Calem Serena Novels & Stories

Not a threat. Not dominance. Not power. Lyla. She was the pressure point, the anchor, the weakness, the strength. Everything. I stepped back just slightly, letting him breathe. “We will meet tomorrow at sunrise,” I said. “No fighting. No blades. Just decisions. Hard ones.” Serena frowned, scared, torn. “Kale, what are you planning?” I finally turned toward her. And for just a moment my control cracked. She looked so lost. So pulled between two worlds that neither of us fully belonged to.

“If only you kept your eyes farther than your nose before now, you will not be asking me who THE Damien Blackwell is. How about you do one thing for me?” “Hm hm?” “Look him up on the internet.” Serena swallows her words and does as Salem has asked her to. The man’s details, everything except an actual picture, flood her page, and for the next few seconds, she is speechless as she reads through his ‘portfolio’. “How did you manage to—“ “He’s almost here for your date.” Ray announces, bouncing back into the dining room. Both women’s eyes snap to him. “WHAT?!” “Who is ‘almost here’?”

I could see playboy on him the minute I saw him and then Mother just had to bless me with a wolf. I mean, am I not enough of a healer or an Empath?. Why curse me with such a ridiculous person!?. He's attractive enough yes, but come on, I barely even know what I'm doing here. Alpha Kalan Enzo, he fears absolutely nothing, and guess what, my fear was being held against my will, I can hear Mother's words ringing into my head right now. Do not argue with me Adeena, this is your destiny.

It was 12:06pm, the sun had almost peaked. “Close your eyes,” Dad said, “Feel the Goddesses.” I followed his command and tilted my head back, the heat of the sun falling on my face. “I, Alpha Leonardo Loren of the Stella pack, grant my full power and authority to my son, Cato Loren, when the sun reaches its solar noon on his seventeenth birthday.” Now it was my line. We’d rehearsed this dozens of times. “And I, Cato Loren, pledge my allegiance to the Stella pack and oath to use this power to help its people thrive and prosper. To stand by my side, I elect Elias Smith as my Beta and introduce Jessica Michaels as my Luna.”

“Get out.” Damien stood, closing the chest with a snap. He bowed mockingly and left with the prize, whistling as he disappeared into the corridor. Serena remained behind, crumbling into the velvet chair. She buried her face in her palms, hot tears spilling through her fingers. The crackling fire seemed to mock her, each ember snapping like a cruel reminder of her betrayal. “I’ve destroyed my own Kael…” she whispered into the silence. “For what? For a throne? For Mathias’s schemes?”

"Are you sure? I felt awkward with him. I'm not ready to deal with him yet... after I rejected the proposal first." Alora hissed, looking irritated. "Calix is already blind to you. The last two years he has been single and continues to think about you after breaking up with Lanoa. You're very lucky that your husband is Calix—he's a reliable man." With that said, Alora secretly sent the location of Club Camison to Calix, falsely claiming that Serena wanted to meet. Shortly after, Calix's sturdy figure appeared from the entrance. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw Serena's back. "Serena..." call him full of happiness, even ignoring Alora's existence there.

she called her son to talk about the matter, feeling a bit emotional. "But many years have passed. You should move on. I'm heartbroken when I see you like this. Moreover, Celeste is already married. You'll affect her." Serena tried to persuade Damon to move on sooner. "Mom, I have to win Celeste back. I love her. Besides, Leo is my son. He's your grandson." Damon knew too well what his mother wanted. His statement surprised her. "What!" Serena couldn't hold back her voice. "Leo? Who is Leo?"

I tried to cover myself, but Caleb’s claws dug into my side, holding me still. “Look at her,” Caleb shouted to Damion. “This is your mighty queen? Weak. Broken. So easy to take.” “CALEB!” Damion roared, his voice breaking the tense silence. “One step closer,” Caleb warned coldly, “and her blood will stain these stones.” No one moved. No one breathed. Then Sera’s calm, clear voice sliced through the air. “Damion.” She walked out from the shadows, her gown untouched by the fight. Her face was calm, too calm. She laid her hand on his shoulder.

Maybe we’ll even beat Ryder and Zoe’s record. My wolf rumbles in agreement, eager at the idea. But just as I take a step toward the building, a mind link slams into my head like a hammer. "Alpha, about what you asked…" I pinch the bridge of my nose, my good mood instantly souring. "Speak, Caleb. I don’t have time for games." "I looked into Luna Serena’s official documents," Caleb begins, his voice serious. "It states she’s from the Night Stone Pack and comes from the Grey Wolf lineage. But it’s a lie."

I said helping her to her feet. "She'd good though, right?" Casper beamed as Serena limped back to the side of the hall. "She almost had you for a second there. Not many warriors could manage that, from what I hear, much less a tiny, teenage girl." "She's good," I agreed. "But she's no Lena." "Lena, Kayla, you're up next. Take no mercy Lena," Casper warned. "I wanted to see what you can do." The color drained from Kayla's face. Her hands trembled as she took the training gear from Serena.