Viktor X Reader Arcane Novels & Stories

He said wryly. Zavier stiffened before he was looking away and busying himself. "Now I am able to see paths that nobody else can see unless it involves Ariella. So." Victor was being interrupted instantly. "If you can't see her path why are you here?" Arthur roared. "Enough." I snapped angrily. "I can see Hectors. I will know when he is not with her and where he is when he is not with her." He said. "Didn't you see Alexander taking Ariella's purity?" Maverick asked slowly. "When I am physically looking at the path yes I can see everything but unless Hector comes to me I can only see him when he's away from her." He said confidently.

Viktor didn’t complain; he accepted with gratitude, promising to serve and follow the pack no matter what. Aaron remained sceptical of Viktor, and it showed in his communication with him. Damor said all he had to do was say the word, and he would rip out Viktor’s heart. It turned out Aaron wasn’t the only one with second thoughts about him. Ivan didn’t see him as a snake; his story checked out, and there was nothing fishy about him. According to him, he was just a man broken by life and trying to find his feet on the ground.

Well, he was straightforward. I ducked under his arm and went around him. I hurriedly backed away from him. I wanted to keep some distance between us and spend as little as possible time close to him. I had cancelled out my scent but I didn’t want to take any chances of him whiffing a smell of my body. Viktor turned around to face me with a smirk, “I see you are light on your feet, huh? Is that pure skill or is that magic too?” He sped towards me with a grin, “Well, it doesn’t matter what you’re on,” he paused as he threw rapid punches at me, “all I know is, I want to know what color the blood of a warlock is.”

“You’re right, I am no gentleman, I haven't told you otherwise. And I have no interest in any ‘price,’ Kari.” He shrugged, “I simply don't want you to ruin your life because of a cur like Titan.” “How do you know Titan?” I asked, feeling a bit foolish for not asking him that earlier. He was obviously a werewolf, I could immediately tell the instant his hands wrapped around my waist as he lifted me off the ledge of that bridge. Viktor stood and walked to a cupboard, pulling out a bottle of amber liquid and a single glass. He poured a measure and handed it to me. “Are you with child?”

his words trailed off but his expression completed the statement. I stood up and stretched, cracking my knuckles. “What are we going to do?” he asked. “I called Vivian,” I said with a smile. “She's dead.” His jaw fell open. “I made someone do some digging and it turns out that Orion men attacked my den.” “Mirabel is Chloe?” He frowned. “She must have told him about Xena's impurity and the unborn.” “We have to end Xena now,” Viktor said. “He will use it against you, we would have to burn the evidence.”

The First stumbles, shock flickering across their face. "Impossible," they breathe. "Your power... it's growing." "Because I'm not fighting alone," I say, feeling Victor's presence surge through me. "I never was." The chamber erupts with a deafening crash. Stone shatters, dust explodes, and through the chaos, I see him. Victor. His wolf is fully unleashed, his eyes blazing with golden light, his claws extended and dripping with the blood of whoever dared to stand in his way. "Arielle!" His voice is raw, desperate, filled with relief and rage.

“I thought maybe you’d been looking at them and wondered why they weren’t put back properly, since you’re usually so careful with them.” Viktor shook his head. “I haven’t had time to look at them in weeks.” He strode across the room and plucked a book from Stephan hand, checking the title. It was Lycanthropy. Raising the book to his nose, he took a sniff. A faint trace of Adriana's scent remained. Grimly, he clenched the book in his hand. “I think we have a problem.” ********

They moved aside to give me access. A dagger was buried into the ground, pinning a piece of parchment beneath it. The parchment was stained with blood. I ripped it free and unfolded it. "You thought you were the hunter. But now, you have become the hunted. If you want your precious armor, come and find me. - Viktor" I folded the paper and put it in my pocket.. Viktor. So Viktor has the armour? His intention, of course, is obvious. Who wouldn't want to be the king and have the primordial mate?

Viktor stared at me with a shocked expression on his face. "Ohh yes,” I nodded casually, smirking at his reaction. “I forgot to tell you as you weren't available the day I found out... Athena is Kira's lycan. “Like… ‘The Athena?’” Viktor asked again, his eyes wide with disbelief. “I was as shocked as you are now when I found out too.” I chuckled. “You know what that means right?” “I do.”

King Vyr warned and Mary nodded her head and soon enough the glow from the pendant faded, returning it to its normal, dull state. She let out a deep breath and sank back onto the bed. Her heart was still racing. She wanted to rest so that later towards the evening she would look for the cook in the castle to help out. ★★★★ Dika was one of the first students to leave the Arcane as soon as it closed for the day. She didn’t waste any time. Unlike Nyxoria, she didn’t have a horse to ride, so she ran faster than a vampire. Running was one of her secret skills, something only Nyxoria knew. She could outrun a vampire, faster than any A****n warrior should be able to. It was a gift, but one she kept