Novelas y relatos de Hilda Marra

MARIA'S POV. It was a bright morning, the sun shining at its peak, casting a beautiful glow through the hospital glass, my hips swinging left and right as I walked through the hospital halls. The male doctors and some patients' mouths fell open as I passed them, they whispered among themselves. “Isn't that Maria Maria?” They asked each other. Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company.

“Hello, dear. I'm Hilda, the Luna of the Iron Crest pack. I'm throwing a party for my wedding anniversary and I would like you to come, is that alright?” Anna nodded dazedly, staring at the woman's pretty face as she smiled at her. She had never seen such a pretty lady before, someone with such long black hair, sparkly blue eyes, and plump red lips. The woman in front of her looked like she had walked out of a fairytale, standing with an alluring aura. “That's good,” Hilda revealed a set of white pearly straight teeth. “I was just about to grab some food from the kitchen because I was hungry. Do you want to join me?”

Yep, so now it should be easily distinguishable," I said flicking through pages looking for a sign of red. It wasn't until another hour later that I spotted the next red name. A girl named Elizabeth from the 1700s. I put my slight disappointment that it wasn't Milly aside and continued to search for another thirty minutes. "Max..." I said to my eldest cousin who had sloped back to the sofa. "I think I found her. Her full name is Millia right?" He nodded as he leant over my shoulder and looking to where I was pointing. "Millia Benedetta?" Max said reading the words on the page. "Her birthday, April 17th, 2007 AD, is right but why Benedetta and where is the rest of us?" "That's not your Dad,"

Amaria replied. “ Hold on. No, Amaria, no. You want to expose the Queen, are you out of your mind? This person you're talking about is the Queen of Ashmael and the Luna of the most powerful pack in werewolf history, The Moonstone pack. She clearly has a lot of supporters and to be honest Amaria, your plan won't work, you will just get yourself banished completely,” Dove whispered. Amaria glanced at her while she climbed onto her horse and said sternly, “ I know and I don't care, I will still try my best to expose her,” “ Well we will have to try, what she did was a very despicable thing, ” Teresa said and climbed onto Amaria's horse. Elex shrugged, climbed onto his horse and said, “ Even if

“Oh my God, Mira. You have been going through all these? And you never thought it was necessary to let me know about everything? Do you even take me as someone important to you, because hell! If you did, you wouldn’t have shut me out this way,” Hilda’s voice shook as she finally dropped her hands from her lap and looked directly into Mirabella’s face.

An action every Noble's personal omega immediately mirrored, taking their positions beside their mistresses; I couldn't help noting they were all older than Nayla. "Good morning," I began, then waited for the file of omegas that had just entered to finish setting the table. A cup of steaming hot tea before me, I continued, introducing myself, "Hello, everyone, I'm Hilda Miller from the Stillmoon pack." A tall, blonde-haired Noble with a dainty air about her looked me up from over the rim of her cup, her eyes lined with dark eyeliner. She said quietly, "Oh, we already know who you are... or aren't."

Elara’s POV “I am Hilda. Alpha has made me your assistant.” “You may rise,” I said, scanning the woman in front of me. Hilda looked younger than me but that sharp look in her eyes made me think otherwise. Her suit was pressed clean, no blemish or crease in sight. What most impressed me was her air of confidence, especially because she did not seem to be from a high-ranking family. She was an ordinary wolf who had made a name for herself. After all, not everyone could be considered for the position of assistant to the Luna of Caelthorn.

Phone Rang "What is it again?" Sir, please call the security to go save Hilda; I will die of guilt if anything happens to her!" The security guy pleaded the second time. "You are a coward for being so wicked to an innocent woman who did nothing to you all in the name of money!" I hung up on him. Sherry is a wicked woman. I will respond to her when all this is over. She will have to pay for all that Hilda is going through. ————- Hilda "I am the Hilda you said you loved some hours ago! Avalor, I am Hilda Storm, the rejected Omega you said you would accept! I am the woman you said you could never live without!" Please don’t hurt me.

I just know those people, and unfortunately, live with them. “No, no. I am talking about Hana and the other girls...” I enumerated their names, “Agnes, Fatma, Abigail, and Edith.” She stopped as she heard the names. “Go, just make yourself a meal or look for left overs. And do me a favor please, Mathilda, fix yourself for Saint Agatha’s sake.” She pushed me further the cookery, “I will continue with my meal now. Thank you for interrupting.” She fixed her dress as she noticed a few wrinkles, as if that would make her less old, scary and annoying, and then she strutted away.