Alexandra Curran Novels & Stories

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

McKinnon to ever storm into this house again as if he owns it. Mrs. Lachlan nodded thoughtfully, her determination unwavering. "I will handle my brother," she stated firmly, her tone leaving no room for doubt. Turning to the woman assisting us, she instructed, "Please, show us your most beautiful collection of wedding dresses." The woman hesitated for a moment, but under Mrs. Lachlan's authoritative gaze, she nodded and began to lead us to the stunning array of dresses. With a slight pause, the woman assisting us gently asked, 'What are your preferences?' Her inquiry prompted Mrs. Lachlan to turn her expectant gaze towards me.

she said, making me laugh. “Well, it seems like Doctor Andrea told you all about my state” I said, looking down at my lap. My smile quickly faded from my lips, and reading my expression, Isabella, put a finger under my chin, raising my face for me to look at her. Her, Sienna, Lena, and Maddie were in my room while Alexei went to deal with a few things. What they were, I didn’t bother asking, but I didn’t need to ask to know that they concerned his brother. “You are not going to listen to a word she said, do you understand me, Scarlett?”

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

“Still in the Snowlands. Last I heard, he killed an alpha and married her wife. Ingrid, I think her name was.” “Alex, then.” “Probably. I’ll send someone to monitor the Grey Keep. He could make things difficult for us.” The thread of light that Liana gave Blake wraps around his soul and pulses inside him. He shifts on the stone, stretching one of his legs and arching his back slightly. Jack frowns. “What’s wrong with you?” “I can feel her.” Jack’s nostrils flare, then he chuckles. “Luckily for you, she’s not a half-wolf who’s just about to go through the transition ... oh, wait...”

All four of these women are impossibly gorgeous, and I’m feeling a little self-conscious as I stand across from them with tangly, windblown hair, dressed in borrowed clothes that don’t fit quite right. “Sorry for barging in like this, we’re just so excited you’re here!” the little curly-haired one chirps enthusiastically. She must be able to read the confusion on my face because she quickly goes on to elaborate. “You met our mates this morning. I’m Astrid, and this is Quinn, Brooke, and Fallon,” she says, pointing to each of the other girls as she names them off. “Nice to meet you all,” I breathe, smoothing my hair with a hand and stepping closer. “Are you part of Reid’s pack, or…”

“She just needs to stay out of trouble until I finish what I started. At this point, she cannot allow herself to be blinded by whatever she is feeling, feelings that will eventually go away if she just focuses on whatever it is that she has to do.” I stood, pulling on my coat, the fabric brushing against the table as I moved. “Have the men keep an eye on her. She’s clever when she wants to be, but desperation makes even the clever ones stupid. I won’t risk it.” Alexander gave a curt nod. “Understood.” “Good,” I said, turning back toward the fire. “And while you’re at it, I want information.” “On who?” “The Luna,” I replied. “Valerie.”

The feeling of the wolf going still under his hand made Connell look down at him. “You are banished from the pack. Leave and never come back, Alex, or you will find your grave much sooner than you should. Find a way to make a new pack of whores that will give you everything you want. Tell me where Caera is!” Connell demanded, and Alex had to tell him, or he would be in a great deal of pain.

She is the kind of woman who commands attention quite easily without hardly lifting a finger. “Oh, no thank you,” I say, offering a polite smile. “You’re Leila, aren’t you?” she asks, her tone friendly but curious. “Alexander’s wife?” “Yes,” I reply, my smile faltering slightly. It still feels strange to hear the words out loud. “I’m Sabrina,” she says, holding out a perfectly manicured hand. “I work with Alexander. Well, indirectly. I’m with the Hawke Foundation.” I shake her hand, my grip probably weaker than it should be. “Meeting you is great.”

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"