Novel & Cerita Ariana Dalton

Aliaria POV The next day my head was still fully trying to rap my mind around the dream I had the previous night. Not everybody had the opportunity to see the moon goddess but I was opportunity to meet her. How long hair and her White flowing gown brought this angelic essence to her. Today a meeting has been announced by Kieran and my mind keeps telling me he was going to talk about what had happened between Damon and Kill bird. I was happy that all the alphas so the magic and I knew the most have talked about it.

Breathing in heavily, I closed my eyes as I opened the book. The First Beta Dimitrio Islin was born and raised in Pennsylvania. At the age of 16, he became the first beta to Alpha Vincent Harlyn and together, they led the Blood Moon Pack in unison. At the age of 24, a beautiful rogue named Malia appeared in their territory and was about to get killed by their own kind when he felt a strong connection pulling her close to him. I gasped as I read it. Beads of sweats started to form on my forehead. What is this? Why does it feel like I can relate to the story?

ARIANNA My grip on Noah tightened and I took a deep breath to calm my nerves as she stood across, dressed in a fitted black gown hinting at the quiet elegance I've always heard about her. Her hair was tied into a sleek bun, two strands dropping off her face with her lips painted in red. “We meet again,” her words came out with a suspicious calm while I shut my eyes in a bid to stop my heart from racing. “It isn't what you think it is,” I said as soon as I found my voice. Then I took a step, “we were just leaving.”

Rylan and I are compromising," I say carefully. "That doesn't change Kaden, does it?" Fate says, still smiling as if enjoying a personal joke. "He isn't going to stop until you're dead. Usually, he wouldn't be so involved since his daughter was born a month ago. However, you're different." I knew what he was going to say... "You're Rylan's mate, and the fact that he is the Alpha of Purity and you will be his Luna makes you as pure as him. Well, presumably."

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

"Amelia Cousins reckons they're secretly a thing." "Pfft… as if he even sees her as a girl. She dresses like a guy and is always wrestling with him, just like the other guys in training." Selena scoffs, rolling her eyes and then grinning nastily, pushing her tiny boobs up so her cleavage is on view. "Besides, it's not like she can compete with me. Once he knows I'm interested in being his girlfriend, he won't even remember her name." "Fine, but I'm not staying with Darius long, I promised Killian I'd dance with him." Valkyrie smiles genuinely this time and I'm a little smug knowing the only reason Killian is giving her any attention is because he's trying to make Beau Garcia jealous.

His forgotten Luna Ariana couldn't still get over what happened that night. She was really so Obsessed to pay Alpha theo back for what he did to her. He spoiled her innocent self now just take a look at her. She had already been abused. She's no longer that sixteen year old girl she was Back then. She had changed and she promised to pay back those people who spoiled her Life. Queen Sarah is the most number one person who she really needs to get rid of. Alpha Theo is the second one. The person who's giving her this trauma guess what? She heard it clearly. She heard when they were saying that she was pregnant.

“I can’t believe you, Damien. I’m so disappointed in you.” And with that, Katherina turned and stormed out of the warehouse. Damien sat frozen, his fists clenched against the steel table, Alicia’s blood still staining the floor, and the weight of betrayal pressing down harder than ever. LATER THAT NIGHT – DANIEL’S VILLA, MALDIVES Ariana smoothed her silk dress in front of the mirror, practicing her smile. “Alright, girl. Flirt, distract, and then slip it in his drink… how hard can it be?” she muttered to herself.

Ariana pov: The elevator hums as it climbs, each floor ticking by like a countdown to my execution. I’m dressed in my best, a navy pencil skirt and white blouse I ironed twice last night, but I feel like a fraud, like the world can see the cracks in my armor. My reflection stares back from the polished steel doors: Ariana Blake, twenty-four, former heiress, current fool walking straight into Damien Voss’s world. My stomach twists, and I grip my bag tighter, as if it can anchor me against the storm waiting on the forty-seventh floor.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”