Amelia Watson Hololive Novels & Stories

"I heard it clearly. It was as if I was there." "Tell me, Amelia. Has your eyes ever turned red?" She sat up and moved closer to me, bringing her mouth close to my ear. "I am not meant to tell you, but since you're Ander's wife I guess I can," she said, "but yes, my eyes turned red when I turned nine. Ander told me to keep it a secret." Amelia moved away from me and began to play with Rhea. I remained deep in thoughts, thinking about what she'd said to me. Amelia wasn't a werewolf. . .she was a Lycan, but that couldn't be possible.

I asked her politely. "Yes, I am Amelia, daughter of Crescent Moon Alpha," she smiles. "To be honest, I couldn't care less about the conference. I'm here to win Midnight Moon Alpha. I can't wait to be his Luna," she whispers to me. "He is so manly." I chuckle and think back to a few months ago when I was still unmated. Of course, I was eagerly waiting for my perfect mate, but I never went hunting for him like this she-wolf.

And we think she did it. I rise to my feet, my eyes wide and my brows shooting to my hairline. " What?!" Amelia was the name of the little girl Sirus had allegedly forced into the womb of a human woman. The last time I got information about her, she was doing well in high school and seemed normal. A human. No signs of being a shifter or hybrid. That was a few days ago.

But she soon smiles and bows her head to me, "I am sorry if my constant bowing annoys you. I promise to reduce it from henceforth." This is going to be a hassle, I conclude, rubbing my forehead with my hand. I close the distance between us, extending my hand towards her. Confusion etches on her face as she stares at my hand and then at me, wondering what I am doing. "Hi, my name is Amelia. Amelia Wright. I am a she-wolf from Midnight Crescent Pack," I introduce myself to her, as her confused face softens, her lips curling up into a smile, understanding the current situation. Hesitating, she raises her hand and shakes mine.

I'm not sure what she is thinking, so I just keep silently watching her with a half-smile, saying something might chase her the hell away from me. Seeing the uncertainty on my face, she smiles and stretches out her arm to offer me her hand. "My name is Amelia." Damn, Amelia has a great smile. Unlike the other hybrids, who seem devoid of emotion, Amelia ooze charm through her toothy smile alone. She is also beautiful. If she weren't looking at me with hints of terror, I would most definitely pick her up into my arms, and kiss those lush lips of hers, complete the mate-bond. I take her smaller hand in mine, flashing a goofy smile. "Apparently, Ryan."

“Really? You love to keep them too?” Amy, who was happy that she was sharing a hobby with the mighty princess, hurriedly replied that it was true. Amelia scanned her heavy clothes and nodded happily. “I see that you are also a lover of jewelry. I love them a lot” she commented, and she blushed. “Yes, I care about my appearance a lot, since I represent the Alpha anywhere I go” she responded, throwing a slight jab at Helena, who was in simple attire and adornment. “That’s refreshing”, Amelia added with a smile.

The usual posts flooded my timeline: fashion influencers flaunting their outfits, food bloggers making me regret skipping lunch, and then there it was. Amelia. Of course, it had to be Amelia. My finger froze mid-scroll as I stared at the series of pictures and videos she’d been in. There she was, laughing, smiling, glowing. And not just with anyone. She was with Liam and another VIP Prince Tristan. The prince that everyone has been raving about on my timeline.

Amelia’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I turned to her with a small smile. She is ten now, and she has grown into a splitting image of Samantha. Her curly hair is braided in two fishtails down her back and she was wearing a yellow sundress with matching pointe shoes- she must have just finished with dance. I stood up from the basement floor and brushed dust off my trousers, “Are you okay?” She nodded, “What are you doing here?” “I was looking at pictures of your mum,” I admitted and an unreadable expression crossed her face, “Do you want to join me?”

Camila's P.O.V "Your phone" Clair says walking into the room and tossing the phone on the bed. I see Zoe's name on the screen whuch made me smile hard, more than I was already smiling. Clair saw my face and took a seat on the bed to hear the conversation. "Hello Zola" I say once I answered the call. "Camila, how could you!?" Zoe screeches, obviously she was crying. "How could I what?" I ask innocently, also sitting on the bed.

Alpha Alex laughed. He backed away a little but came back immediately. "Sandra, you do not need to come at her that way. She's someone very important" Sandra didn't back away, "If she is so important then who is she?" Amelia was shaking in her boots. The woman before was beautiful and not just that, she was the daughter of a beta wolf. She was miles off her league. Amelia felt herself looking down at her feet and her dress, she was becoming more self aware.