Is Anastasia Knight Alive Novels & Stories

“Or maybe she found someone weak enough to play along with her charade. Don’t stand here and tell me Dacre could have been involved.” Cassandra smirked. “Wouldn’t he?” I glared at her. She looked away but the smile stayed. I hated that she said it. I sipped my drink, then turned back. “Where is she now? Where is she living?” “We don’t know,” Anastacia admitted. “We only saw her at the hospital. She didn’t say much, but she looked… happy.” “Too happy,” Cassandra muttered. “Like someone who thinks she’s finally beaten us.”

Though I couldn’t remember agreeing to anything. “Kane’s coming back out to address the humans. I get the distinct impression he’s going to lie to them, say Zena fell ill from something contagious and passed away. He was about to inform them but he’s been so busy lately.” Wasn’t that the truth? “Are they buying it?” “Hang on.” Anastasia held up a hand with a missing finger. I covered my mouth, not wanting to betray the fact I hadn’t known with a gasp. “Her father is asking where she’s buried.”

I wouldn't be immune to it until my Luna ceremony. "You are MINE!" He carried on with his rant. "You are mine to use, mine to abuse, mine to kill, do you understand?" I carefully nodded, fighting the tears that wanted to stream down my face. "I will NOT put ip with you being disrespectful, Beta's daughter or not. Do you understand me Anastazie?" He all but growled into my ear. I nodded again but something shocked me, how did he know who I was? Better yet how did he know my name? Almost like he read my mind he chuckled.

“You looked like you were having fun, the stress went away after you had a few cups of punch.” “Well I wish I could say I can remember it, but I cant.” She said half smiling. “I guess when my memory does come back, it will just be another memory that I get to experience all over again, so that might be kind of fun.” “Well at least you are looking at it like a positive person like you should.” She said looking away. “You are Anabel Knight aren’t you?” she whispered. “Wait how did you know my last name, I don’t think I’ve told you?” she said confused.

She did not like family drama and she especially did not like accusations against Leon. "The timeline for one thing. Leon told you he met Anastasia at a charity gala four months ago. The Children's Hospital Foundation event in September." I pulled out my phone and opened the documentation I had prepared. "I had my investigator look into the guest list for that gala. Anastasia Page was not on it. Not as a guest, not as staff, not as a volunteer. She was never at that event." Eleanor turned to look at Leon. "Is that true?" Leon did not hesitate. "Yes, Grandma. That is true."

And everyday, with the realization of what people expect from him, it saddens him and his fear of what the future holds compounds. "Where is my father?" He asked a maid of the castle. "I just served him in his quarters. He is on his way to the court," she replied shyly, hiding her face away from his gaze. "Do you notice Alphas? Are they having a meeting?" "No Sir!" She replied. He nodded to her, and she left. He turned to look at her while she was leaving, but he saw his uncle Audolf coming from behind. "Were you following me, Uncle?" He jokingly asked. He did that to prevent his uncle from asking him if he was checking out a maid.

"We didn't either until one day, my mom had green eyes and our sister purple. She left shortly after, and we were only a few years old. We never knew much about all of it." Kiera looked back over the painting. "She seems familiar. Maybe we crossed paths in the South." "Maybe. You would have been a small child, though. Anastasia died over fourteen years ago." Kiera nodded her head at me, the wheels in her mind spinning. She knew something, but when she turned from me, I knew she wasn't sharing the information.

If I hadn’t known better, I might have believed it myself. Anastasia arrived like a storm. She burst into the room with barely contained energy, her eyes lighting up the moment she saw me. “You’re awake! You’re alive! Incredible,” she said, clapping her hands once. “I was half convinced you’d murder Sophia in her sleep... or Nikolai” “They both survived,” I replied dryly. “Barely.” Anastasia grinned, then immediately sobered when her gaze dropped to my sling. “Still hurts?”

'The Luna just collapsed' he said, I widen my eyes standing up. 'Where is she?' I asked perparing to leave my office. 'she is been treated in your room, we felt it would make her recover quickly if she is surrounded with your scent.' I burst into my room looking at my mate, I think I have gone to far, I release the wall to our connection, trying to look for any life source from her but I found nothing. Anastasia is gone I killed my mate, I let out a cry of anguish, at the death of my mate.

"And who are you to speak to me like that?" I lifted my chin. "I am Anastasia. Hector's Luna." Alpha Aldric’s eyes widened. "Ah. The famous Anastasia. The girl who killed a child and then brought her back to life. You are even more interesting than I remember." Alpha Aldric took a step toward me. His wolf pressed against the air. Heavy. Threatening. "You are the reason my daughter is locked up. You are the reason she has been humiliated. You think you can take what belongs to her and walk away unscathed?"