Choose Me Novel Ayla Novels & Stories

he continued, “it will be because you want me.” The Moon outside flared brighter, silver light spilling across the room. "You are my MATE. But, i won't force you. Rest for now, we will talk about it later when you must have decided" The door creaked open and shut. And for the first time since the ceremony— I felt chosen. But by an Alpha to the brother who would rather burn me than break his mistress. The next day, he came to check on me. Even before the door creaked open, my wolf was already going wild.

Because this wasn’t fair. On one hand stood the woman I needed—the one who kept me breathing, who made me feel alive for the first time in years. On the other stood the woman who could break my curse—the one fate had chosen for me. And there was no escaping either of them. I stared at Raina, her eyes reflecting a calm I couldn’t find inside myself. My chest felt too tight, my lungs too small. There was no way out of this. I knew it. And still—I wanted to be selfish.

"The Alpha says if you don't apologize to her and send over that necklace she likes, don't even think about this betrothal." "Bullshit!" My childhood friend, Mia Patton, shot up from her seat. "Last week, I was organizing herbs in the apothecary. Lily stole the wolfsbane pollen herself and told Peter Winters she 'wanted to stir up some trouble'. Do you think we're blind?" Travis frowned and adjusted his tie with a disdainful look. "The Alpha makes his own judgments. It's not your place to comment." He shoved the strawberry pastries into a server's hands. "These are for Ms. Lily. The Alpha specifically said to eat them while they're warm."

I grabbed the doorframe to keep from sliding to the floor, my breath catching in a strangled gasp that wouldn't come out. The new Jaynayah—the one who had eaten ramen in a crowded town, who had made love fiercely against a door, who had started to believe she was real—that girl died in a single heartbeat. The old girl without a name, the slave, the nothing, clawed her way back to the surface, screaming silently. Michael ignored the low, vibrating growl coming from Mace. He ignored the witches. His eyes were fixed solely on me, glittering with a horrible, possessive pride.

Wish me luck. I brushed my hair while staring at my face in front of the mirror. It looks better than earlier today. My swollen eyes reduced its size but were replaced by dark circles. Well, I don't care anymore. Blake had seen my most horrible face and he still loves me so looks won't matter. Just a minute later, my room's door cracked open. I took a glance at the doorway and saw Celestine peeking there. "Hey, Aly. Come on!" she called me in a low voice.

“This conversation is over.” Ayla’s hands clenched at her sides. This wasn’t just rejection. This was humiliation. And the worst part? Liana had won. For now. As Kael extended his hand to Liana, sealing her fate as his chosen wife, Ayla made a silent vow—this was not the end. Not by a long shot. Her knees weakened, the world tilting. And then— Darkness. As Ayla collapsed, the last thing she heard was Kael’s voice—low, irritated. “Get her out of my sight.”

AYLA BAILORE “I know you're a spy,” Lucian tapped his fingers against his glass before placing it down on a small table close to him. “I remember the night you snuck into my bedroom, Ayla. Anyone who dared attempt what you did would have had his head ripped out the second he was caught but with you…” He gazed intensely into my eyes before he shook his head as if deciding against something. “I never saw sense in why Esmira insisted on a Queen Selection contest, but now I do. Maybe this was the goddess way of bringing you to me. I know nothing I say would make sense now, not until you get your wolf. But Ayla, I want you to know you can trust me,”

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…

They were old and worn, but familiar and safe. With a deep breath, I hit Caroline's picture on my screen. The phone rang all the way until voicemail. I stared at my ceiling fan, watching it spin all the way until I heard the electronic prompt to leave a voicemail. I hung up and immediately dialed again. This time she picked up after several rings. “What's up Alicia?” she asked, as if nothing were wrong in the world. I sucked in a deep breath and then just blurted out what I had to say as quickly as possible. “I got the internship with ZephTech.”

It had said Hello, whoever finds precious little Ayla. For a reason that cannot be said, she has been left here, hoping that someone can give her a good life. She is half a wolf, and needs someone who can show her this world. Ayla was born on April 27th. Please treat her well, show her what love and family are. Best wishes, a friend.