Novels by Writer Ami

ELARAI swallowed, my hand trembling against the fabric of my dress. "Calix... what happened?" I whispered, my voice cracking against the silence. "Why are you looking at me like that?"His towering frame cast a long, dark shadow over me, but his posture wasn't protective anymore. It was completely detached. He looked down at me with a calm, flat expression that made my blood run cold."I want to end things between us," he said, devoid of warmth. My legs went numb. The ground beneath my feet felt like it was crumbling away into a dark abyss. A shock paralyzed my lungs, making it impossible to breathe. I stared at him, my mind rejecting the words I had just heard.After a long pause, I managed to force a sound out of my throat. "Why?" I choked out, my eyes burning as the first wave of panic hit my chest. "What happened? Last night... Last night you told me I was yours. You said nothing in this world could stop you from claiming me."Calix took a slow step forward, closing the space

ELARAI sat across from Chloe at her cluttered wooden desk, my fingers trembling so hard that the ceramic teacup I held rattled against its saucer."Chloe," I started, my voice barely louder than a whisper. I set the cup down before I could spill it. "Something happened last night.”“What?” She leaned forward.“Something shifted inside me. I’m feeling a wild surge... a volatile pressure moving beneath my skin. It feels alive, clawing its way through my veins. I think... I think it’s a wolf."Chloe froze. The medical journal she was flipping through slipped from her fingers, landing onto the desk with a loud thud. She stared at me, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "Elara... it can't be," Chloe mumbled, her voice shaking slightly as she shook her head. "You are a wolfless. A wolf doesn't just suddenly wake up out of nowhere after two decades of silence.""That's what I'm confused about the most.” I buried my face in my hands. The memory of the power pulsing through my soul made

CALIXI rolled over, my hand sweeping across the empty sheets where Elara had been lying only hours before. The sweet, intoxicating scent of her blood and skin still lingered in the fabric, but she was gone. My eyes scanned the dimly lit bedroom until they landed on a small, folded piece of paper resting on the wooden nightstand.I picked it up, unfolding the note to find her delicate handwriting. *Gone to meet Chloe. Will be back at night. Don't worry.*A sigh escaped my lips. I tossed the note aside and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. Standing up, I grabbed a clean black shirt from the chair and walked over to the tall, silver-rimmed mirror resting against the wall. As I pulled the fabric over my broad shoulders, I paused, my gaze fixing on the reflection. Right at the base of my neck, a dark-red marking stood out starkly against my skin. The mark Elara had stamped onto mine the moment I claimed her last night. My wolf went crazy inside me. He had never lost his sanity wi

ELARA With an aggressive force, Calix threw me in bed, coming on top of me in the push-up position. My muscles tensed up.He tightened his grip on my wrists, gripping my hands above my head, and his breathing brushing the cleavage of my chest.“You're going to mark me?” “We're mates, aren't we?” He whispered, his chest pressing against my breasts. “Calix…”“Shhhhhhh…. Keep quiet. I've been patient enough, little wolf.”For a second, he didn't look like the man who had amnesia. Instead, he was an exact replica of a devil. No, a predator.His chest was a map of hard muscle and old scars, glowing in the firelight. He looked like a beautiful, dangerous trap, and his eyes, dark and burning with hunger."There is no turning back after tonight," Calix said, his voice low, traveling straight down my spine. "You know what this means."His icy blue eyes had completely changed, darkened by a terrifying jealousy that made my blood run hot."Calix..." I whispered, my voice trembling as his mout

ELARAI was ready for the banquet.I had to be ready.The grand ballroom of the Sylvester mansion was a sea of glittering gold, crimson, and silver. Millions of glass crystals hung from the chandeliers, throwing dazzling light over the hundreds of guests who had gathered from every neighboring pack to celebrate my father’s fifty-fifth birthday. I stood at the top of the grand marble staircase, my fingers tightly gripping the cold railing.For the first time in twenty years, I wasn't hiding in a shapeless black cloak. I wore a breathtaking, midnight-blue silk dress before cascading down to the floor like a waterfall.As I began my slow descent down the stairs, a sudden silence rippled through the crowded ballroom. Heads turned. Whispers erupted like a wave. For the very first time in my existence, the MoonDawn Pack wasn't looking past me. They were looking at me. The wolfless outcast had stolen the attention of every single pack in the territory.As I reached the last step, a venomou

ELARAI pushed the door to my bedroom open and stepped inside. The room was dark, lit only by the pale moonlight cutting through the grand windows. Surprisingly, Calix was still awake, waiting for me. He was seated on the edge of the bed, his broad, muscular frame relaxed, but his icy blue eyes were sharp, instantly locking onto my pale face the second I entered."What happened?" He asked, his deep voice slicing through the silence. "What did your father say to you?"I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat as I looked up at his handsome face, remembering how he had protected me, how he had held me in the river, and how he had promised to help me take the throne. "Nothing important," I whispered, forcing my face to remain expressionless. I couldn't tell him the truth. Not yet."He just told me to stay out of trouble during his birthday celebration."Calix didn't buy the lie for a single second. In a flash, he was on his feet. His hand shot out, gently but firmly catching my wrist,