Ferid X Mika Novels & Stories

Jack’s Point of View The guard returned with a woman who looked to be in her forties. She was thin and pale, her body frail from illness. Dark shadows circled her eyes, and her hands trembled slightly. I remembered seeing her at the hospital a few times—this must be Mika, one of Rose’s patients. “Alpha, my name is Mika,” she said, bowing her head respectfully. “Mr. Samuel authorized me to leave the hospital today. I wanted to thank you for your hospitality and for taking care of me during my recovery. I’ll be leaving the Blue Lagoon Pack now.”

She made a mental note to find Stephanie and Layla later. “Don’t sit there acting all angry as if I hurt myself,” Ferix said dryly. “You’re upset because Maverick is getting along with her.” The other woman scoffed, clearly unamused. Sadie, meanwhile, wondered who this woman was and how she knew Aurora and Maverick enough to care. “All done,” Sadie said, releasing Ferix’s hand. He nodded, inspecting the bandage. “Thanks, Sadie,” he said with a smile that sent her heart racing.

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Reserved without being timid. Mika joined us at the table, still buzzing with energy. “This place is incredible!” she said, taking in the view. Then she turned to Zara with a grin. “And you you look like a goddess. I swear, half the room couldn’t take their eyes off you.” Zara blushed faintly and gave a small laugh, the sound light and musical. “You’re exaggerating.” “I’m not,” Mika insisted. “I almost tripped coming up the steps because I was too busy watching how everyone else was watching you.”

Normally, he'd just ignore her completely or reply with short words. Mika's face beamed with happiness, she was so happy. Finally she was able to see an improvement in her relationship with Tristan. At least now, she could look forward to a great future together with her one true love. Mika was truly glad she had done what she did that day. She didn't have a single ounce of regret because it was all worth it. Seeing the happy expression on Mika's face, Tristan sighed heavily. He knew exactly what Mika was thinking since he had stupidly renewed his mark on her in his drunken state. He could hear her thoughts clearly, which made him even more miserable than he already was.

**** Grace sat on the sofa with a cup of warm milk and a plate of chocolates in front of her, ready to indulge while watching a movie. It was a romantic film, not her usual preference, but she decided to watch it anyway. Perhaps that was a mistake. As the movie played on, it reached a scene where the protagonist was intimate with his lover. A strange feeling twisted in the core of her stomach. She tried to ignore it and focus on the film.

Miya walked in gingerly, glanced around, and noticed that the deco was very different from Xenon's. Xenon much preferred dark colors while Chris was the opposite. "Chris, I have to go. Thanks for accommodating me last night. I am so grateful you let me stay here," Miya said politely. No problem. I will let the driver know." Chris smiled. Miya nodded and said goodbye. As expected, they covered her eyes again and put the same music on in the car. The driver dropped her off at the same spot, outside the French Café.

Meredith must pay for what she did to his love. …………. While Lucan was far away, a certain someone finally opened her eyes and for the first time she seemed to recognize everyone in the room except the lady. “Xavier” mica called almost inaudibly, her eyes searching for a particular someone. “Can you recognize him?” Anarita asked immediately and she nodded. “Where is Lucan?” That was the person she has been seeing in her dreams and she really wanted to see him now. “He went to get your antidote mica” Xavier announced.

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“I can’t decide alone. I’ll let the board know.” Freda smiled—and Xander noticed. “You seem to like Evelyn,” he remarked. Freda scoffed. “Who wouldn’t like her? You do too, right?” He was hearing it again. Xander hesitated. “We’re just coworkers.” “Oh please,” Freda rolled her eyes. “You can fool the birds but not me. I know the Xander who drank himself to a pulp when my best friend died.” Then she stood up, walking to his drawer. She pulled it picking Tatiana's picture from inside, "And I definitely know the Xander that still keeps a dead woman's picture by his side."