Author Of The Chosen Novels & Stories

"Adrian, it seems you truly are the chosen one!" Stevie appeared elated as he approached Adrian. "What do you mean by I'm the chosen one?" Adrian asked. "In addition to safeguarding the Draco Vein, we have another duty—to await the chosen one. The chosen one is the one who commands the Draco Vein," Stevie explained, his gaze firmly fixed on Adrian. Without a doubt, Adrian was that person. After decades of waiting, they had finally reached this day.

This also explained why Don had gone all crazy wolf on her when she had lashed out at Arie. “So if I’m just another Chosen, why did they come after me?”Another long pause consumed the room until Don eventually replied, “It’s complicated. You’re not only a Chosen.” His gaze swung toward me and then back to Vanessa. “You are also a Celestial.” Vanessa sighed. “And…what is a Celestial?”

Now the one that had the good spirit, spirit of light in him or her was called the chosen and he was as powerful as he was. Fleki closes the scroll before they could finish everything. “Why did you do that” Edward asks him. “We did not even finish reading everything, we don’t know what came by after all that information Fleki” Edward shouts at him and opens the scroll and looks foe anything helpful. “This is all bullshit, how can that even be true huh!!!” Fleki is pissed of with some reason only known to him. “So what does this makes you huh! A king??? No way?” he asks Edward who is busy looking at the book and comes to the name of his dad, the previous chosen one, Acwulf.

The mischievous old Gabriel seemed to be gazing back at me, and for some reason, I couldn't help the smile that graced my face. Clearing my throat, I shook my head. "Can someone please tell me what happened last night?" Turning to my father with wide eyes, I liked my bottom lip. "Who was chosen? I had seen a lot of wolves last night, and I'm sure one of them ran after Lee-Anne." Father's face fell. "That's the thing, Anna." He whispered. "You were chosen." Confused, I turned my attention back to Gabriel. "Then why didn't you take me?"

I suddenly remembered something: "So he created all kinds of formulas and recipes to overpower them. He wrote them in a sacred book." "The book became an ultimate weapon among the supernaturals." "Chosen ones are destined to protect the book at birth for when the time comes." "You Amaya are a chosen one" What if, what if. Jeez no, why am I thinking about this again? The whole story is obviously a big lie. Sighing, I stood up and roughly grabbed the book. I made my way outside to the garbage bin and dumped it in there.

Finally, after being dragged across the crowd by Lyra, she moved towards a man with brown hair and honey brown eyes standing near the bar. I immediately noticed the resemblance he had with Theo. "Babe, meet Elara," she said, then turned to face me. "Elara, this is my husband Cole , Beta of this pack and Theo's dad." "Nice to meet you," he said warmly. "I've heard so much about you from Theo and Lyra. Thank you for taking care of him."

For once, I wasn’t sure what reaction I expected. Anger. Dismissal. Nothing. Silas turned his head slightly. Not fully facing me. Just enough. “You already know the answer to that,” he said. My chest tightened. “No,” I replied immediately. “I don’t.” Silence again. Then he spoke, quieter this time. “You were chosen.” The word landed differently than the rest. Chosen. Not found. Not saved. Chosen. I stared at him. My thoughts slowed. Then fractured. “By who?” I asked.

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She did it slow, and wobbling, and entirely on her own, out from under the pull of the blood and across the last stretch of sand, and she put her small hand in mine and pressed her wet face into my wrist, and she chose me. A baby, given for the first time in her stolen little life a real choice between the one who owned her and the one who freed her, chose the one who freed her. She chose freely. And the whole thesis I had bled a war to prove, that a freely chosen bond is stronger than any leash, came true in my hands in the body of a crawling child. The birth-blood link snapped.

"I mean, If I were getting married to a wolfless woman, I would do my very best to hide away too." I faced him. "I am not a coward like you who runs away, Arnold. The goddess had picked her for me because she knows what was better. I think that you should speak for yourself because so far, you're the only man in this council who has not experienced the mating pull." His face fell, and I could see the anger in them. "We have all experienced it one way or another, but you're not even man enough to know exactly how it feels like." Kavan stifled a burst of laughter behind me, and a smile tugged at my lips.