A Million Miles Away Lara Avery Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I am." I shook my head. "This is unnecessary." Mother finally spoke. "If she is alone in the forest, every hour matters." The image appeared before I could stop it. Aria walking alone through the forest. She had no wolf and was completely defenseless. I immediately pushed the thought away. This was not my problem. At least, that was what I kept telling myself. Varek wasn't convinced. "You are worried." I ignored him. Father stood up. "We leave in thirty minutes."

I watched her from across the desk. Lara stood with her back against the glass door, her arms crossed, her chin lifted. Even in her frustration, she held herself with a kind of quiet strength that made it hard to look away. Most people who sat in front of me did one of two things: they either tried to impress me or they tried not to offend me. Lara did neither. She just stood there and demanded the truth, and something about that was both maddening and refreshing.

--- PERSONAL FILE Name: Lara Age: 27 Marital Status: Married. Husband: Alpha Lucien of the Wildfang wolf clan. Clan Status: Luna — unmatched bond, not marked. NOTABLE TRAITS: No inner wolf awakened. Quiet and composed under pressure. Demonstrates unusual emotional endurance and steadiness in difficult environments. Observed to be deeply loyal even where loyalty has not been returned. Carries herself with a natural dignity that does not match her recorded station. ---

The conversation faltered into silence, with Karli watching Jordan, a hopeful expression on her face. What do you want me to say, Karli? You’re married to my best friend, for crying out loud. The only way I can make sure I don’t tell you I love you is not to talk to you at all, his mind answered. Especially not when we’re alone. But he kept a stone face and shrugged, even as he inwardly cursed Evan once more. Dammit, dude, of all the subdivisions in Arlington, Texas… You just had to pick that one…

Zara takes out her phone and takes pictures of the passing landscape, commenting on how pretty everything is. I park in an empty, unpaved parking area at a trailhead. I let Zara go into the woods to shift. Lavender brings her clothes out to me then goes back to the treeline to wait patiently for Rocky. I grab a duffle bag from the trunk and head into the treeline as well. I put my clothes into the duffle bag and shift.

Lara kissed Helen’s head after tucking her into bed. She wished her a good sleep and pleasant dreams and then leave the room. Lara stood on the edge of the stone terrace, looking out over the vineyard. The green, leafy vines looked black in the moonlight, but she glowed. The cool illumination of the night sky reflected off her porcelain features, lending her a disturbing, ethereal beauty. She looked like an angelic specter that could be snatched to the other realms in the blink of an eye.

Taylor glared at Karen. Karen was amongst the elite models in Iceland, she could get anything she wanted with her lazy and weary grey eyes, that made her look as if she was sleepy. She was the daughter to the infamous businessman, Mason McGraw. Her father was her pride, because her father's name gave her accessibility to every event held in Wicklow. "I am Taylor Rosecratzy," she snapped in, extending her hand towards Justine. Her customary obtrusive smile spread to her lips. "Nice to meet you Taylor," Justine replied, taking her hand briefly. Taylor didn't want to let go of his hand.

DYLAN'S POV She pocketed her phone before reassuring me once again. "Look, just give me your number before heading home, and I'll call you once I find a donor for your mate.. " she said, and I quickly exchange numbers with her, just Incase I needed to call her if I've also found a donor for her. I tried to leave, but each time, my feet would be implanted back into the floor, and I would find myself staring at Amara through the glass partition, watching as the IV fluid connected to her arm dropped in small potions and into her arm through the tube connected there.

The driver turned the car around and drove towards Starry River Villa. In Starry River Villa, Layla was on a video call with Avery using Mike's phone. They would usually converse in a group in most video calls, but today, Layla had sent Mike elsewhere as she wanted to speak to her mother alone. Hayden, on the other hand, had yet to return home because he hadn't finished his homework. Just then, Layla was whispering sweetly to Avery in the living room. "Mom, I am never going to any of my classmates' birthday parties again." Layla's eyes turned red. "I am not going to whoever's birthday it is."

“Even if you still want to wait for him, you don't have to stand under the sun. Get in the car, it's hot out here.” As they were arguing, a tall figure emerged from the crowd and walked towards them. Adrian was talking on the phone. “I'm at the airport. Take your medicine now.” A soft female voice came from the other end of the phone. “Remember, Lara is wearing a maroon dress today. She has long straight brown hair. Also, her black suitcase…” “I already saw her, Grandma. Now, can you stop worrying?” Adrian’s eyes fell on the figure standing a few meters away from him. He hissed.