Elara Quinn Novels & Stories

“Speak.” Elias cleared his throat. “She arrived in Silverveil six years ago with her mother, Mira. They moved into an old cottage on the eastern edge of the territory. Elara works as a healer’s assistant at the local clinic. Quiet life. No romantic partners on record until recently—a doctor named Marcus Reed has been pursuing her. They had a date this past weekend.” Ronan growled audibly. The sound echoed my own rising fury. “And the boy?” I asked, voice dangerously calm.

My nerves were on fire, my wolf pacing restlessly within me, but my resolve was as solid as stone. I was Luna Queen Kiara, destined mate to the alpha kings Kayden and Jayden, and I would not be claimed by a man who knew nothing of love, respect, or equality. No, I would not bow. I would fight. And Goddess, help anyone who stood in my way. "Elara," I say, looking into my reflection's eyes, "thank you for helping me." She's been standing in the doorway, giving me room to breathe. "You look stunning, Luna. You will make a lasting impression."

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

She looked at Lief, seeing him nod his head, she answered. “I’m a witch, a shadow weaver, and a seer.” Elara’s voice was shy as she spoke, keeping her eyes fixed on the ground. Everyone’s stared were too much for her. She was not used to this many people looking at her. She wasn’t used to this many people period.

He said as he pointed at the second girl that spoke after lily. “Elara is a quick and agile female hunter known for her sharp instincts and keen senses. Her ability to navigate the wilderness and anticipate threats makes her an invaluable asset to the pack.” “Nice to meet you Zyra.” She said to me with a smile and I nodded my head, “same here.” I replied “This handsome dude here is one of Alpha Marcus top deltas, Kieran Frostfang.” Asher said and Kieran raised his hands in the air. “That’s me…” he laughed

"The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held." "The contract renewal will go as planned even without the Queen Luna's presence." Quinn narrowed his eyes as though warning me to back off. "That's just another way of discriminating me from all this, my lord." I know he'll bite back from this. "Leaxandra, darling, you are Lumina's Luna. No form of discrimination shall be thrown your way." He came closer to cup my chin up and force me to look him straight in the eye. "But your inclusion from this trip is a risk I cannot take."

But Elara’s focus fractured. Because he was there. In the crowd, beyond the barriers, half-hidden in shadow. Black shirt clinging to muscle, tattoos crawling up his throat, eyes fixed on her like a hunter on prey. Soren Vale. Her pulse raced so violently she thought she’d faint. She forced her lips into a smile for the cameras, but her thighs pressed together, heat blooming. He was undoing her with a stare. When the speech ended and applause rang, her father gripped her hand, lifting it for the press. “My daughter, Elara Quinn, the future of the Quinn name.”

I believed he was my prince charming, and I was his princess. “Val, be a little quick.” Suddenly, a soft voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I turned around and saw Elara, my best friend was standing at the door, dressed in a chic white dress. She was one year younger than me. Born in Texas. Her father was from America, and her mother was from Philippines. Her short hair looked curly, falling around her shoulders. She had Asian eyes, so the eyeliner made her look cute. Her lips were painted in a shade of rusty orange. But right now, she looked fierce, which made her lips pout and cheeks full. I couldn’t help but laugh.

But doubt clawed at the edges of my resolve. “Who are you?” I demanded, keeping my stance defensive as I moved to flank her. “Why help Tom destroy everything?” She tilted her head, amusement flickering across her features. “I am Elara. And I’m not helping Tom. He’s helping me.” Her words sent a jolt through me. “So you’re the one pulling the strings.” Her smile widened. “I’ve been pulling strings for centuries, dear. Tom is just another pawn in a long game.”

Elara asked, causing Elijiah's teeth to grind in anger. "You're breaking up with me? And who are you to make that decision?" Elijah asked angrily, causing Elara's blood to boil even more. "Me? Who am I? I'm just the daughter of Calisto, the beta and gamma who saved the entire Forestheart Pack. So, just accept my rejection already and let the Moon Goddess bless you with your Fated mate," Elara replied, but then she acted surprised, covering her mouth. "Hey, hold up. You might actually know your fated mate already," Elara replied to Elijah.