Elena Reed Novels & Stories

The girls were always meant to have everything. Adrian Reed's hidden will just changed everything. He left the entire Reed estate to Elena's daughters, both of them. And now everyone finally understands what Vincent spent twenty-six years trying to destroy: not the truth, but the inheritance.

What if he had simply become someone else's weapon? ELENA Across the city, Elena stood inside her mother's study. The open safe loomed behind her. The missing journal echoed in her thoughts. Then her gaze landed on an old framed photograph tucked behind a bookshelf. She pulled it free. Her mother smiled warmly beside Victoria Hale. Between them stood a younger Marcus Reed. Elena's breath caught because written across the back, in her mother's handwriting, were five words:… **The people I trust most.**

And someone else—a woman in her forties with sharp eyes and an even sharper suit. "Elena, this is Christine Reeves. She's the lead attorney on Reed's other cases—the ones he settled before they went public." Christine extends her hand. "Ms. Torres. I've been waiting to meet you. You're the first person who's had the courage to fight back instead of taking his settlement money and disappearing." "More like the first person stupid enough." "Same thing, sometimes." She gestures to a chair. "Let's get started. We have a lot of ground to cover."

"Is that the story you're telling now,Mia? I seem to recall you begging for mercy in Jasper's office yesterday." "You threatened me!" Mia shrieked,face contorting with anger. "You're just jealous because Jasper chose me. He's my mate,not yours!" "And yet here you are," Elena interjected coldly,"with your tongue down another man's throat. Some mate you are." Reed watched our exchange with growing amusement. "Ladies,please. There's no need to fight over me." His gaze returned to me,trailing over my body in a way that made my skin crawl. "Though I wouldn't mind getting to know the famous Gamma a bit better. How about it,sweetheart? Ten thousand for one night. I bet you're worth every penny."

The guilt wasn’t fair, but it bloomed anyway. He didn’t shout. He never does. “Who is she?” The question cut clean. I hesitated—just a heartbeat—and that tiny pause widened into the chasm we’re still trying to cross. “This is Eden,” I whispered. “My friend.” Adrian’s gaze stayed locked on her. “She’s not.” Elena rose slowly, no fear, only that quiet, watchful intensity that had made me trust her when everything else felt off-balance in this relentless city. “Adrian Reyes. I’ve heard so much about you.”

"We'll talk about it later — just know that we are his haters." He nodded, and we immediately descended into chaos as Cardi B blasted through the speakers. I stood in front of El and started twerking for her like I was auditioning for Beyoncé’s tour. The crowd went WILD. "Fuck — is that Elena Roberts? Damn, she's hot as hell." "Can't believe Jason rejected her. Now she's back, hotter." "I wonder if Jason’s regretting his decision." "Those big fat asses clapping — shoot me."

The glass slipped from his fingers and shattered on the floor behind the bar. "I don't know anyone by that name," he said, but his voice shook. "Yes, you do," I pressed. "Elena Reed. She died eighteen years ago, three days after giving birth to twins. One of them, a girl named Luna, disappeared from the hospital." Marcus's hands were trembling now. He looked around the bar, at the other customers who were watching with interest. "I think," I continued quietly, "that you know where Luna is. And I think it's time we had a conversation about what happened eighteen years ago."

I was also struggling to understand what I was seeing. Alpha Carter cleared his throat then and started speaking “Elena Reed has been found guilty of the murder of her mother and is hereby stripped of her status as omega and demoted to pack slave. Henceforth, she’ll live separate from the pack and only come into pack quarters to fulfill her duties as slave.” I stood there in shock and watched my mate hand me a sentence worse than death, all while holding another female to his chest. My wolf cried, begged me to approach our mate and make him see reason, but when I looked at Alpha Carter, I saw the warning clear in his eyes. The mate bond was the only reason I w

Lucian nodded quickly, escaping to his SUV for clean air. "Elara," Amanda looked around cautiously, slipping a data crystal into Elara's palm. "Diana Reed came today. I've recorded every conversation she's had with me since our plan started. All our calls too." Elara examined the crystal. "You've been through much. Hold on longer - she can't cause trouble much longer." Amanda's eyes reddened. "I'm not suffering... I hope I can help you." Elara hugged Amanda. "It's alright. Lucian will deal with those wolves."

I whispered, the words dry on my tongue. His gaze didn’t waver. “I did what had to be done.” I took a step closer, each heel click echoing like a countdown. “You were family. You were supposed to be one of us.” Reed’s laugh was hollow. “Family? Is that what you think this is, Elena? We were pawns. Every single one of us. You just happened to rise higher than the rest.” My fingers itched to reach for the gun at my hip, the same one Damien had pressed into my hand the day he left—to protect myself, even from those closest to me.