Novel & Cerita Ahs Cordelia

I kept listening to her and the more I heard, the more I shivered in my skin. But she wasn’t alone neither was she on the call. It seemed as there was somebody inside with her. “The plan is simple; Conrad is not getting free from this curse.” There was content in her tone as if she had no worries that it was living person she was talking about. “But why did the crystal show Cordelia as his mate?” My stomach formed a knot when I recognized the voice. I had to cover my mouth to prevent the gasp of horror heaving my lips.

The pale skin on her neck called for the animalistic part in me to bite her, claim her as mine. She’s mine. The last thought wasn’t mine; this was my wolf. This woman is my mate. And just like that, I felt like a piece that fell in place. Her blue eyes remained focused on mine; I could see she was affected by my presence too. “Alpha Cadell?” She breathed out my name in the most alluring ways ever. "Yes, darling. The one and only." I couldn’t help the smirk that rose on my face. “I’m Cordelia Blackwell.” Her voice was slightly shaky, then her eyes drifted to Sheila’s bed, “And I think you have a serious problem here.”

Maria's ears perked up once she realized both her and this woman were heading towards the same place. "We were just heading there. How about we go together, Ms...?" "You can just call me Cordelia." "Okay, Miss Cordelia!" "Now..." Cordelia hooked arms with Maria, shooting the younger girl a charming smile. "How about we name all our favorite desserts? I am a big fan of soufflés. How about you?" From afar, both Shirone and Kuroka watched their ojou-sama happily chatter with the beautiful and mysterious woman. Kuroka regarded Cordelia with a contemplative gaze as her mind flashed back to that large hostile presence she sensed seconds before she interfered. "There is something about that woman t

she clasps her hand together looking at me with interest. "That's it! Alex you wasted my and my mates time, this witch can't help us. Kill her or do whatever you want to do with her. We're done here Celeste" Theo barks angrily, he grips my hand but before we can move Hera's words stop me. "How strange is it, that in the dark nights we find our light" my breathe gets caught in my throat, I loosen my grip from Theo's hand. Hera looks through her nails as if she said nothing, my heartbeat quickens.

Occasionally, the sound of dogs barking drifted in from outside the window, but it was far more comforting than the wail of sirens at the hospital. That sense of peace lasted exactly two days. On the third evening, my phone suddenly vibrated. It was a message from my mother, Dr. Eleanor Cooke. "Bentley, your college classmate, Ellie Wilson, came to see me today. Her father has cancer, and his condition is quite complicated. I reviewed the medical records. It’s tricky, but not without hope..." My fingers clenched tightly around the phone. My breath caught. "Mom, stay out of this!" I replied almost instantly. "Her life or death has nothing to do with us!"

The morning after the midnight confrontation at our doorstep, the estate was hit by a different kind of chaos. Before the high council could even convene to discuss the bruised throat Draven had left on Valerie, a piercing scream echoed from the southern gallery. Cordelia had collapsed on her way to the morning chapel. Her personal maids found her face-down on the cold granite floor, her breathing shallow and her skin a terrifying, translucent gray.

Celeste urged. “She’s not an imposter,” Damon said firmly. “She’s Selena.” Celeste’s eyes widened. “That’s impossible! Selena died in the fire—you couldn’t save her!” Something snapped in Damon. He rose in a flash, gripping her throat. “That is Selena. She is not dead. Remember your place,” he growled before releasing her and storming out. Celeste collapsed to the marble floor, catching her breath. But her fury wasn’t at Damon.

I gulped before looking at the door, processing the nurse's words as I waited for what Delilah was going to say. “She’s okay,” she called out. “Lysandra’s okay, she’s awake.” Lysandra sat up in her bed, pale and dazed, her hair sticking to her forehead. But her eyes locked onto me with full awareness. “There’s mist inside, I saw it.” she whispered. “It’s here too.” I didn’t ask how she knew. I knew that there was something different about her, and whatever this was, she could sense it too. I looked around and they felt the ground shaking once again, holding my daughter tightly.

she cried hopelessly. “Tch! What a noisy woman. I told you to shut up, didn’t I?” snapped the burly man. Cordelia began to sob quietly. Terror gnawed at her core. She couldn’t make sense of what was happening or who possibly wanted her like this. Her limbs went numb, her thoughts spinning out of control. In this unknown dark place, Cordelia could only pray someone would rescue her. As she drowned in fear, she heard two men speaking nearby. One of them seemed to be calling someone—she had no idea who.

He finally managed to say to the maid. She goes to beta Carl and then gets the key. However, opening the door, the sight she saw made her scream at the top of her voice. Just then, she hears the alpha's loud growl. "What's going on?" ASHLEY'S POV I hear the voices of different people talking at the same time. Am I dreaming or hallucinating? Opening my eyes, I realize there is a young man lying beside me and a small crowd had formed in front of me. My sixth senses tells me something is wrong.