Air Mata Maharani Part 25 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Clutching that flower, I plummeted into the deep ravine. I thought that would be the end. But bathed in silver light, I saw the Moon Goddess. "Mia, you are a kind little wolf. I grant you seven days—if you can receive one genuine declaration of love, you will gain a second life." When I awoke, it was already noon the next day. I stumbled and ran toward home. The wounds from my fall had stopped bleeding, but the stabbing pain throughout my body still left me momentarily dazed. I had actually been revived.

, Shakti asked Abhimanyu. "Choti Maa (Second Aunt) That Child was not a stillborn boy", Abhimanyu dropped another bombshell and They all looked at him. "You mean to say that Child was alive at the time of delivery and something happened later?", Adrija asked in high pitch voice and then she realised that she lost her calmness and quickly, awkwardly apologised to them. Shakti waved her hands, "Aah, It's okay. They are habituated. Rathore men like peace and silence but it is their hard luck that Rathore women are all hyperactive and have high pitches".

Sangeet Night: The evening unfolded in a burst of music and dance during the Sangeet night. The venue resonated with the beats of the dhol and the lively tunes of Punjabi folk songs. Ron and Mahi, dressed in resplendent attire, took center stage, showcasing their dancing prowess. Their Sangeet night was a kaleidoscope of culture, with Ron's family igniting the dance floor with energetic Bhangra performances, while Mahi's relatives showcased the grace of Garba. The venue was transformed into a colorful spectacle with drapes representing the rich hues of both Punjab and Gujarat.

Beside her stood Rudra, handsome and proud, his eyes filled with love and devotion as he took her hand in his. Meera's eyes widened as she watched the scene unfold. It was like looking at a ghost from her past. She recognized herself in Ambika, but the memories were like shadows, slipping away whenever she tried to grasp them. Gnapika sat beside her, equally entranced by the images on the screen.

I haven't seen her face that lady's face, but from the back, she has Auburn color hair, is slim and height maybe 5.6" ft. and she was in a lavender color dress mid-length jacket, and 4-inch heels to match a little the Alpha Sioux. I know he doesn't feel the Mate Bond so why he is encouraging her? Why he is agreed with the madam stuff? I thought I will confront this matter with Alpha Sioux if I get a chance if he let me talk to him.

Something about his presence made my skin crawl. Besides, I didn't even know him. How could I possibly be his mate? The male wolf saw me and rushed to my window, his eyes blood-red, his voice trembling violently. "Aria, come back with me! I'm Damon, your fiancé!" He pressed his palms against the glass, his face wild with desperation. "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have made you drink the memory potion. I really regret it." Memory potion - was that the forbidden magic? Though his eyes showed genuine emotion, I felt no familiarity whatsoever. If anything, his presence made me uncomfortable.

"This is the last one. There are no more after this. Just hold still so we can get this last image and then everyone will leave the room once more." I was pleased she followed my direction and laid still, even though the expression on her face said otherwise. Once the machine stopped making the noise, letting us all know it was done, I sat our Mate up one final time so the Aide could take the last panel out from under her. After this was all finished, they all proceeded to walk out of the room. I was glad no one said anything. I was also glad the doctor followed my explicit instructions and did not touch our Mate. I knew as I was paying close attention when anyone got close or her. I feared

human. "Mate!" My wolf growled.

Replied the aachrya gesturing Ajabde and Saubhgyavati to enter. Maharani Jaivantabai looked at the two girls and wondered aloud, "Aacharya ji, you teach girls as well?" "I've made an exception, because Ajabde's an exceptional swordsmen." Said the guru, pointing at Ajabde who smiled and joined her palms in greeting towards the queen. "You are...Hansa's daughter right?" asked Maharani Jaivantabai with half a smile and a bright twinkle in her eyes. Ajabde nodded and asked, "How do you..."