Elianne The Starved Novels & Stories

And I took that as a good thing. Emily then joined us and she looked between the two of us and was shocked to see there really were two of us. We ended up chatting for most of the day, getting to know one another. Turns out that Lena had run away because she had overheard Cash planning on marrying her off to Dane when she was of age and being raised by her aunt that hated the wolves she was scared of the union and took off to avoid it.

she responded. “What kind of emergency? Did anyone get hurt?” “Not just anyone, Luna Elarian. A young maid and the Alpha’s beta have been poisoned. The maid is dead already, but Jonathan…” Her voice trailed off, and there was a look in her eyes that I didn’t like. “I doubt he stands much of a chance, but let’s hope Elyse will be able to help again,” she added with a smile, glancing at the young woman at the foot of the bed.

’ Dean says with a slightly annoyed huff, walking towards where the waitress disappeared, while I keep my eye on the cook. ‘Tess, I need you to come to the diner and get a girl I found. She’s malnourished, abused, and scared.’ The waitress whispers. ‘Okay, that’s horrible, but I'm sure you and Robbie can keep her safe for a few hours. I can’t leave Eli alone.’ The woman, Tess, answers in a normal tone. I’m guessing they’re on the phone. Who the hell is Eli? Why do I get the feeling that this waitress is not what she appears to be?

My hands trembled as they reached for my stomach, reminding me of my own lost child. “Why?” I blurted. “Why have you done this to me?” I added. I wanted to hear the moon goddess’s reason for bringing me back to life in such a manner. I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask for a second phase of suffering. How long could I keep up with this charade? Right now, I felt like I was Viola. A pretentious liar. In my heart, I was still Elena. Maybe I could be the Rhoda they wanted me to be. I had to become her to survive here.

“Not because you asked because they can sleep with the sky in charge.” He didn’t smile, but relief moved through him like weather. His hands flexed as if relearning restraint. We spread blankets. Garron brought food like an offering. The children ate cross-legged, greedy and solemn. Daisy tucked a roll into her pocket for the gods. Lily judged the soup edible. Rowan ate like a wolf trying not to be seen. Hyden watched the shadows to guess the hour. Elara appeared at the threshold, coat unbuttoned. She inclined her head to me first. “I have no title here,” she said. “May I come in?”

The old woman just nodded before leaving a meaningful look and then left them to prepare their food. Knight is very different from the billionaire he met yesterday, he's just like a mischievous man. "Anyway, this food isn't free, Eleanor," he said almost in a whisper. Anxiety started to rise again in Eleanor's body, she didn't bring even a peso from the time she was sold. What would she pay him with. "It costs your body, baby girl."

said William who then passed away leaving his secretary who was snorting annoyed by his remarks •••• Elliona is currently pampering herself with a warm soak, relaxing her body which last night was being crushed to death by a jerk who disappeared suddenly as she opened her eyes this morning. Elliona was like a bitch out there, gave up her body and was left alone. Yet she is more miserable to be left without messages and money. What! 5% share? She shouldn't have been lulled by the seduction of a crocodile man like that.

"It's probably my body making up for all the days I didn't eat because of Adam not being around." She nods. "Sure. That makes sense, I suppose." After I clean off a hefty plate, we sit together in the family room and talk. Vivianne lays down and pulls a blanket over herself as she updates me on Elara's condition—heartbreak in its final, yet longest stage. "I saw her today and she seemed pretty happy. I think it's because her cousins are coming to town for Christmas, which will be a nice distraction for her." "Have you heard anything about Eli and his mate?"

As the dirty, bloody fabric was pulled away, the roaring light of the fireplace illuminated Elian’s body. All the air violently left my lungs. I had known he was starving. I had known he was hurt. But seeing the absolute, unfiltered truth of what my arrogance had done to him in the bright light of my own bedroom shattered my soul into a million jagged pieces. His ribs were jutting out sharply against his pale skin, proof of weeks of brutal starvation in the dark. His beautiful hands, which had once felt so soft against my cheek, were covered in dark purple bruises, the knuckles permanently swollen and cracked from being forced to dig in the freezing silver mines.

"Please, eat, I do not want you going hungry." Eliana is not able to discern whether or not to believe this woman, a Climont citizen. There is a long purple ribbon in her hair as well as the rough family crest of the Valen family that all citizens wear. She warily stares out of the corner of her eye as she slowly picks up the bowl. If they had wanted her dead, they would have done so already, right? She swallows once as she breathes in the rich scent of the stew. Hunger takes over her mind and she downs the entire contents before she can even exhale.