When Was Regulus Black Born Novels & Stories

When you go back, remember to thank her," said Lucas. Six years had passed, and even though Lucas had grown into a thirteen-year-old, he still hated me just as much as he did when he was little. My name was Amelia Sutherland, and I was once the most beloved daughter of the Sutherland family. Later on, I married a powerful Alpha, Leon Black. Everyone said our union was a match made in heaven. He was handsome, strong, and the leader of the Darkmoon pack. I was gentle and virtuous, bearing his firstborn son, Lucas.

"There are unjust murders happening. Smaller people being oppressed and discriminated. Innocent people died because of someone abusing their power and you just watch everything happening! We could've done something!" Rachelia struck Edwin with her umbrella. "What the hell are you even talking about? You want us act as heroes? Saving people from all the bloody problems they've done? We have our own duty." "You know what I'm talking about." Edwin glowered at Rachelia. "Remember Laurie Levenbaum? A Scion of Regulus from a hundred years ago?" Rachelia left the unanswered question hung in the air. Lars remembered the name, a Scion of Regulus way before him. The furious glare on Edwin's eyes pique

“No one will question it. Darius falls protecting his pack. Kiera dies fighting beside him. Tragic, but expected in war.” “And then what?” I pressed. “Even with them dead, I’m not Luna. The pack won’t accept me, especially not with Eli still alive.” “Eli is five years old,” Lucien said dismissively. “Too young to lead. The pack will need someone to step up, take control, prevent everything from falling apart. Someone who was already close to power.” “Me,” I realized. “You, carrying what you claim is Darius’s child,” Lucien corrected. “The rightful heir to Blackhowl, with you as regent until the child comes of age.”

“Borris, what do you think?’’ The one who was called Vlad asked his colleague. Borris was a big man. And he was next in succession. The Beta of the Alpha of the Black pack. But he was in the sideline, even to this day. He removed his hood and stood up. He did not bothered to hid his identity. He towered over his mates. “We have waited for this all our lives. Constantine Clayton is long dead but he remains to be a powerful bastard in the wolf world. Had we known that he and that b*tch Teresa had an offspring, I should have ended that child’s life the moment she was born!” Constantine Clayton Black was Max’s father. He came from the long line of Alpha wolves. But he was different. He was a hyb

“It can’t be. That blood lion is called Ragnar. Although not a rare talent, it’s a genius, after all. With a level at the peak of eight stars and strength at the early stage of nine stars, I don’t think Regus can kill it.” “That's right, and the man in black doesn't seem that simple either. I don’t think Regus will make a move.” Various comments could be heard, and Philip hovered in the air while looking at the few people below with great interest. However, he deliberately controlled his aura so that his exposed strength was only the early stage of eight stars. Regus said blandly, “You disrupted my meal with a friend. How do you think we should settle this?”

I stumbled backward, crying out as my body hit the cold floor. "Useless! You're completely useless! It had to be him, of all men, Catherine! And now you're pregnant?!" Gasps filled the room. "Pregnant? A human and a lycan?" Theresa's eyes went wide. "It's not possible… I made sure she never missed her contraceptives," Regina said thoughtfully. "I put Gen in charge." "Contraceptives?" I repeated weakly. "You didn't actually think we'd let you have a hybrid child in Black Moon, did you? Let it become an heir?" Regina snapped.

, I paused. I stared at the folder, and debated whether opening it would be a mistake. I needed to know the truth, but the question was whether I truly wanted to. “Do you want me to do it?” Draven asked. I shook my head and told him that I could do it, but for him to stay close to me as I did. I opened the folder, and the first thing I saw was a birth certificate. Regent’s birth certificate. “Regent Edward Darling. Birthdate, October 13, 2007, 3:20am. Mother, Daphne Elaine Vincent. Father, Roland Eugene Darling. Weight, 5lbs 9oz, 19” in length,” I read out loud.

* Alpha King Zed * The sun is about to set in the West when I look up asking the skies if this is the end of my Father. The ceremony is over and all that's left is the stone built engraved with his name on top. Mister Rodolp Greyback, born on the eighth of September in 1825, my Father could live for another hundred years being old but still, I would have prepared if he died normally. It's difficult to accept that he passed away because someone had the audacity to end his life.

"What is it, Luna? I can see it in your eyes. Something has changed." Luna took a deep breath, her voice steady but tinged with sadness. "Rey, there is something I must tell you. It is about Lucius and his family; The Blackthorn family have a history with the dark side. We saw some of their ancient texts, the black beast was also from the family" "That is unexpected, this is the last thing Lucius needs to hear. He is already bearing a huge burden", Rey said in a time that have away her shock.

~~~ISABELLE~~~ I laughed, staring at the scene. A familiar pair of grey eyes with a Kent Grayson face stared back. Under his picture, all the information about him was listed. Name: Jules Blackwood Date of Birth: 14 January, 1990 Place of Origin: Green Bay Member of: The ShadowNight Pack Rank: Second in command to Damian Crown The last line made me laugh harder. It seemed like I had spent the whole day flirting with no one other than the right-hand man of my enemy. It couldn't get more satirical than this, but sometimes I liked life's sense of humour.