Fanfic Nalu Mga Nobela at Kwento

Eloise The look the Alpha gave me shook my body. I was in a complete trance and couldn't say a word. This is the kind of man that drives any woman crazy; I love him, said Alondra, and her words shook me a little. I turned around, and at that moment Nalia walked in. She had several sheets of paper in her hand, and when she saw me, she raised her eyebrows, surprised to see me there in the Alpha's room. She then looked at the Alpha with a frown and cleared her throat.

Her thighs squeezed tighter around her, trying to lock her in place as the Alpha teased her, but she was itching to touch her, the urge overwhelming as she slipped free of her mate’s hold and rolled them once more. Autumn splayed beneath her, a pillow of orange beneath her cocky smile and half-lidded eyes. “I knew it.” She pouted, encircling her arms around Nala’s neck, drawing her close. “Are you trying to diminish your accomplishment?” Nala asked, her voice deep, a chastise behind her words. Her eyes darkened, silencing her mate’s response. She edged her knees forward, her thighs pushing Autumn’s wider until their groins pressed together. A deep heat curled within her core, her pussy dampe

Lilliana’s POV “You’ve got to be kidding me!” He laughed as he made his way past me. I wanted to go after him but my feet seemed glued to the ground. I couldn’t believe it. This just has to be some sick joke that the moon goddess is playing with me but it didn’t seem like a joke because Nala was dancing around in happiness. “Alpha Nikolai is our mate,” she announced like I didn’t already know that, like I didn’t already open my stupid mouth and call him ‘mate’.

she pushes past him, and I hear the words I've never heard from my Alpha's mouth, "Please, don't do this," Nalani’s pov I didn't want him. I didn't ask for an alpha mate. Alpha Duncan. No fucking way. He was a player, and I didn't like him as a person. He watched for years as people abused his own sister. He could have saved her with one word, yet he didn't. I hated him.

But suddenly, someone lifted my chin, and a stubbly face appeared in my sight. "Though she's worthless, she sure is pretty." The man licked his lips, his foul breath making me want to vomit. "Don't touch me!" I pushed him hard, suppressing my disgust. "Even if I'm not your Luna, I'm still Alpha Hector's mate!" Another round of laughter followed. "But does Alpha still care about you?" "Right, you've been abandoned by Alpha." "Alpha is with Vanessa now, he doesn't care about you!" A man grabbed my waist, pretending to kiss me. "Since Alpha doesn't want you, why not please us?"

Aliya pouted, and I nearly choked on the water I was drinking. At this point, I refused to believe Aliya was a victim. That comeback—I didn’t see it coming. The rage burning in Nala’s eyes was evident, but she played it cool. Even a fool could tell there was no love or respect between these two. I couldn’t even comprehend why they pretended in my presence. “I’m so happy for you both, really. But I’m still young, and I love exploring—especially committed men. They do the most,” Nala remarked as she cleared her plate of chicken salad.

I nodded silently, pulling the furs tighter around my chest. The logic of my old life screamed at me to doubt him, to believe that every Alpha had a price and every sanctuary had a trapdoor. But as Silas stood up, his towering frame casting a protective shadow across the bed, the heavy thrumming of his heart echoed in my own veins. Nala was perfectly still, her purple-tinted eyes watchful but serene. She trusted him completely. And for the first time, I was starting to believe she was right.

“You need your strength back for you and the baby.” I shook my head. The thought of food made my stomach turn. “Leave it,” a voice said behind her, “I will make sure she eats.” I turned my head and there he was, Toby just watching. The nurse smiled warmly. “You are very lucky to have such a devoted fiancé Naila.” “Yes,” I murmured softly. “Lucky.” But something inside me didn’t believe it. When the nurse left, Toby pulled the chair closer once more. “You should eat,” he said.

My face felt stiff from smiling so much as I struggled to keep myself from recoiling every time our skin touched. Ian seemed to sense my resistance, so he slipped an arm around my shoulders and began stroking my skin with his fingers. "My Luna, you look beautiful today," Ian whispered. He tilted his head, letting his warm breath brush against my sensitive ear. In the past, a gesture this intimate would have made my heart race, but now, it just made me feel sick. "You look handsome as well, my Alpha," I said. I looked up into his eyes, which were filled with a deep, soulful look. I used to drown in the tenderness I saw there, but now I could only see my own reflection.

“The elders chose me.” “Half of whom died during your midnight coup,” Elara replied gently. The word coup hung heavy. Kael did not move. He let it unfold. The enemy king smiled wider. Elara continued, voice steady. “A Luna stands beside her Alpha in strength and loyalty. Not after locking him out of his own gates.” Lyra stepped closer, eyes flashing. “Careful.” Elara met her stare. “No,” she said quietly. “Careful is how we ended up here.”