Novelas de Larisa Wilson

The Moon Goddess appeared to Vera in her dreams. She laughed bitterly."You envied the scar... so I give it to your daughter," she whispered. "Let her suffer as Ava did."Just then Vera jolted awake in a loud scream, clutching her abdomen. A sudden warmth rushed down her legs, and she gasped, realizing what was happening."Vera—what's it?" Kael's voice was sharp as he sat beside her."I... I had a terrible dream," she muttered, then winced gain in excruciating pain."I think it's time," Vera hissed as she held onto his hand."Time for what?" Kael asked, his eyes wide."The pup is on its way... god damn it," she snapped.Soon the midwives poured into the room, their voices calm, a contrast to the chaos in Vera's mind. Kael remained in the corner, his hands clenching. Time seemed to stretch as hours ran into each other, until, finally, a little desperate cry cut through the air."It's a girl!" one of the midwives beamed, placing the newborn in Vera's trembling hands. The little one's sk

Author's POV"Lucas, it's time for breakfast," the tired-looking maiden sighed, flipping over the bed covers.Aria, still catching her breath, frowned. "Found him?""He's not here either," Clara replied, scanning the room. "We need to find him before the Luna wakes.""Lyanna will kill us for such, if he's missing again," Aria muttered."That boy has been up to some mischief or another ever since he could walk," Clara said with a weary smile. "Is the Luna awake?" She turned to Aria."She's out with Ma'am Lyanna and Hannah for a morning walk. We need to find him before they return.""I don't know why he can't be like his twin sister... Lyra is no trouble," Aria added."Are you talking about the crown prince in that manner!?" a voice erupted from behind.The maids jumped, their faces red, as they saw Dravin holding their little son in his arms. Lucas laughed and wiggled as his father walked further into his room."Got you," he smiled at the ladies who had been tirelessly searching for hi

Vivian's POVThe morning sun fell over the windows, casting a warm glow across the room. It’s been a day now since Elora left."Jude, Juliet, come over here, darling," I said sweetly, sitting opposite Corvin. He looked uneasy, with his fingers twisting together as he awaited their first words to him."Good morning, Alpha Corvin," Juliet's voice resounded slowly. Jude, however, hid behind his sister, peeking at Corvin cautiously."Awwn, what a cute girl you are," Corvin smiled warmly as he spread out his hands to her. "You look just as beautiful as your mother.""No," Juliet frowned, shaking her head slightly. "Mother is beautiful... but she said I'm more beautiful."Corvin smiled as he looked my way.I smiled, my chest tightening. "Yes honey, you are the prettiest princess alive," I said softly.I turned to Jude, crouching slightly. "Come say hi, sweetheart."His small legs shuffled forward, sharp but hesitant. "Hey man... why are you shy?" Corvin asked, his voice gentle."Because I'm

Dravin's POVNow I finally understood what that damn goddess meant when she said she was going to take away something important from me.I sighed as I looked up the sky. I knew why Elora wanted to go back to BloodMoon Pack—it had to be for revenge. I had done my findings. And the BloodMoon Alpha and Luna sure did look like Karl and her sister, Jenna from her past life as Irikah.Did they treat her so badly in her second life as Ava? If I was being honest, Elora had it pretty bad. First as Irikah, then Ava. I only wished she could just let go of the past and live her life fully as Elora.Morning soon dawned, and we picked up our belongings. Elora spent some time with Alpha Vivian, while I, with Corvin. It turns out he was actually a nice wolf, and I was glad to see how beautifully they’d rebuilt their walls."I could send in some of my men to come do the same in Sulk Pack if you don't mind?" Corvin said, as I stared at a magnificent piece of house built with pure rocks."I must admit t

Ava's POV"I can see you are still hell-bent on making those who made your past life a living hell pay for their crimes?" Her voice—also a memory stuck to my brain—cut through the air.I exhaled slowly as I got comfortable with the change of environment. The garden smelled of wet grass and jasmine."I have seen too much the influence revenge has on people to want to take one," I said, walking in the garden she had placed me in. The memory of Avala's words lingering in my mind."Then are you going back to BloodMoon?" she pressed."To be sincere, I hurt them more than they deserved in my first life," I admitted."They did same in your second," she added."And that is why I want to set everything straight in my third, and hopefully my last. I really don't want to be reborn again."Her voice lightened. "Interesting. So you want to go and apologize?""Well, that seems like the right thing to do." I nodded, watching the beautiful glowing moon that had set itself upon the soft orange sky."T

Ava's POVI had never felt pain like this, holding Avala’s lifeless body. She still felt very warm to me, despite the blood that flowed.I was glad she was able to clear her name before her death. And Vivian was reunited with her kids. That, at least, was blissful.But I would miss her… I already did."I'm sorry, Luna. She will be buried tonight," Lyanna mentioned as she walked into my room.Corvin and his men were able to set up a decent tent on short notice. I nodded at her words as I curled tighter to my pillow."You need to eat, Luna. Avala wouldn’t want you to neglect yourself," Lyanna pouted, sitting beside me.I forced a weak smile as tears rushed down my face."You need to keep your pups healthy—for yourself and your future," she added."I will eat, Lyanna," I whispered, "but please let me mourn a little first.""Fine, Luna. But I won’t hear ‘no’ the next time I come here. Avala is gone and won't come back."I couldn’t help but snicker at her last words. "Can't you at least tr

Ragnar's POVWhere the hell was Lisa? Maren's note was on my desk when I got back from the morning briefing.One folded sheet. I read it once, read it again, then tucked it into my pocket and went to find Lisa.She was coming from the kitchen with an apple in her hand and her eyes somewhere ahead of her feet. She would have walked straight past me if I had not stepped into her path."Maren flagged something about the baby."The apple stopped mid-toss."What kind of something?" She asked, pale silver eyes glowing."Walk with me."She fell into step without argument, which told me the word baby had done exactly what I knew it would do.I took the chair across from her rather than behind the desk. She sat without being asked, turned the apple over in her hands and waited."The baby's heartbeat is stronger than it should be at this stage," I told her. "Significantly.""Significantly." She repeated the word back slowly, tasting it."Maren is not alarmed. She is curious.""What is the diff

Seraphine's POV"The bolts of fabric go to the east wing storage," I told Mira, watching the women unload the last of the crates from the cart. "The spiced oils are for Maren, she will know what to do with them. And the toys—those go to the children's ward directly, do not leave them in the corridor."Mira nodded, already moving. She was efficient as always. I had trained her myself three years ago when she was seventeen and still dropped things when she was nervous. Thank God she did not drop things anymore, then we'd have to replace a lot of items.I watched them work for a moment, the quiet satisfaction of a task completed settling briefly in my chest. Two months in the eastern territories.Rogue wolves pushing at the borders, three settlements disrupted, supply lines cut at the midpoint. We had handled all of it. The pack was safe, the borders were clean, and I had come home with gifts for everyone because that was what you did when you led a campaign. You remembered the people

I was halfway through breakfast when the guard outside my window changed.Not unusual on its own. But this one was standing differently—shoulders back, spine straight, the kind of posture nobody maintained for an hour unless someone had told them to look sharp.I set my bread down.Three wolves I did not recognize were moving along the eastern path below. What the hell was going on? And why did those it seems they're preparing for a ceremonial?I pushed back from the window and went to find out what was happening.The corridor outside was busier than usual. A woman I had seen twice before in kitchen clothes was now in a clean pressed uniform, hair pinned tight. Two young pack members carried fresh flowers toward the main hall.Fresh flowers… On a Tuesday?I caught the arm of the nearest person, a young man with ink stains on his fingers. "What is going on?"He blinked at me like I had asked him what rain was. "Lady Seraphine arrived at dawn," he said, and kept walking like that explai

I had expected something cold.A clinical room, metal instruments lined up in a row, someone who would prod at me with the detached efficiency of a person doing a job they stopped caring about years ago. That was what pack physicians were like in SilverMoon. You went in, they told you what was wrong, you left feeling worse than when you arrived.Maren's room was the opposite of all of that.It was warm and slightly overwhelming— bundles of dried herbs hanging from the ceiling, stacks of books with cracked spines, small glass jars lined up along the windowsill catching the morning light. It smelled like jasmine and something earthy underneath, like soil after rain.A fat orange cat was asleep on the examination table when I walked in and Maren scooped it off without breaking her sentence, depositing it onto a chair where it rearranged itself and went back to sleep with the dignity of someone who had not just been moved against their will."Sit, sit," she said, patting the table. She

I woke up before the sun did and lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling.What was I doing here? Where was…. Then it all came back. The forest. The guards. Ragnar.I sat up slowly and put my hand on my stomach. The baby shifted and to be quite frank I had gotten used to it during the weeks of walking alone through forests with nowhere to go."I know," I whispered. "I don't know where we are either."I took stock of the room the way I had learned to take stock of every unfamiliar space.I crossed to the window first and checked if it opened. It did. I noted that and turned back.That was when I saw my shoes.I had kicked them off the night before without thinking, too exhausted to care that they were caked with mud from a week of walking. They sat by the door now, clean. The white canvas restored to something close to what it had been before everything fell apart, set neatly side by side like someone had taken actual care doing it.Someone had come into this room while I slept.

Lisa's POV My breath caught in my throat.The stranger from the bar. The man I had spent one reckless night with. The father of my child.He stood before me now, not in the dim lighting of some seedy bar, but in an opulent office, dressed in a black dress shirt that hugged his frame perfectly. His golden eyes locked onto mine, and that same unsettling calm I remembered washed over me."Hello, sweetheart. It's been a while."I couldn't speak. My mouth opened, but no words came out. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure everyone in the room could hear it.The warriors who had dragged me here exchanged confused glances, clearly sensing the tension between us."You…" I finally managed, my voice barely a whisper. "You're the Beta?"A slow smile spread across his lips, the kind that made my stomach flip. "Not quite."Before I could process his words, one of the warriors stepped forward. "Beta Grayson is away on pack business, Alpha. We thought you'd want to handle this personally."Alpha.