Akuma Marinette Novels & Stories

"I'm challenging you for leadership of this pack." Sounds were made by people in the crowd. This wasn't meant to happen. Marcus was my best friend, my most trusted mentor. We'd grown up together, fought side by side for years. "Why?" I asked, truly confused. "Because you've gone soft," Marcus spat. "Because you're more worried about impressing some girl than protecting your own people." "Amara isn't just some girl. She's my mate." "She's a liability!" Marcus shouted. "She's dangerous, unstable, and she's making you weak. The old Elias would never have abandoned his pack for a woman."

Beta Marco placed Amari on her feet and commented about how much she had grown. "Don't be silly, Beta Marco. I'm the same." "Nah, there's something different about you. You're happy." "I'll agree with you there," Amari commented. Beta Marco and Amari heard a throat clear behind them. Amari turned around and rolled her eyes at the hardened look on her mate's face. "I'm sorry, Beta Marco. I've been rude. Let me personally introduce you to my mate, Alpha Alexander Beaumont." "We've met, but isn't Alpha Alexander Camilla's mate?"

he said suddenly, his words almost shocking Susan, Reuben and David who listened out of their minds. " I have kidnapped Achademsi and locked him up in one of the men's room, " Sunday said and saw Fasting immediately straighten his pose, " don't worry he's alive, he can stay there for as long as humanly possible, i don't care, he isn't important, but you, on the other hand, " Sunday said, pointing a finger towards Fasting, " you, i find interesting, you're the reason why am here, " he continued and leaned towards the table

They sat on a sofa and left the door open. "Please tell me everything." Request Alpha Jacques. "I am Marco Hall, from the Blue Moon pack ... that girl is my Erasthai ... Jasmine Mendes, or used to be a Mendes." "My angel is named Jasmine?" Screamed Luna Maribeth. She closed her mouth and Marco saw a puddle of tears in her eyelids. The alpha caressed Maribeth's shoulder, comforting her.

Akam’s grin widened, and his fiery gaze locked on Marshall. Marshall’s face twisted in disbelief. “What the hell are you?” Akam took a step forward, each movement causing the room’s temperature to rise. “Someone you shouldn’t have messed with.” Marshall fired again, then again, but each shot was as useless as the first. Akam caught one shell mid-air and crushed it in his fist, the melted fragments hissing as they hit the floor. By the time Akam reached him, Marshall was visibly trembling. Akam grabbed the shotgun and twisted it, the metal screeching in protest before snapping in two.

In fact, I could leave here now, which sounds all the more tempting. Marek stands amongst a group of hunters, all wearing their hunting coats and brandishing knives. It doesn't escape my vision as I realise some of their blades are tainted with blood, the crimson liquid diluted with the rain that licks down the silver surface, dripping at their black boots. Alerted by his own keen senses, Marek turns to look at me approaching. "Akara," he breathes, advancing on me. "What are you doing out here?"

I imagine that my cousins suspect, but that’s because of what they are. Not Kitra-Sacred, which the twins are, but that they’re Akuma just like Honora and work with her more often than not. It’s also something of a dead give away that Nona and Kimarra are mated. Doesn’t stop the she-devil from playing her little games though.

Amaria replied. “ Hold on. No, Amaria, no. You want to expose the Queen, are you out of your mind? This person you're talking about is the Queen of Ashmael and the Luna of the most powerful pack in werewolf history, The Moonstone pack. She clearly has a lot of supporters and to be honest Amaria, your plan won't work, you will just get yourself banished completely,” Dove whispered. Amaria glanced at her while she climbed onto her horse and said sternly, “ I know and I don't care, I will still try my best to expose her,” “ Well we will have to try, what she did was a very despicable thing, ” Teresa said and climbed onto Amaria's horse. Elex shrugged, climbed onto his horse and said, “ Even if

Kaen says, snapping me out of whatever trance his daughter has me under, and I look at him with a frown. “Romanised name?” I ask “Yes. Umiko seems plain to some, and I know certain Americans prefer English names, so we have given her one if you would prefer to use it. Marina, it has the same meaning as Umiko.” When he says this, I am taken back to Caterina’s vision a few months back: /“No, but I saw Marina,” “Who?” “Marina, your mate?”/ This is when I finally paid attention to the word my beast was uttering, and it chilled me to my very core. Mate.

The morning was still as Marinetta and her team prepared to leave the safety of their territory. The weight of the mission hung heavily over them, but there was no turning back now. The fate of their pack—and perhaps even more—rested on their shoulders. Marinetta glanced around at the team that had been assembled for this dangerous journey. Zack stood beside her, his expression one of quiet determination. Lola and Silas from the Laufey pack were also present, their loyalty to the cause evident in their eyes. Two more of their most trusted warriors, Kira and Marcus, rounded out the group.