Clover In Sofia The First Novels & Stories

Luca’s POV The door opened slowly. Sofia stood in the doorway in a way that managed to be both an entrance and a near exit simultaneously — one hand on the door handle, body angled slightly as though she hadn’t fully committed to being here. She was in different clothes than dinner. Dark loose trousers and a simple top, hair down, and she was looking at him with an expression he was beginning to recognize as her default around him — composed, careful, and doing a great deal of work to remain both.

“Look at me. I know those eyes can’t lie, my dear Clarissa.” Sofia was taken aback but she had to gather herself together. Mikael knew everything about her, even her past and her deep secrets. Mikael, her childhood sweetheart, knew that she was Clarissa Gonzales. But she had to constantly remind him to forget about her past identity. "Mikael, please forget about Clarissa. I am now Sofia Villanueva!" She had to emphasize her present persona. “All right, my shy Sofia, but what are you trying to hide this time?” The man tried to tease the woman who seemed anxious at the moment.

SOFIA There were three powerful wolves standing here in front of me with identical mocking looks on their faces. They could tear me limb to limb easily and think nothing of it. They were as massive as the Alpha but it was clear who ran the show here. If I didn’t know better, it looked like high school bullying. “You’ll get your clothes back if you answer my questions.” Where the fuck were the guards? “I was born in Russia.” Minion One on the right-hand side decided to open his mouth, “I heard that in Russia, you drink Vodka instead of water. Is that true?” he asked in a very bad Russian accent.

Sof replied. "The members of the Midnight Pack who came back to the castle with us got out of their cars, and we walked over to where they were standing. My dad told some of the workers to show them to their rooms. I had Layla and her little sister Brittany stay behind. "Layla, this is my mate and your future Queen, Sofia," I said "Hello, My Queen," Layla said as she kneeled to Sofia. "You don't have to kneel to me, Layla, and you can call me Sofia," Sof said with a smile. Then she looked at Brittany. "Hello, Sweety," Sofia said to the sleepy Brittany, who didn't reply.

Not blinking. Sofia… is here?

Sofia asked “ Yes, I love plot twist and tragedy related ones” Queen mumbled “ So how was your first day at school” Sofia asked while Lovie brought in her clothe because Queen was still in her uniform she refuses to put it off. “ Looks like it, is that why you refuse to change into your wears” Sofia asked smoothening her hair with her hand. “ You have a petite and soft small hand” Queen rasped “ Thank you but you don't have a strong hand either” Queen said with a low chuckle

He put on a black long-sleeve button-down shirt, used his leather jacket, and even took the trouble to iron his jeans, decided to completely shave his face, and decided to walk calmly to the library so as not to get sweaty. Upon arriving at the library, He then enters to discover Sofia sitting at one of the library tables dressed in her typical reserved outfit, hiding her body. A long turtle sweater that even covered her hands was at least one size larger than she needed. She was also wearing oversized jeans and was staring at some books, flipping through them quickly, moving them from side to side, reading a page of one and a page from another. With a smile, Alex walked with the utmost gent

Papa thinks it is stupid, but I am only human. When I arrive at Sofia’s, I let myself in; I have a spare key and the codes to her security system, just as she has mine. I walk right into her girlfriend who is making a dash to the door. I hold the flowers I had gotten to her with an arched brow. “Thank you.” She replies as she accepts them. “I was just leaving.” She brushes by me and my other brow joins the first. Sofia is glaring at me, and watching the exchange with her girlfriend. When the door closes behind her, Sofia curses and walks away, I follow.

This time there is a cruel triumph on his face. “Wonderful! Romeo and Juliet’s love is very intense! But Lucas, did you forget that you are my creation? The memory you used to pause little Sofia was actually a trap I set!” At that moment little Sofia suddenly sits up on the medical bed. This time, instead of red light, a black liquid begins to flow from her eyes. She laughs in a mechanical tone. “Queen Sofia… congratulations. Your womb may be empty, but do you know where your child is now?”

His eyes widen and for just a moment, he looks like he's seeing me clearly—really seeing the woman who stands before him instead of the broken creature he expects. "I, Sofia Homes, reject you, Andrew Grafton, as my mate and Alpha." The words ring with finality, carrying a power that makes every wolf in the room step back. Andrew staggers as if struck, his hand going to his chest. "Sofia, wait, you don't understand what you're doing—" "I understand perfectly." I'm already climbing the stairs, my voice carrying back to them. "I'm choosing myself for the first time in three years."