Astoria: Fate's Kiss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But they both stop themselves from moving anymore step towards each other. She grips her dress in her fists, eyes glaring at him as the memories flow back in her head, and squeezing her heart in a tight grip. “As per the goddess wish, Alpha Kaiden Blackthorn, is the fated mate of Luna, Aria Ashborne!” The prophet announces, but the silence fills the hall. The crowd whispered. Elders leaned in to whispers, gossips about their new discovery. He could feel their eyes. The judgment in their eyes. Kaiden felt his control slipping.

“Astarian. Get over here.” I heard movement. I felt the bed dip around me. Then Astarian was there, leaning alongside Tavian. “Kiss him,” Tavian commanded. Astarian didn’t hesitate. He had been watching. Most probably, learning. His mouth found mine. Softer than Tavian but just as hungry. Tavian shifted to the side but kept one hand on my thigh. He kept me spread open. “Good,” he praised. “Just like that.” Astarian’s kiss deepened. His hand cupped my face. Gentle but firm. He’s learning so fast. Now, he feels just like Tavian.

One of the elders requested a refill of his wine, and I immediately went to him, pouring a cup before returning to my corner. "Let's begin," the councilman said as he opened a box and removed a letter from it. "What I have in my hand here is a letter from the old Alpha. May he lay peaceful at the feet of the moon goddess," he said, and everyone murmured a prayer in agreement. "I shall begin to read his letter," the councilman said, and everyone listened attentively as he spoke. **By my authority, I decree:** **My son and Beta, Kieran of the Storm Fall Pack, shall become Alpha upon his marriage to omega Astoria, daughter of a man whose name shall not be spoken.**

“You and your pack should leave now. You're not welcome here anymore.” Alastor stuck his palms into his pockets. “Very well then, but your daughter comes with me.” “The fuck she won't,” my father growled. “Don't you wolves do everything the Moon Goddess' way?” Alastor cackled. “Isn't honouring your fated mates the ultimate commandment around these parts.” My father huffed, wondering where he was going with this. “Yes, what's your point?” “Me plus your delicious virgin daughter equals fated mates,” he wolf-sped over to me, and in a quick second he seized my lips with his, shoving his wicked tongue down my throat and kissing me in front of my father.

I felt like I was standing at the edge of a precipice, staring into the abyss of uncertainty. “I - I - I can't,” I stammered. As I spoke, I felt a pang of sorrow, knowing that I was about to shatter the trust and happiness of someone I cared about. “Shh,” he hushed with a smile, “Let me help you.” Alastor held my trembling hand and helped point the sword towards his gut. And then, without warning, he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine in a slow, gentle kiss. It was as if time itself had slowed down, allowing us to savour every moment, every sensation, every whispered promise.

“You could say that. Thank you for coming, my friend. How is Veliena? And the girls?” “As beautiful as the sun on the sea, and as dangerous as a storm on it when they get her riled up.” Kashor responded with a deep laugh. His eyes moved to Astasha and he stepped toward her, his arms open again. “You did not say… but you don’t have to… she is as magnificent as you described.” He reached her and took her hands in his own, raising them to his lips. “The Lady Astasha. My eyes have been opened to the Gods in your presence.” He kissed each of her palms before placing them together between his own. “I fear to disappoint you. It seems Cal has spoken too highly of me.” She couldn’t quite place what i

Astoria had been chosen to lead the Moon Goddess anthem alongside Marcus. The Kelsa Pack—the strongest power in the North—had sent high elders to watch. Marcus's mother wanted him to use the spotlight to prove he was ready for leadership. But right before they went on stage, Astoria "accidentally" showed up with massive wolfsbane burns on her arms. "It's my fault... I'm just clumsy..." she sobbed, looking like a broken doll. The moment was ruined. The glory was gone. Marcus lost it. He demanded to know who did it.

Only after Coira announced that the dinner was ready that they realized how much time had passed. Tova wiped his hands on the apron and said, “Do you know how many kisses you owe me?” He walked over to her and his smell washed her senses all over again—the crisp smell of dew and grass. Alyssa gulped. She had completely forgotten about it. She licked her dry lips and then closed her book. She could feel the heat on her neck until the tips of her ears. According to her notes, Fenris must have accumulated twenty kisses. He chuckled seeing her hesitation, so he said shamelessly, “At least twenty.”

This time Zak interfered, pulling me behind him. “Remember your place, Luke. That is your future Luna you’re talking to.” “She’s not my Luna. She never will be.” He shoots me a murderous look and I wondered what I had ever done to him. “Just because you marked her doesn’t mean shit.” “You what?” A voice boomed from behind me. I jumped and Zak moved me behind him yet again as James walked in. His eyes graze over our necks and I squirm under his gaze. “Zakariah, I told you-” He drew in a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment as if drawing his anger back in. “It’s done. There’s no changing it.” He said, making his way over to Luke who was ripping out the IV in his arm. “Luna or not, she is

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”