Novel & Cerita Choose Me Novel Ayla

Why would they leave her behind when she was right here the whole time? “Where’s Holly?” I ask. My thoughts are starting to scatter. “I’ll find her,” Caleb says, already moving toward the kitchen. But my eyes catch something else. The back door is open. My breath stops. I run past Caleb and out into the yard. Those wolves just left. They can’t be far. My wolf pushes forward, rising fast. Ready to hunt. Ready to find Lee and bring her back. Agatha’s rules don’t matter anymore. That note told me everything.

"Lana, you've turned eighteen. Today, you'll choose one of these nine werewolf warriors to be your mate at the marking ceremony." That was when it hit me. By the grace of the Moon Goddess, I had been reborn. I took the list from him without hesitation, picked up a pen, and crossed out the name 'Simon' with force. My dad was stunned. "Lana, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? You've liked Simon since you were a pup. Why would you cross him out? Wait. I'll have someone prepare a new list–" I shook my head. My voice was calm but firm. "No, Dad. I didn't make a mistake. I'm not choosing Simon. I'm choosing Keith."

Since Hazel and I grew up together, she knew my preferences better than anyone. The grand wedding Hazel had meticulously prepared was perfect in every way. Every detail suited my preference exactly. She stood before me in a custom white gown. I was in an elegant white suit. Hazel told me I was her one and only Prince Charming, the embodiment of her undying love. Arm in arm, we were just about to exchange our vows when Madelyn suddenly appeared in my line of sight. "Samuel, I was only gone for a few days, and you're already marrying someone else?"

Chapter Four: Something Woke Up Lyla’s POV “Lyla.” Someone was shaking me. “Lyla, you’re sweating. Are you okay?” My eyes shot open. I sat up, breathing fast. My hands felt hot—burning, almost. “What the hell?” I mumbled and looked down. My fingers were glowing. Not like fire—but soft, golden light, pulsing beneath my skin. “Rina…” I whispered. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, scrolling through her tablet, one hand halfway into a cereal box.

The Lonely Eyes was finally inscribed as the title of the novel. Yuki Carter is the famous writer that even Dahlia liked her writing. But it’s been a while since her top one t best-seller novel published and her new books was underrated. She couldn’t even be part of the List of Best-seller author. Until she asked a favor to her brother Kai Carter, to buy a specific place where she maybe can write well, the Ofemia Milktea Shop. Kai Carter is a Mafia boss and without knowing he is the Grand Alpha of the existing werewolves. Getting the Milktea Shop is just snapping his finger to grant his adopted sister wish.

“No. Everything you’ve done has been for your selfish interest, Emily. Ayla told me you hated her, and I vouched for you. I defended you. I swore that you were just trying to come to terms with their presence in the palace, but that wasn’t the case, was it? You really hated her, didn’t you?” “Are you going to take the word of a strange woman you met in the woods over mine? Ragnar, we literally grew up together; why would you pick a stranger over me?” “Her name is Ayla, and the last few days have shown me that she’s a much better person than you’ll ever be. I’m going to find her, Emily, and if you think you can stop me, be my guest.”

Something like guilt. But I did not notice as I was too busy fixing my hair. The Stone Clearing was packed. Wolves were in their best clothes, children chasing each other between adult legs, the elders sitting in high-backed wooden chairs near the fire. I smiled at a few faces I knew. Most of them did not smile back. That was nothing new. I was Nora Ash ,the omega with no wolf,shift and rank. The girl who turned twenty-two last spring and still had not felt her wolf stir. People called me ghost-blooded behind my back and some even called me worse things to my face.

I say and try to walk pass. "Make Buck the Alpha and make me his Luna!" I turn to look at her confused. She looks at me with her sad eyes and nods continuously . "What did you say?" I ask her just making sure I heard it well. "You heard me. Make Buck the Alpha and make me his Luna. I want to be Luna. Buck is 18 already. He's a man already. Make him the Alpha " "And what will happen to Jay?" "You'll think of something. Alpha just do this. Do it. It's the right thing."

HUNGER STRIKE. "You think starving yourself will hurt me?" Liam burst into Ayla's dark room, slamming the door shut behind him. Ayla didn't even blink. Weak from whoever or whatever it had been, she settled back on the edge of the bed, her look hard and fixed upon his. "This isn't any of your business, Liam. It is mine. My decision. My life." Her voice was softer than a whisper, yet firm. Liam's jaw clenched, his frame looming over her as he leaned in closer. "Don't play games with me, Ayla. You think starving yourself is noble? That it'll somehow give you control?"

Footsteps approached, slow and eliberate. “Still trying to breathe?” Cassia’s voice cooed above me. “That was brave, I’ll admit. Stupid, but brave.” I didn’t lift my head. “I said what I meant,” I croaked. “You said it in front of the entire pack,” she replied, squatting beside me, her veil brushing my shoulder like a shroud. “That means you’ll never be claimed by anyone now. You’re damaged goods, Ayla. A rejected Omega? You’ll die alone. If you don’t go rogue first.”