Novel & Cerita Elena Of Avalor Fanfiction

“Yes, you heard very well. Elena told you that she would renounce the position of Luna and queen and reject you as her mate if you forced her to choose. If that happens, you will be wulfless because I let myself die.” Elena looked at all the embroidery she had saved and cried. As the goddess had told her, she had ordered all the embroidery, and what she discovered left her with a heavy heart. She didn't know what would be in her new embroidery, but she remembered the last one she had given to Vlad. His mate was forcing destiny to bend.

I saw it, even if she tried to hide it. That whisper he had given her at breakfast still burned in my chest. He hadn’t spoken it aloud for anyone else to hear, just her, and yet her entire face had shifted at his words—eyes widening, lips parting, as though he had reached inside her soul. And I had been sitting there, powerless, watching my mate react to another man’s voice. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The mate bond was sacred, unbreakable. But Eliana… she was different. She had already been rejected once. She had already known the sting of betrayal. What if she decided I would become the next Damon? What if she chose distance over vulnerability, or worse, curiosity over safety?

“Although, I am beginning to wonder about one in particular.” My entire body was one edge. All the air had stilled in my lungs. “Someone had mentioned something along the lines of Elena jumping around from one Alpha to another,” they said. “And I can’t help but feel that it may be true.” My mouth fell open in shock. What?? Was this because I had attended the gala with Killian? “How do you mean?”

Nico asked, sitting across from Luca and myself. Luca swallowed his mouthful of food and looked at me before he answered. “Eliana needs to go back to England tomorrow to complete her degree and finish the work she started there. Our mating will be kept secret until her return,” his voice turned stern as he looked at everyone around the table solemnly. “I will not have anyone outside of our pack know that I have a future Luna who is not within the secure perimeter of our territory.” “Of course, no one will know a thing,” Enzo echoed, sending a stern look Giovani's way.

ELENA'S POV She was wearing a side pleated gown with ruffles down the arm, and a thin pearl necklace around her neck. A thin silver belt anchored the gown around her small waist, on any other person the cloth would look ridiculous but she managed to pull it off elegantly. It must be a rich people thing. She was looking at me the way you would look at a rat that wasn't where it was supposed to be. From what I gathered the last time we had an encounter, she was related to Valerian.

I forced my chin up, meeting his dead gaze. "I, Alpha Kaelen of the Northern Court," he stated, each word cutting through me like a knife, "do not accept the trickery of the moon. I reject you, Elena of the Crescent Pack, as my mate and future Luna." The room collectively drew in a sharp breath.

she announced, standing abruptly and walking out of the room. I was about to follow her when Emris held me back. “Allow her,” he told me, as I sat back on the sofa. A few minutes later, Elena walked back in, with a dark expression. “What’s up?” “That pathetic girl had the nerve to threaten me,” she snapped, her voice dripping with disgust. A sharp wave of anger surged in my chest. “What did she say?” “She claimed to know some secret about me,” Elena muttered, angrily. “And had the audacity to threaten me—told me to call off the arranged marriage with Adrian, since it wasn’t real anyway.”

And what should she do next? She would never agree to Cory’s request to be one of his mates. And she strongly doubted how Lennie would react to the same request. Lennie was the dragon princess, and Alpha’s Aubrey’s only daughter. How could she ever stand to share her mate with another woman? Exhausted and devastated, slowly, Elena closed her eyes. When she woke up, it was already the next morning, and she heard Nyla calling in her head, “Wake up, L, quickly, she came!”

Sister Lan's eyes locked onto mine. "Elena belongs on the battlefield." A dangerous smile appeared on her face. "Not in a nursery." Silence stretched between us. Then I chuckled. A low, amused sound. Sister Lan frowned. "What is funny?" I met her gaze. "You're already planning Elena's future." My smile widened. "And she doesn't even listen to you. Don't you know she is bent on paying the Alvarez family for their upbringing. Do you think.it.will be easy for her to let go and focus on herself? This girl only listens to her adopted mother. "