Choose Me Ayla And Ethan Novels & Stories

And after a while we had crossed the packhouse area as we stood on the huge bridge that was a connecting link between our somewhat modernized town and the deep forest which was our real habitat. We stood there for a while, silently taking in the sounds of literally nothing but water. Even though we both hadn't shifted yet, and didn't have much strong senses of sounds and scents; we admired nature equally. It was something that made us closer even though we belonged to different levels. She was an Alpha and I, Ayla, just an Omega. Alright, let me get into this a little, since I can't see you all die in curiosity…

“I can't see any of you losing” “We will still be together” interjected Nicholas. “Yes we will. We will be together just like we are in the very same room with our beautiful mate” confirmed Alexander. “I want you to promise me” stated Leila, battering her eyes on her mates. The one who wins becomes Alpha and the one who loses will be Beta” “That’s impossible Leila” sighed Alexander. “No. You have to promise me.” Snapped Leila. Nicholas pulled Leila on his lap, “We are from legendary alpha bloodline, we cannot be beta” he cooed.

With what happened sixteen years ago, it was only a matter of time before either of us ended up with a dagger behind our backs. “Do you want me to keep an eye on Ayla Bailore?” Ethan suddenly asked, flipping through each contender file, and my brows furrowed as I stared at him. We all did. I haven't told anyone she was my mate yet. For reasons I'd rather not deal with yet. “Why?” Dane was the first to speak. Ethan glanced up. “Because she's part of the Iron Claw Pack. And until tonight, they hadn't shown any interest in the Selection and suddenly, they brought a contender,”

A woman with fiery red curls and green eyes made her way to us. "Kaine! I haven't seen you since your ceremony. You're looking well. Oh, this must be your Luna. It's nice to meet you. I'm Alpha Cecil's mate. Luna Alice of the Evergreen Pack. Let me get introductions out of the way for you. Who do we have here.. Oh! Luna Veronica of the Crestwood Pack, Luna Lana of the Blue Moon, Luna Adelei of the Crimson Peak, Luna Sorren of the Weeping Cresent, Luna Siera of the Crimson Shadow, Luna Rayna of the Black Water, and Luna Talia of the Red Iron. We have a few Beta Mates here. Sera, Dawn, Charlotte, Terri, and Aria. There's a few Werepanther Lunas. Luna Yvette, Akira, Hakari, Kia, Alana and Ramir

The maid nodded and disappeared, leaving me alone again with my racing thoughts. I made my way to my bedroom and checked my appearance in the mirror. My dark hair fell in waves down my back. My skin had a healthy glow from the time I had alway spent in the gardens. So I looked happy and hopeful. I looked like a woman waiting for her husband to come home. The next forty-five minutes crawled by. I found myself pacing the main hallway, listening for the sound of engines, the commotion that would signal Ethan's arrival. Other packmates gathered near the entrance, respectful but excited. Ethan was well-liked—strong but fair, demanding but not cruel.

"You are not fine. You look like you've seen a ghost." "Maya…." "Was it the bond? Did you feel something just now?" Her eyes moved across the room, sharp and quick, and I knew the moment she found him because her breath caught quietly. "Oh," she said softly. "Oh, Elara." "Don't," I whispered. "Please. Not right now." She looked at me for a long moment. Then she nodded and slipped her hand into mine and held it, and didn't say another word. For the next two hours I watched Ethan Caldwell avoid me.

"Sis, give me money or I'll kill them both. Don't think I won't!" Because I loved Ethan. Because I insisted on being his mate. I'd already hurt my parents enough. I couldn't let them die too. I had no choice but to take the fastest way out. Back in the VIP room, everyone turned toward Ethan after I finished speaking. His jaw clenched, and he looked away. "She's filthy," he said. "I'm not interested." Laughter filled the room. "Ethan, maybe you haven't heard—Joy's got a reputation for knowing how to please a man."

"I didn't steal him! I am genuinely in love with Ethan! We have been through thick and thin together on the bloody northern front! We have saved each other’s lives more times than you can count while you were hiding behind castle walls!" "Get out," Lane said flatly. "Lane, we are not finished—" Ethan started, his Alpha aura flaring in anger. "I said, GET OUT!" Lane slammed her palms against the mahogany desk and surged forward. With a burst of raw, sudden physical momentum that caught both warriors completely off guard, she shoved Ethan and Maris backward, forcing them out of her private sanctuary and straight into the stone corridor. The heavy doors flew open, revealing Maya, who had been s

And for a moment, she saw a glimpse of a person she could possibly like. "It is enough for me!" Alistar responded. He and Anthony stood and embraced each other. Layla finally exhaled. She clapped her hands once in joy which everyone mistook as her happiness in the match but she was thrilled to have pulled this little game off. It wasn't official. It wasn't on paper. Calista was not as pleased but Layla did not care. She would deal with the old woman later.

Her skin is fucking glowing, her eyes have found a new shine, the color is still black pitch, but with a sparkling of crystals, her body is gently lifting in the air. What the fuck is happening to her? “Allaya!” I utter while trying to reach out to her. “I am not Allaya Edwards, I am Allaya Morgan, daughter of Justin Morgan and Aria Belmont. I did not die, I didn’t! I am very much alive.” She spokes, her voice sounding like music, but with a tint of animosity. Allaya Morgan? The daughter of my uncle and the vampire female? Landon’s sister? My eyes widened even more at the glorious scene progressing before our eyes. If I would have ever tried to imagine how a goddess looked like, it would hav