Alena Kaya Novels & Stories

Like a ritual performed out of necessity, but with something deeper beneath it. After the salmon was finished, Kaevan offered the cream of mushroom soup. Alena drank it directly from the cup with still slightly trembling hands. "Ethan says you've memorized almost all the files about Serena," Kaevan said while folding his arms across his chest, leaning back in his chair. "Yes," Alena answered. "I know she was born in London, studied at St. Martin's, owned an art gallery called Lumière, loved Monet paintings, was allergic to seafood, and..." Alena paused. "...committed suicide three years ago."

She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet. I groaned in pain and managed to stand up. “Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed. Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"

“Don’t let anyone hear this from you.” I pushed her hand away from me, “Why are you being so protective, stopping me from speaking?” “I’m stopping you from getting killed by her. She is the fated mate of Alpha Leonardo, and they are getting engaged today. Her name is Freya,” Daisy informed me about the last thing I expected to hear.

CHAPTER 13 Vanya let out a long breath as she closed the tablet in her hand. Just moments ago, the screen had displayed the profile of the fourteenth woman she had presented to Kael this week, and the result was still the same. “No,” Kael said shortly, without turning away from the window of his study. Vanya rubbed her temples. “Kael, at least look at the photo properly.” “I’ve already seen it,” Kael replied coldly. “She’s not suitable.”

Maya had always been the one to rush to pick up Lucian's call but now, she was staring at the phone not uttering a word. Just like she had been pinched, she hurriedly pick up the call and placed it to her ear. “Hey…” A smile formed on her face but then, it suddenly disappeared. Her mother could not help but notice her countenance. She knew she was not happy. As soon as Maya dropped the call, her mother. Held her hands. “The elders” She closed her eyes as she wanted to be as calm as possible. “Lucian and Eden had gone to the elders today but unfortunately, they asked them to return and Exen would be made Aloha in twelve days time. “ She announced to her mother.

He muttered and faced Annabella "Are you the new nanny?" He asked "Yes I am" Annabella replied "My name is Jay,the boss's favorite driver" Jay said and Annabella chuckled "Nice meeting you Jay,I'm Annabella" Annabella said They got to the car and Theo opened the door "Hi" Annabella greeted and Theo replied with a cold nod which confused Annabella "He never smiles" Alex whispers to her when they entered the car "Really?" "He's the best bodyguard here,an army" Alex added

I can see you're here with someone," She gave a sly smile and shifted her gaze back to Martin. "Let me guess, one of your mistresses? I thought you turned a new leaf," She scoffed. A frown appeared on Caitlyn's face. 'Who the hell does she think she is to talk to me like I'm nothing?" Caitlyn opened her mouth to speak, but Martin beat her to it. "Well, Veronica," He started, slipped his hand around Caitlyn's waist, and pulled her close, startling her in the process. "This woman here is my fiance, not one of my mistresses. I dropped that attitude in the past I wish to never return to."

Sometimes I wanted those emotions. “Let’s remember to call me Lila, not Layla. Okay?” I ignored Theodore, and looked at Jamira. “Yes, you highness.” She nodded her head, letting me know she understood. “Did yall get everything?” I asked, looking at the carriage behind them. I walked up to Alsie. “Such a good girl you are! Always taking care of us.” I rubbed her mane. I did not know her age when I got her, but it has been 24 years. She has not aged like me. She looked tired, and in need of a good time like me too.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

I stepped out of the room, just in case they needed something, and instantly ran into Randaya. She was glowing, clearly in a great mood, practically radiating satisfaction like a newly polished coin. “Oh, Alena!” she said brightly, as if she didn’t already know my name or hadn’t been tormenting me for days. “There you are! I’ve been looking for you. Bring a bottle of chilled champagne, a basket of strawberries, and two empty glasses to my room in five minutes.” With that, she spun on her heel and pranced away, hips swaying like she was walking a runway.