روايات بقلم Sly Angel

KAMARASurprisingly, the morning sun was already high in the sky when my eyes finally fluttered open. I blinked at the digital clock on my nightstand. Almost 10:00 AM. I had completely slept in a luxury I hadn't allowed myself in what felt like centuries.Yawning, I pulled on a comfortable sweater and stepped out into the hallway, only to find Kaela walking out of her room at the exact same time, rubbing her eyes with a sleepy groan."What did you put in that food last night, Kaela?" I teased, leaning against the banister as we made our way toward the grand staircase. "I feel like I’ve been asleep for a decade."Before Kaela could even manage a groggy response, we reached the top of the stairs and stopped dead in our tracks.The entire living room below had been transformed. Streamers in deep gold and soft silver draped gracefully from the high ceilings, and a massive banner reading HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY KAMARA & KAELA! stretched across the main wall. Before we could even process the si

KamaraA Year LaterTime has a strange way of reshaping our lives when we aren't looking. For an entire year, I had completely buried myself in my studies, trading the dangerous chaos of my family’s world for the quiet, predictable rhythm of university lecture halls. The past year had changed everything.My phone buzzed in my hand, the screen lighting up with a name I had spent the last twelve months trying to lock away.Brian. He had reached out a dozen times over the past few months, begging for a chance to explain, to mend the wreckage he’d contributed to. And while he seemed to be doing well for himself now that his father was locked securely behind bars, forgiveness wasn't something I could just hand over. I didn't trust him. I didn't know if I ever would.With a definitive swipe, I declined the call, pushing the thought aside as the car came to a stop in front of the estate. I hadn’t been back properly in almost a year. But now I was finally here.And tomorrow…I was turning

KamaraI couldn't register the information at once.I looked at Dr. Laurence, but her face was beginning to blur into a smear of clinical white and sterile grey. “That can’t be true, right?” I looked at Elijah, desperate for him to tell me this was just another mind game, another lie to keep me off balance. “Right?”Elijah didn't look at me. He was staring at the floor, his hands shoved so deep into his pockets his knuckles were likely white. The doctor hesitated, then she slowly shook her head.“At the moment, I know it’s a lot to process. But it’s too early to say 'permanent,'" she clarified. "With intensive physical therapy and time, the nerves may recover. But for the foreseeable future, he’s going to be in a wheelchair.”May. Not would.I leaned against the wall, my heart fracturing. All I could feel was a violent, erratic thumping in my chest. He saved me, and this was the cost. "Does he know?"“I haven’t said it directly yet. But judging from his reactions…” She sighed softly,

KAMARA“I still think this whole thing is unnecessary.”A soft laugh left my lips as I adjusted the shopping bag sitting beside me in the backseat.“You’ve said that three times already,” I muttered into the phone.“And I’ll say it again,” Father replied smoothly. “We can have dinner without turning it into a royal ceremony.”“It’s not a ceremony,” I argued, smiling despite myself. “It’s literally just dinner.”“With enough food to feed an army.”“That’s because Kaela barely eats.”“And?”“And you eat…well…”A low chuckle rumbled through the speaker. It was strange.Weeks ago, speaking to my father felt impossible. Now we could somehow sit on a call arguing about dinner plans and food portions like normal people.Normal.I never thought we would get here.“You’re smiling,” he suddenly said.I blinked. “What?”“You always go quiet when you smile.”Something softened painfully in my chest.Maybe he was learning me too.I looked out the car window, watching the streets blur past. “Maybe

KamaraFor the next few days, Jace hadn’t woken up.The doctors kept saying he was recovering, though very slowly. There were too many internal injuries, too much damage his body had sustained, and every step of his treatment had to be handled carefully.It hurt hearing it every single time, but at least he was alive. That was the only thing keeping me together.Life outside the hospital had somehow continued moving, even after everything that happened.Matthias had finally been arrested.The authorities found enough evidence in the files we recovered to bury him for good, and whatever they discovered inside his house only made things worse for him. For once, justice was actually happening.And Elijah…I had seen him a few times over the past week whenever he came around to help with bills or check in on things. He looked different now. Lighter somehow. Like he was finally trying to rebuild himself after everything.I liked that for him.Honestly, I liked that for all of us. Maybe thi

Kamarawas it. My life up until this moment.They said minutes before you die, the best moments of your life flash before your eyes. But right now, all I could see was fear. The cold barrel of the pistol was a focal point of terror against my skin. I could smell the gunpowder and the sweat on Ricko’s palm as he hauled me up. My feet barely touched the floor."Mom, please..." My voice was thin and shaky."I'm scared. I don't want to die. Mom, do something!""Keep your mouth shut, girl!" Ricko snarled, his grip on my throat tightening until I felt the pressure in my eyes. He looked at my mother with an ugly grin. "You see her, Vivian? This is your handiwork. Every tear she sheds, every bruise on that boy on the floor, it’s all because of you. You ruined their lives before they even started living it."My mother was shaking so hard the gun in her hand was a blur. "No... I tried to protect them. I did it for my family… all I do is for my family.”"Look where that landed you!" He barked.

Lacy’s POVRosa sat regally, her legs were crossed, and she gave me a fleeting look and then turned her face away from me and muttered something to one of the women that were close to her.I hesitated, a part of me still wanted to charge full steam ahead and confront her, but my instincts told me it would be a bad idea.Thoughts of what happened six years flashed in my mind, and my heartbeat quickened.“Uhm,” the lady smirked as she approached me, “Lacy, right?”I shot her a dangerous look.She gasped.“Such an animal, see the look on her face,” a voice whispered loud enough for me to hear it.“My goddess, how did she get in here?” another responded in the same hushed voice that was just loud enough for me to hear it.The lady speaking to me cleared her throat and tried to look authoritative. She was dressed in a flowing yellow dress and high stiletto heels.I caught her eyeing my snow blonde hair.“So shameless, she is still rocking this look,” another voice muttered in the ball room

Lacy’s POV“Wait, what does that mean?” I said, a sudden weariness falling upon me.Lucas was fuming, his chest rising and falling as he stared at me.I wanted answers, “What the hell are you talking about? On the hook how?”“Like you care,” he finally replied.His words cut deep and forced me to squint, “Of course I do care, I care about you and mom.”“Bullshit! Okay? You don’t.”He marched back to the door and yanked it open, “Just get out, Lacy. we were doing well before you came back into our lives.”I didn’t move an inch, “I am not going anywhere, not until I see mom!”“She does not want to see you!” he yelled as he simultaneously slammed the door back.“That’s not true,” I shook my head vigorously.“Mom was sick and, in the hospital, and somehow, you made it all about you, and then you went ahead and disrespected the Luna. You could not even respect yourself!” his voice shot up. Veins were bulging in his neck.My gaze narrowed even further as I stared at him, “Where is mum, Luca

Lacy’s POV“Wh-,” I felt myself stutter and shudder.“Shuu-” he placed his right index finger on my lips and pressed it shut.He was touching me.Electricity ran through my face, and I stiffened and fought back a moan.“No one tells me what to do – Get it?”I wanted to say I did, but his finger was still pressed against my lips.He slid it down slowly, and when it crossed my upper lips, he let it linger on my lower lips, pulling it apart a little.It was like being shocked repeatedly. I just stood still shuddering as spasms hit me back to front.I could not even explain what was happening and things that I thought I would never feel again began to creep up.My nipples got very erect, and I felt goosebumps all over my body.Our gazes were locked, and there was something devious dancing in his eyes.I took a step back and was almost sorry that I did.It was like whiplash. The sudden surge and regression of erotic feelings in me made me dizzy.I staggered and held onto the wall to balanc

Lacy’s POV“I do not like to repeat myself, tell me what you want!” Baron Steel demanded.“Nothing,” I said and folded my arms.“Nonsense!” he exclaimed, “You expect me to believe that?”“Believe what you want. Frankly, I don’t care.” I paused for a while, “If I am being completely honest, I do want something.”“There we go…”“But not in the way you think,” I said, cutting him off.His gaze narrowed, “Out with it.”“I am the type of person that can prevent problems for you before you are even aware of them, that is what I am good at and two, it is in my private interest to ensure that Mr. Jackman don’t get the deal.”He studied me for a while, his gaze hard and calculating.I stood still and took a deep breath. In the face of the fierce gaze of monsters like alpha Rafael and his beta, Ted, Mr. Steel’s gaze was nothing.“I like you,” he said at last. “Lacy, right?”I nodded.He slid the photos back into the envelope, “I will be in touch.”I gave a small smile, bowed courteously, and th

Rafael’s POVThe meeting with alpha Harden went better than I could have ever anticipated. Finally, I had the upper hand, all that was left was to keep a low profile until the day of the alliance meeting and finally, this nightmare with Blaine would be over.Because of how quickly the meeting wrapped up, I returned back to the pack in record time.“I need you to explain yourself,” Ted voice roared.I told the driver to hit the brakes and then wound down the back window.Over in the distance, near the parking garage, Ted was having a confrontation with a tall, lanky man – there was no doubt in my mind that it was Mike Flamez.I got out of the car and began to approach the arguing men on foot.“I have nothing to say to the likes of you,” Mike retorted with a smug and defiant look on his face.Ted sneered and came closer, “What did you just say?”Mike’s hands went behind his long trench coat.I could intuitively feel it, he was reaching for a weapon – a fight was about to break out.Non

Lacy’s POVHis expression was still calm, “Why are you so interested in protecting the image of the man who wants you dead?”I gasped and stared at Blaine, “What?”He arched an eyebrow, a questioning look still on his face.“Alpha Rafael is not the one who wants me dead,” I said in his defense.I didn’t know why I reacted that way but I felt the overpowering urge to defend him, “It is Rosa, she is the problem.”He scoffed, “Don’t be naïve, Lacy. Do you really think a luna can make a move with the blessing of her alpha?”I shook my head, “No, no, you don’t know Rosa like I do. Trust me, this is all on her.”“Wake up, Lacy!” he snapped. “How can you not see it yet?”“See what?” I spread my hands out, “What are you talking about?”“You think it is a coincidence that you and your KIDS…” he stressed, “Were attacked so close to the alliance meeting?”I frowned.“Rafael thinks he is going to win. That is why he is making all these bold moves, not minding what I can do about it, don’t you see