Chiara Bautista Short Story Novelas e Histórias

“Forgive me, Alpha, but what is the purpose of this?” I hummed thoughtfully. “I believe Chiara and Doctor B might be the same person.” Benedetto reeled back in shock, his eyes widening. “Don’t joke, Alpha! How could that be possible? The Luna is just an ordinary wolf from an orphanage!” As I sifted through Chiara’s records, I noticed that apart from taking medical courses during her student years, there was no direct overlap with Doctor B. According to official records, Chiara was ordinary in every way—while Doctor B was dazzling.

"See? A single scar on the right girl is worth more than a princess." "You were always the spoiled princess. But Raphael and Luca... they have a soft spot for the damsel in distress." I slowly turned my head, meeting her defiant gaze. "What do you want?" I ground out through my teeth. "I want…" Chiara's smile was angelic, but her eyes were glacial. "I want you to know that you've lost. And I've won. Everything." With that, she turned, "accidentally" shoving me. I lost my balance and pitched forward, tumbling down the steps.

"I think the rumors about you, lady, might be true." "What rumors?" Chiara snapped. "Nothing." Elen said, looking directly at her. "You! Don't you know how to show respect?" Chiara's face turned red with anger. "Why should I?" Elen shrugged, walking towards the fountain to wash her hands. As Elen was washing her hands, Chiara's frustration boiled over and she couldn't resist the temptation to push Elen into the fountain. Surprised but quick on her feet, Elen managed to maintain her balance and avoid falling in. She turned toward Chiara with a confident smile, refusing to let herself be intimidated.