Aly Tay Novels & Stories

He said, looking away from me, looking at my betas, before turning his attention to me. “What’s your name?” I demanded, stepping closer. “Taylor,” he said, voice low, hoarse. “I knew you’d come. I was waiting for one of you to come, someone to trace the body, someone to try and help.” “Did you bring Caleb back?” His eyes flicked to mine. “No. I stayed away. We all did. We couldn't approach. We saw him being brought to you, but there was a darkness that was around him. It stopped us from approaching.”

Alaya was a 20 year old girl, focusing on her passion. Her Muslim family used to live in Washington. At the age of 12 her mother died, leaving behind a new born brother. Alaya took care of her brother alone, leaving studies. Alaya’s father, Wasim Sheikh was a wealthy man, but became weak when his beloved wife left him. As he woke up from his depression, he realized that his business was facing loss. To support his business he instantly married a strong woman of Los Angeles, Angelina Parker.

I responded to the female. “Forgive his rudeness, but he doesn’t speak. He lost his voice in the last war. He can still speak telepathically, but right now he is just being an ass. My name is Sophia, I am the Beta’s mate.” The female extended her hand out to me. “Taelin Reyes.” I responded, accepting her hand in a polite handshake. “Everyone knows who you are. You are quite the celebrity around here. I have been looking forward to meeting the new female Alpha. I bet you are excited.” Sophia seemed friendly and I couldn’t help but wonder how she was mated to the angry-looking man.

She put the paper on the table opposite her and wrote down Olivia's name in Arabic 'أوليڤيا' then she handed the paper to Olivia. "This is so cool! I want to know the names of the letters that spell my name," Olivia said excitedly. "The first one is alef, the second one is wow, third is lam, fourth is ya', the fifth is fa', sixth is ya' and the last one is alef," Rayne told her.

The older sister scowled at the little one, who rolled her eyes and giggled in response. “Alette and Adelina.” Atlas motioned to the two sisters. The six-year-old, Adelina, flashed a dimpled smile at me while Alette gave me a wary glance. “This is my true-mate, Raelynn.” “Don’t mind Alette, she worry’s too much.” Adelina snorted, smiling at Atlas and I, much more intelligent than I would’ve pegged a six-year-old. “She’s Atlas’s true-mate Alette, you know she wouldn’t hurt us.”