Skyclaw pack still lingered in the air, a mixture of triumph and tension palpable among the pack members. Alpha Cade stood on the balcony of his quarters, surveying the land with a satisfied yet cautious gaze. The previous night’s victory had been hard-fought, but it had finally severed the lingering threat of the Skyclaw clan.