Nobela ni Yoanna LeBrun

AmayaTraining to find the man who has been hunting me since before I was born is more difficult than I thought it would be. After my marking, we started training harder than ever. I grew stronger, not only physically but also with my magic. Although I haven’t chosen a specialty yet, my abilities keep growing.As hard as training may be, it’s been rewarding. Sparring with Jordan has proven my progress—I’ve managed to beat him more than once in the past week. With a patrol mission scheduled for this week, we’ve begun to observe and study different fighting styles, learning how to incorporate them into our own. Watching other warriors take the mat and analyzing how they move to take down their opponents has been the best way for me to learn. By the time Jordan and I stepped onto the mat, I felt more than confident.“Fuck,” Jordan exclaimed

AmayaThree months of hell. Three months of training—learning to control my magic, finding new ways to defend against anything. After arriving in the capital and meeting my family, I finally started to settle into the castle.I didn’t want to just sit around doing nothing while everyone else had a purpose. As queen, Lynda was always with her advisors, who guided her on what the kingdom needed and what the other kingdoms demanded. Erica and Brandon were among her closest advisors, so they were rarely around. Isabel was in her last year of education, but she always seemed to have somewhere to be with someone else. Anna and Christian were the only real interaction I had, and it felt as if they were trying to make up for all the years we’d lost—which I didn’t mind.Anna specialized in healing magic, so much of our time together was spent on the best ways to heal. Every witch chooses a type of magic to specialize in, one that speaks to the core of who they are. I hadn’t chosen one yet—none

Amaya Walking into the castle, it looked as if it was an ancient Roman chapel. The windows had stained glass with different artworks and designs. We stopped in front of a foyer that had two sets of stairs that split into two with staggered chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The pillars that held everything up seemed to have been renovated, but they still gave off the vibe of an old castle. Lynda stopped in front of me and turned with a grin-eating smile. Lynda and Isabel didn’t give me a reason not to trust them but ever since I became part of the world someone has been trying to hurt me or kill me. “You don’t have to be afraid. The smell of fear is basically pouring out of you” Lynda said looking me up and down. I frowned my eyebrows and looked at her as if she was insane, with the question of how someone can smell an emotion. “Lynda specializes in empathy. She spent years learning to read people” Erica says walking right to me. “I don’t take offense to it, you’ve been through

Amaya I have come to peace with my emotions. The pain, the dullness, the anger. It’s still there, but I tell myself it doesn’t hurt. It wouldn’t be the biggest lie I’ve told myself. I stare at myself in the mirror, not knowing who looks back at me. I try to think back to my life before all of this, about how that was almost a year ago. I wanted so badly to return home to my parents, friends, and school, but now I want to become who I was meant to be. A knock at my door made me snap back into reality; Erica opened the door and walked to me. She wore black leggings with a hoodie; here, she had only worn things a princess would wear. The capital was in Colorado, and even though events on the other side of the barrier didn’t affect the other side, the weather was the same for both. “You ready?” she asked, squeezing my shoulder. I nodded my head and walked out of the now-empty room. I tried to leave all the clothes and other things they had given me while I was here, but everyone enco

Jasper I knew it was coming, I tried to prepare myself but in that moment nothing mattered. The pain that was on her face and the emotions that radiated off of her was enough for me to know that the pain was more than she could handle. I had to shift and move around people to try and catch up to her. I could feel both connections fighting inside of me, one longing to be with Amaya and the other wanting to stay loyal to Chloe. My heart and soul wanted Amaya but I knew I could never have her again. I ran out of the door that she ran out of, not being able to see her. I followed her scent into the woods that were behind the building, I ran trying to catch up to her. I could see her leaning against a tree, her silk dress lit up with the yard lights that were scattered around on the ground. She had her eyes closed inhaling and exhaling deeply, she opened her eyes and turned to me. “What are you doing here?” she asked out of breath. “I had to make sure you were okay,” She pushed hers

Amaya I didn’t know whether to consider the coronation as a wedding or a very overdressed prom. Erica took me outside the barrier to get a dress that the people of the town didn’t make. Due to the multiple attacks that the pack has had, we got a lot of security. It was just Erica and me, she started to ask me about my life. What was I majoring at college, what was my life like growing up, and what was my love life like? I would answer by being careful not to overshare, but I also knew she was only trying to get to know me so I didn’t hold it against her. “When we get to the castle, I just know Isabell will adore you,” She said looking down at her phone and texting someone. “Isabell. She’s the youngest princess right?” I asked. “Yes, our parents had her just five years after they had you. The wolves that are on the board wanted another werewolf, but the witches wanted another witch, and the witches got their wish.” she joked. We slowly pulled up to the first store, we stepped out