Novels by Layomi

ELARA'S POV The seriousness of the situation oppressed me like a gigantic wave, and with each inhalation, I was overcome by suffocation more than the room in front of me. I felt the pain of betrayal at my very heart. My chest tightened as I rose to my feet, my whole body trembling in fear. All of it was spinning beyond my control around me. My mind was weighed down, and I could not help but be overcome by shock and pain.Kael's voice sliced through me like a blade. My whole body froze when he uttered the rejection words.Seraphina materialized beside him suddenly. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and had a sneer on her face. Her eyes were full of hatred for me.Kael gazed at her and wrapped his arms around her waist possessively, drawing her close.I missed a beat in my heart as I heard the next words spoken by Kael."Seraphina is my chosen mate," he stated with a chilly voice. "She will be your new Luna."The pack started cheering as my whole world crumbled into pieces righ

The night was peaceful but quiet also. It was the only time I had to myself. Despite how poorly I was treated, they allowed me to sleep in peace because it helps my blood to be replenished.It is now my favorite time of day. It was the only time I could visit the love of my life without prying eyes watching me.I heard the familiar knock on my door and quickly stashed my torn dress underneath my bed. I caught a speedy glance in the mirror, made sure I was decent, then opened the door."Hey, Elara?" Kael spoke low and soft, as though he were afraid of waking everyone else up.My heart skipped a happy beat at the mere sight of him. I smiled widely."You came," I whispered and moved back a little as I swung the door open wide.Kael stepped inside my little room and I closed the door behind him. I was so happy he was able to come today.Prince Kael was the best thing that had ever come my way in the pack. He was the Alpha's son and heir to the throne. He was the sole person who cared for

ELARA'S POV The leather restraints squeezed tightly on my wrists, securing me to the cold table. I tried to squirm and shift, but they pulled tight, cutting into my skin. I gasped in short, burning breaths as I watched the needle, which was moving ominously close to my arm. I had been in this position hundreds of times before, but it just never got easier."Please… don't. I'm tired, doc. You know this isn't healthy," I tousled my hair with a head shake and continued in a barely audible whisper. The acrid taste lingered on my tongue as I spoke the words, knowing that once again they would be muffled.The pack's physician, Dr. Alder, avoided eye contact with me. He never did, ever. He maintained his interest in his work, hearing my requests as noise in the background.I pouted my lips in pain as the needle pierced my skin and pushed into my vein. The sharp pinch caused tears to brim behind eyelashes. A chill ran through me as the warmth diffused in my arm and my blood filled the test t