Novel & Cerita Choose Me Ayla And Ethan

I don't want to complicate things between is any further Okayyyy Ethan's planning something big 😁😁😩😩 Watch out Ava

Maya said. “It always was,” Ethan replied. Night fell heavy. The city glowed. Alyssa arrived at Ethan’s office without ceremony. They stood facing each other, exhaustion threading the space between them. “He won’t stop,” she said. “I know.” “He’s trying to break you so I’ll come to him,” Alyssa continued. “So I’ll choose safety over you.” Ethan’s jaw set. “What will you choose?” Alyssa stepped closer. “I choose the fight.”

Their eyes met and the rest was a mutual trance… It took about a minute before they both came back to their senses. Ethan cleared his throat and dragged a tired breath. The much he'd fantasized had weakened him. "Are you okay?" Alethia was still caught up in the trance. It seemed impossible to look away from Ethan, and nothing made it urgent to do so. She felt she had all the time in the world to look at him for as long as she desired, so she decided to make judicious use of the time.

“Ready?” Jaz laughs out loud, her voice cracking. “I should have known this is about him. You just wanted me to trigger it, to make you feel less guilt!” “That's not true!” She points at herself, then at Alexander. “Then choose one of us, Ethan. Let him leave or stay with us.” I've been looking—waiting patiently for him to recover his memories—for five years! Now's my chance to be with him. I can't just let that…go?

"Won't you continue the bonding ceremony?" I kept walking, my voice cold as I answered, "No." At that moment, my communication stone began vibrating violently, and Ethan's name flashed across the screen. I accepted the call but said nothing. From the other end came Ethan's ragged breathing, with the wind rustling through the trees. "I'm sorry, Selena. Chloe is Layla's only family. I have to make sure she's safe!" His voice was tight with urgency as he spoke. Three years earlier, Layla Hale died in an accident during a hunt. Chloe Hale was her twin sister, and they were nearly identical in appearance.

He opened the bedroom door, then frowned at the sight before him. The room seemed much emptier than usual, and I was nowhere to be seen. Ever since giving birth, I'd rarely left the villa. Where could I possibly be at this hour? He asked Bill about my whereabouts, then Bill handed him the envelope on the nightstand. "Luna Aria left this afternoon with her suitcase. She asked me to remind you to sign this agreement." Unease gripped Ethan. He quickly tore open the envelope, and as soon as he saw what was inside, his eyes widened.

But the truth is, I don’t care enough to threaten her or make this harder than it already is. “Can you just let me go,” I say calmly, tilting my head toward Ethan, “so you can continue whatever that was?” Ethan says nothing. He just stares at me with an unreadable expression. If what Alice says is true, maybe he was pulled into the same strange force without realizing it. But that is not my problem. I just want to be alone. I walk away, my thoughts are messy. Ethan is free to be with whoever he wants—but why does it have to be Alice? Lucien’s chosen Luna. This will not end well if Lucien ever finds out.

Ethan. He was leaning against the railing, beer in hand, talking to Jax about something. But his eyes weren’t on Jax anymore. They were on me. Slow drag from my bare feet up my legs, over the curve of my hips, lingering on the dip of my waist, the way the bikini top barely contained everything, then finally landing on my face. He didn’t smile. Didn’t smirk. Just looked. Like he was starving and I was the only thing on the menu.

I looked at Ethan, who was already watching my face because he knew exactly who was on the other end of that call. “I’ll call you back,” I told Brian and hung up before he could argue. The choice made me feel divided. Ethan’s people were loyal, careful, and thorough. Brian’s facilities were genuinely closer, genuinely better equipped, and for one terrible, practical, motherly second, I almost didn’t care whose hands my son ended up in as long as they were the right hands. In the end, we went with Ethan’s convoy. I couldn’t hand my baby to Brian, not with everything still hanging between us; the appeal, the journals, and all of it.

, their Alpha commanded. Ethan had nothing to do but wait, while waiting he scanned the crowd. He saw his best friend, Brad, speaking on his cell phone and decided to allow him his privacy as he knew he was talking to his bride. He was also surprised to see Brian, even though he knew it wasn't Brian's fault he had broken Katie's heart, he still wasn't his favorite pack member right now. That feeling was diminishing quickly as he knew he had to leave his new-found mate. who happened to be his sister. He decided it would be best to embrace their union, and Brian himself, as his sister was undoubtably important to him. Brian looked up just then and gave Ethan a small smile, "I'm sorry." He said