Alya Sometimes Hides Her Feelings Novel Novels & Stories

Ayla snapped … she was shocked by the way the irritation had sipped into her voice and she took a step backwards. Thorne frowned. Ayla's mind raced she had not imagined It when she felt Like she scented the Alpha King on Thorne she felt betrayed at how Thorne had deceived her “What are you hiding?” Thorne asked softly Ayla Laughed but the laugh didn't sound like she was amused “That is funny coming from you” Thorne faltered “what do you mean by that?” he asked Ayla folded her arms across her chest “Thorne, is there anything I should Know about you?" Ayla asked

Chapter Eight –The Line They Can’t Cross The door had barely closed behind Selene before the silence turned heavy again. Lia stood still in the middle of the kitchen, her heart refusing to calm. “This is exactly what I didn’t want,” she said quietly. Behind her, Alpha Liam didn’t answer immediately. And that worried her more. She turned. “Say something.” His eyes were already on her. Focused. Intense. Like Selene’s words hadn’t shaken him but something else had.

Isn't that your goal to harass Elena?" "Albyazka!" said Alessia and Rey at the same time. Alby looked at them alternately before finally standing up, "Go home, Ale. Take good care of yourself," said Alby before going up to his room. Walking quickly to avoid seeing Alessia's face which was already red from crying. Alby wasn't angry. He's just disappointed because Alessia always hides things from him. As if closing himself without involving his presence into the woman's world.

“You never forget to switch them off.” I forced a shrug. “I forgot this time.” He studied me, then moved closer, his tone lowering. “You’re hiding something.” “No.” “Yes,” he said softly, stepping closer still. “You always bite your lip when you lie.” My mouth went dry. He lifted his hand to my chin, forcing my face upward. “What are you hiding, Aliyah?” My throat burned with unshed words, fear, and fury. “A woman who’s done being afraid,” I said, my voice trembling.

He angrily left the room, leaving behind furious Alya. Alya is now sitting in a cafe with her friends, Alya sadly said: "I am regretting getting married to Dhruv, first I thought I will be happy with Dhruv despite someone else will be in his life. Even I thought, with time he will forget that bitch but I was wrong he is madly in love with her ".

She did not know how to explain what she felt, but the thought of seeing Rhobart soon made her blush and her heart to pound in her chest. Queen Lavia sat across from Ayla and was silently reading a book about plants from another continent. Grandmother Anza was napping next to her. Galian was seated next to Ayla, and from time to time, he would elbow her or poked her in the ribs with his finger. When he did it again, Ayla finally snapped, “Stop poking me!” Galian pretended to be interested in his new dagger. “I didn’t do anything!” “Behave, or you will walk the rest of the way!” her father snarled at her, and Ayla let go of the cloak, put her hands on her lap. Her mother coughed.

Ayla shook her head at first, trying to hide her thoughts, but he felt her worry through the connection they shared. “Ayla,” he said with a patient tone. “I know you’re shy. But if you’re going to be my Queen, you’ll also need to be brave. Don’t hide your feelings from me. If there’s something you don’t like or don’t understand, you should tell me.” Ayla swallowed hard and finally found her courage. She pulled one hand free and, with trembling fingers, touched the V line that had caught her attention. Her cheeks turned pink. “I… I like this. It’s beautiful,” she whispered, “but it might attract other women.”

"Still think you're special, huh? Here, you're nothing, Aalya. So don't act like the world revolves around you." Aalya didn't respond; she just wiped off her wet clothes with an almost unreadable expression. She knew very well that any interaction that provoked emotion was a trap, an easy path to trouble. Here, the fight was not just through muscle but also through subtle psychological manipulation, a game Aalya could not afford to lose if she wanted to survive.

His resentment was preventing him from being affectionate towards his only living family and Alya was determined to make him realize his mistake. “Let’s break that shell of yours, shall we?” Alya declared out loud. “All the best to me!” Raising her fist in declaration of her vow, she felt a renewed zeal before turning on her side to fall asleep. As she fell into a deep slumber, she thought she saw an image of two people lying on a coast, staring at the stars. Her mind was too muddled with sleep to see their figures but they seemed to be at peace with one another as they gazed at the night sky.

She couldn't help but ask:" Do you love Anaya?| Ahaan got confused and asked:" What are you asking?” Alya repeats the sentence:" Do you love Anaya? I mean you look so happy with her so, I think you start loving her” Ahaan got confused and he did know what to answer her. He likes to spend time with her, but is this love? Alya looks at him and smirks and thinks:" Your silence tells everything Ahaan, you don't love her still we have a chance. I have to just throw her out of our life and then we will go far away from there and start our new life without Dhruv or Anaya.”