Deacon Dahlia Novels & Stories

And Xander looked like he was one second away from murdering both of them. Alaia saw the situation escalating and stepped up to the group, taking Xander’s hand. “Good Morning, Gentlemen.” “Good Morning, Luna,” they both replied with slight nods of their heads. “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. It’s quite the predicament, isn’t it?” “Yes, Luna, it is. But he’s too boneheaded to listen to reason!” “There’s no need for all of that, Benjamin. Since I’m here, though, I was wondering. What do the two of you think of dahlias? They are a beautiful flower with the most amazing coloring. A perfect mix of roses and daisies in my opinion.”

He held my hands as he slowly led me to the altar, and everyone made way for us as we passed. Arriving at the altar, I could see how happy Dean was, even happier than I was, and all I did was laugh. "Today we have brought a great blessing into the Ghost Pack. Our Alpha, our ruler, we are glad to announce that he has found the one his heart has been searching for. Today, we are happy to tell you all that Alpha Dean now has a Luna." I could hear everyone becoming happy just hearing the priest say that, and I felt like crying for joy.

He tried to catch her eyes, but she kept her gaze averted and quickly broke free. She turned, taking a few faltering steps towards the sidelines where concerned faces looked between her, Dyllen, and Kadence. “She doesn’t really suit Flower, maybe we should call her Weed instead?” Those words broke whatever resolve Dahlia had left and she took off at a run towards the stables. Dyllen swore as she bolted. “Stop her!” he called to Eician who was standing next to her as she passed but the omega only flinched at his roar, body tensing up.

Drop-dead gorgeous, in fact. Daciana wore a purple ball gown and a golden tiara encrusted with gemstones. Her lush hair was let to fall like a waterfall behind her ,and there was only a little makeup on her face. "So, I guess I'm going to rule out the idea of you helping me to welcome the delegates.” Daciana remarked, glancing at Elena who was on her phone now. "You know... As my future Chief bridesmaids and all." Elena raised her head briefly, flashing Daciana a sarcastic smile before she rolled her eyes, causing the both of them to giggle.

Dahlia ~ The imposingly tall Gates of The Kingmaker Academy stood proud in front of me. I turned to my twin sister Sienna to find her equally awed. “I am having second thoughts about this whole thing, Dahlia.” “Its too late to turn back now, and besides we can't turn back,” I said, “you know what's at stake.” Her eyes softened with understanding and then she stepped forward to knock on the gate hoping someone would open it. The gates groaned open before her fist could touch the metal surface, to reveal the most beautiful luscious environment I had ever seen.

Witches can’t be trusted. “Its about time you all got here,” a voice called out. We all looked up to see Dahlia descending from the sky. “I was starting to think you all chickened out.” Her boot clad feet hit the snow and she gave us a smile. She was clad in a knee-length, light brown fur coat with fishnet stockings. Her long hair was neatly bundled at the back of her head and her makeup was perfect, as always. “Dante,” she acknowledged. “Dahlia.” I responded.

These guys had walked away from millions, from a name that opened doors, from a life most people would kill for. And he was fine. He’d made a decision and lived with it, consequences and all. When was the last time I could say that? *** The changing room door opened. Dahlia stepped out in her jeans and a flannel that she was wearing earlier, hair pulled into a messy ponytail. The dress was gone, draped over assistant’s arm as she disappeared toward the back.

"May her skills bring health and wellness to our pack. May she be a willing instrument in the hands of the goddess, and may the pack never know evil under her care." Dahlia stepped forward, and I presented her with a silver acorn pendant, adorned with a small, glowing moonstone. The pendant signified her position on the council. Ria and Elena's pendants had been taken from them and were going to be burned in the fire tonight. Dahlia accepted the pendant from me and the pack erupted into applause. My eyes locked with Keera's. She was watching the ritual with an unreadable expression. I drew my attention from her and focused on Willa.

I watched her pull up three different screens to run different programs. It only took her three minutes and thirty-two seconds to find some useful information. “Palmer Davidson. Age forty-three. Originated from the Dalestone pack but challenged for the Alpha title of Crimson Park at age thirty-seven.” Dahlia’s face paled when she said the original pack’s name. She immediately dialed a number on her phone, putting it on speaker so that we could also hear. “Dalestone pack. Alpha Denver speaking,” a man said. Dahlia’s fingers drummed on her desk, and I could see how she was trying to control whatever she was feeling. I did the same thing when I was overwhelmed.

At the rate she was going, she would be lucky to make 4 months. Dalya was still sleeping, and Katalea didn’t want to wake her. Using a trick she had learned from Dakari she conjured a cattleya flower. This beautiful orchid is where her mother had picked her name. It looked so pretty lying by her new sister, Katalea conjured a dozen more and put them in a vase next to the bed. She made a mental note to call her mother and catch up, and left the room. She didn’t notice the tear slide down Dalya’s face.