Arabella And Bill Sky Novel Novels & Stories

Alpha Max asks. "N-no!" I say, my eyes on his expensive shoes. "Why not? I want everyone to have a good time today!" He throws some leftovers on the floor and steps on them. Beta Stefan spits on it. "There, I want you to lick even the last crumb!" I stare at the floor a second before getting on my knees. The sooner I do as they ask, the better. I close my eyes and let my mind wander. From my mental prison, Derayu rebels, but I ignore him. As I clean the floor with my tongue, I think of the blue sky and the green forest and imagine how it would feel to run free one more time.

But did it really come from this cushy pushover of a rich kid? “Stay here, Aria.” Cyrrus didn’t even look back as he left the bar with the thug. After the door swung to a close, Aria waited for thirty seconds before making her move. Behind her, Jason shook his head, going back to polishing his glasses. Spider was still too inexperienced. He would have to report this to Madam Dahlia. Meanwhile, Aria looked around for another exit and found a dusty window. With a little maneuvering, she opened it, disguising the creaking under the whistling of the wind. She leaped out of the window, her steps completely silent when she landed on the pavement outside.

Skye and I had always had a special friendship since we were little and I could remember times when Eliana had been jealous of my closeness to her so I knew that it would be easy. But after seeing Alpha Gale claim Skye and seeing how much he was willing to risk in order to be able to make her his mate made me angry in a way that I couldn’t explain. I knew I had rejected her but she was still mine. I wanted her to be mine. It was as though that realization was all I needed to let go of my feelings for Eliana. It was Skye that I truly loved. And with that realization came a firm determination to make sure that I got her back. I wanted her all to myself.

Tonight, Seraphina was supposed to step into a world of absolute luxury as Mask 27, completely built on the foundation of my stolen blood and sweat. And tonight, I was supposed to become a corpse. “They are coming up the stairs,” the divine, echoing frequency of my inner wolf whispered in my mind. She didn’t pace like a caged animal anymore. She was not panicking like in my last life, her eyes tracking the exact footsteps approaching my locked door. “The future Alpha prince and the butcher who calls himself your father. Let the execution begin, Aria.” The heavy brass lock clicked. The door swung open.

Chapter 1 Little Arabella Arabella I'm Arabella Harrison,and seated at the other end of my room is my great-grandmother. , today I'm going to be presented to the white crystal goddess in order to be chosen and blessed as the next great white wolf and alpha of our pack.

I arch my brow and cross my arms over my chest. He turns his head and looks behind him and laughs and my blood boils, mate or not you don't laugh at me, "yes, well in our country it's common to have both….” I cut him off with my own laughter, "well you see Alpha Christov, you are not in your own country and I’ve had about enough of this game you think you are playing with me, "I Alpha Abigail Rose Westfield, of the Crescent Moon pack re…”

"I'm sorry to interrupt...but is this seat taken?" Linessa looked beside her at the empty seat and then at the alpha who held onto the back of it. "No, nobody was sitting there." "Good." He pulled the seat back, the scar on his neck glinting beneath the blue light. Unlike Clive's, his scar was big and noticeable; a line drawn across more than half of his neck. "I'll take it." As he sat down, Linessa took a sip of her whiskey. Two fishes latching onto one bait at the same time...would she lose both or would one let go?

"They have those dates you used to love here in Dubai. Want me to bring some back?" I replied, "No thanks." He texted back almost immediately. "Nora, there you go again. I'm just asking if you want something. Don't act like you've been wronged." I stared at the message and let out a small laugh. He didn't even need to know what had happened. The moment I wasn't as accommodating as usual, he could immediately frame it as me being emotional. I didn't reply. On social media, Skyler had just posted her solo flight celebration photos.

Then, in a tone that was both casual and deliberate, he added, “How about becoming one of those fortunate women?” Arabella inhaled sharply, shaking herself from the memory. Snapping back to reality, Arabella stared out the window, her expression crumpling. “Dad is going to kill me when he finds out what I just did to save him.” She pouted, muttering under her breath, “That old man told me I’d be sabotaging a marriage that wasn’t meant to be… that I’d be doing everyone a favor…” But as the city lights flickered past, a sinking feeling settled in her gut. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Instead of turning her life around for the better, it felt like she had just stepped into the ey

Shadow for the first time ever began to whisper in my mind, urging me to uncover the truth. Without hesitation, I stepped forward, my question aimed at my mate, but my eyes locked on her mysterious ‘friend’. "Arabella," I called out, my words catching her off guard. "What is happening here? Who is this?" I demanded to know as my hand wrapped around her wrist. Arabella's eyes met mine, terror and relief flickering within them. Confusion hit me until I found the man kneeling before her. I have to," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "You have to trust me. This... this has to be done."