Novel & Cerita Bambi X Ronno

Indeed, Ron was talking to Rihanna. "How old are you?" he asked. "I'll turn seventeen on the tenth of next month," Rihanna answered. Another underage girl was sent just like a gift by the Blue couple, reminding Ron of Emma years ago. He remembered Emma's bright and lively eyes, always filled with curiosity. One day, bored and alone with her, Ron decided to water the plants. Expecting her to be clueless about it, he called her over to join him. To his surprise, Emma handled the task with ease, looking like a regular gardener. His attempt to play a trick on her fell flat, and his interest in watering the plants swiftly faded.

Bambi was a little unsettled to accept her hand but she fell for it and Susanna took her to sit on a couch. “I’m just going to make sure you don’t try anything funny while we talk. It will be wrong for this simple conversation to turn bloody.” Susanna conversed with Bambi so causal that Bambi wonders if this woman was born with any conscience in her. “Why do you need me to distract the guards, I am just a nurse employed to watch after Miss Cherry.” Bambi tells her.

Luna Ariel's POV again I am lying next to my mate in a hammock on the back terrace, enjoying the peace. The pups are with the nannies, this is the time we set aside for each other, without them around. We really need it. All day long we are each busy with our own things and in the evening, we fall into bed next to each other dead tired.

“Hey, Ri?” “What?” “Do you think you can handle a bonfire party tomorrow?” She asks “Another one?” “Yep.” “For what?” “I and Viktor are going to announce our mate bond,” she says with a smile. “Really?” Rina asks with a similar smile. “Yeah… it is time.” “Yay! I will get started on it right away,” she says before hurrying out of the room, leaving us to our selves. Not too long after, the whole mansion begins to buzz with preparations causing Rowan and I retreat to her bedroom.

The mirrors showed everything the hard lines of the biker’s body, the graceful strength of the blond one, the way both of them seemed to focus entirely on her. Her gaze accidentally drifted down the biker’s torso and Oh God. He knew she was looking. His lips curved into a slow, wicked smirk. “Evenin’,” he said. “My name's Ronan.” His name was Ronan? Like, the Ronan that Calliope mentioned sometimes? Her brain screamed but her lips failed to respond. She swallowed. "I'm Lena.” The blond man spoke next, voice smooth like velvet. “I’m Silas.” She blinked. Hard. Oh. OH. These two weren’t just shifters.

“I'm sorry. She's an attractive and friendly woman. Since she's single, I'd like to get to know her better. But if she has a boyfriend, I'll back off.” Ronan had healthy dark brown hair, sincere green eyes, and an athletic build. I guessed he was six feet tall. With a handsome face, he had a great chance of being with Camari. How lucky he was to have such a perfect appearance. Diana and Erick joined us. They talked a lot about their business: my favorite topic. We chatted until we lost track of time, and Ronan forgot about Camari. The organizers came to remind us to enter the venue.

I turned slightly and saw the brown and grey wolves approaching. “Dionne,” Ronan said, nodding to the brown one. “That’s the female. Calm but bloody. Don’t let that serenity fool you.” Then his eyes drifted to the grey wolf. “And Dixon—the silent killer.” He straightened up and turned toward me, taking my hand again. “They’re my pets,” he said simply. Like he was talking about puppies or goldfish, not bloodthirsty, supernatural beasts that nearly made me pee myself.

It seems they both have their own mission with the same goal… impregnate their mate tonight. They returned to their respective homes…Ronan walked impatiently by holding Rena..it looks like this morning..they both will become a mate. Rena and Ronan both had the same intention… Randu smiled at him. "You think… you're going to sleep tonight, Luna?" Burdak whispered in Randu's ear…and she got goosebumps. "Huh?" “We got so much to do.”

Then back to Doc’s “I leave for a few days and you already have some human bitch in our sanctuary?“ I felt the insult land, a hot slap. The fear curdled, boiled over into something sharper “Raven” Doc said. “Bambi, is my Paramour” Raven’s head snapped toward him. Her eyes burned at the nickname. “Are you fucking serious Doc, you seriously named this…thing your only toying with because I wasn’t here?” I’m human, not a thing.

"So, in light of that fact, we'll skip a lot of the usual pageantry. Do you have the rings?" Ronny cleared his throat. "Bruno, if you could...?" Bruno, the vet -- and a close personal friend of Ronny's billy goat -- stood from the crowd, pulling a rope. The rope was tied to Casanova, the billy goat in question, and he had a pillow carefully affixed to his back. Two rings glinted in the sunlight, and another round of laughs could be heard as people realized what was going on.