Anna X Olaf Novels & Stories

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

I was reaching for my glass when Annalise stepped forward from the crowd, her smile too sweet. “Alpha Xavier,” she said smoothly, voice carrying across the room. “It’s been far too long since the pack has seen you both together. You must be very proud of your Luna tonight. You haven't left her side at all. She even seems to be keeping you busy.” Dozens of eyes turned toward us. In their mind, the gamma daring to speak to an alpha this way was something that they did not understand. It was unacceptable, but Xavier did not put a stop to it before. I doubted that he would do so today.

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

Ana says with a smile to make me feel better about being a friendless loser. "Wait, can I invite my doorman?" I ask, thinking of Alfred, the nice doorman who always greets me when he sees me. "Uh... yeah, sure." "Awesome, this is going to be so much fun. All my friends together," I laugh with Violet as Ana just looks at us pityingly. She opens her mouth to start talking about other things, but my phone rings, "Hold on... oh, hi, baby. I'm with Ana right now."

“I’m nothing like Hannah.” “No, you’re not,” Ophelia replied, voice ever-glacial. “She annoys me, but at least she has spine. If you can’t control Alexander, you’re not worth his time—or mine. Why don’t you leave the field to someone stronger instead of embarrassing yourself further?”