Alexios Or Kassandra Novelas e Histórias

I didn't realize he meant it literally for a birthright. "Focus, Kaia," Selene said, rapping her pen on the table. "Who is first? Voreios, Anatolikos, or Dytikos?" I blinked, the names blurring on the page. "If you were me, where would you go?" She froze. The pen hovered an inch from the paper as she locked eyes with me. "Cain is the strategist. Not me." "Cain isn't the one being sent on a tour of the country," I countered. "Tell me what you think."

Kira tried barging in through the door, but before she could climb up, Azazel stopped her. “Not now; she is asleep,” he tried shooing Kira away. Kira was the woman who would help him organize his fashion events and balls whenever he needed help. The woman always kept a professional tone with him, which is why Azazel admired her; she was one of the very few outsiders whom Azazel respected. The girl caught Azazel gawking at Athena’s pictures like a pervert, she didn’t let the man go until he told her who she was, the man didn’t let her in all the details, only enough to know that Athena was the girl Azazel had a childhood crush on.

Dylan “Fuck, Kaiya! You terrified me! I thought I broke you!” Malleus cries, wrapping our little mate in his embrace. “I’m the conduit of the moon goddess on this planet. I am not so easy to break,” Kaiya replies with a warm smile. “But we have two mates to impregnate.” “We?” Malleus asks.

I wished I could be ambushed by Alexander's scent, instead of Calixto's. As I walked towards the table where Alexander was seated, I got a glimpse of Calixto. He was seated amongst his brothers and father on a table. Thalia, and unsurprisingly Lana, were also present. I wondered if any of them knew that Calixto was Uriel, Dhruv's former messenger and the moon goddess' current messenger. "You look delicious, princess Annalisa."

And imaginery Footsteps approaching me. That slow, arrogant walk of his. I leaned forward, both hands on the desk. Eyes locked on the screen. Think, Kai. Not what he shows. What he hides. And then..It clicked. I froze. “What about Alessa's birthady? He hates her and Doesnt love her. Why would he use her brithday!! I decided to try and if it fails I will carry the blame alone. ALESSA’S BIRTHDAY. Enter:**************

In response, Alpha Kaden's voice carries a reassuring tone as he addresses her, a blend of compassion and authority woven into his words. "Of course, Alexa. Felicia has been called for an important task at this moment. She will return soon," Alpha Kaden's words, while comforting, hold a hint of delay that does not go unnoticed by the perceptive young girl. Sensing a subtle reluctance in her uncle's response, Alexa's resolve wavers, understanding that her request may not be swiftly fulfilled as she had hoped.

Alexander was curious about my scars, just as much as I was curious to know what happened to his own parents, and while I would have never told him the truth of how I got these scars, there was no harm in telling him now; he was drunk, and he would probably forget it all, but I would get the truth out of him. “I had a friend. A female friend. Her name was Cassandra, but I called her Cas, and she called me Kai. We were best friends, though she was very different from me. All she would talk about was love, mates, and all that bullshit; she wasn’t interested in the things I liked, but I couldn’t blame her; most girls weren’t. She was supportive; she was always present anytime I spared with the

I heard Deucalion’s voice ask from behind me. Just as I turned to answer him, all the torches, candle stands, and chandeliers in the hall went out leaving us in total darkness. I tried to navigate my way around the darkness for a few seconds but before I could make it to Valerian, I felt someone seize me by the neck. I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Illyria!!”

I asked, since I hadn’t kept track after the last one died. “The Alpha of all Alphas, Alexios Vassalic of the Retezat Ridge Guardians, Transylvania. He’s hard to convince and helps only those who seriously need him,” said Stavros. I had heard of the arrogant asshole before! I would rather fight the enemy than waste my time begging him for help. “No, thanks. I would prefer to hunt for my niece instead of wasting my time convincing an over-confident, egocentric asshole!” Orion chuckled and walked into the trailer. There wasn’t anything to indicate their whereabouts.

"Step away from the Luna." Liam didn’t move. He stood his ground, a solid wall of muscle and defiance between Alessia and the room. "Marcus, think. Use your head. This is too neat, too perfect. Kael was a manipulator. This is his final act of control, a poison pill designed to kill us all."