Jace Proposes To Clary Mga Nobela at Kwento

I asked, making a face. “Yes. Here.” “This place is cursed.” Kael tilted his head, his eyes sharp and shiny. “Then uncursed it.” “What?” He stepped closer, all slow and deliberate, and I had to crane my neck to keep staring at him. “You nearly died here. Take it back.” “Take it back? Like it’s a sweater?” “Like it’s your power,” he said simply. My heart did this stupid lurch. “You’re crazy.” He didn’t argue. Just waited. Watching me with that look that made my chest feel tight.

“Too late for that, Mr. Wolfe.” Before he could respond, a familiar voice cut through the music. “May I steal your assistant for a dance?” It was Leo Gray, the heir of the Gray family, tall, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously charming. They had met earlier during the business deal, and Zara had noted how his confidence bordered on arrogance. Now, under the ballroom lights, it was magnetic. Zara didn’t hesitate. “Of course.” Cassian’s jaw flexed. “Zara….”

I lost myself in my thoughts for a moment, until James' voice pulled my attention again. As I turned to face him, my heart skipped a beat; he was already down on one knee. My eyes widened in shock as I took in the sight of the white diamond ring nestled in a luxurious maroon box he was holding. The ring itself sparkled beautifully, and I couldn't help but notice that it was precisely my size, a detail that sent a flutter through my chest. I blinked. "James...?" With a voice choked with emotion, he said, "To fix all the mistakes I made back then, will you consider my proposal and give me a second chance to make things right, Clara? Including giving you and Layla the happiness you deserve?"

Levi’s eyes moved through the hall immediately, scanning everyone around us, his attention moving carefully from one person to another as he searched for the man I had described. But he found nothing. The person was gone. Levi looked back at me, still watching my expression as if trying to figure out whether I was alright. His hand tightened gently around mine. “Do you want to leave?” I nodded immediately. “Yes. I want to leave.” But before we could turn to leave, Drahzar’s voice carried through the hall. “Let's gather around the table. Dinner is about to begin.” Levi looked toward Drahzar. “We need to be excused,” he said calmly. “My wife isn’t feeling too well.”

"I want you to brand the family's traitor mark on your chest. And you will be cast out from Killian's protection." Clara's face went white. She instinctively looked to Killian, as if seeking refuge. But Killian's gaze was fixed on me. Everything I had done tonight was beyond his expectations. "I accept," he said, blowing out a ring of smoke, making the decision for Clara. Clara was trapped. She could only bite her lip and nod. "Fine! I'll play one more round with you!" The revolver was back on the table. Clara's hand trembled as she picked it up. The lure of immense profit overcame her fear.

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

He said looking into my eyes and must have seen surprise flickering there. He nodded and placed his finger under my chin to lift my face, “These are all political tactics, love. Lycans will never pick a fight with Alphas or Betas. They need us on their side.” I shook my head and shoved away his hand, “Don’t touch me.” No! That couldn’t be possible. Why would he do that? There was only one way left. Plan B! The one suggested by Zara. To run away. Eric started rubbing his knuckle against my cheek, but I turned away my face from his touch, “Get out, Eric!”

“Unfortunately, Joe and I deeply love each other, so Claire didn't succeed. But it only made her angrier.” Cathy wiped away the tears in her eyes, choking back her emotions as she continued. “At Claire's instigation out of jealousy, she went to our father and proposed the idea of marrying Joe, but she was severely reprimanded by our father. So, in a fit of anger, Claire had a big fight with our father and ran away from home.” “I'm sorry to hear that.” I patted Cathy's shoulder. “What about your fiancé? Did Claire contact him afterward?”

Wyatt linked back. “Calling for backup?” Nora asked with a small smile. “Wyatt, I think I might just move him in here with us.” Jace said sarcastically. “No, I'm not into that type of relationship.” She smirked with a wink. Jace let out a long sigh shaking his head as he looked at the claw marks on her other arm. He went to the bathroom, got a damp washcloth and walked back to the bed. He began to clean her other arm.

"So, when will you be going?" "Next tomorrow." "Wow, you have even planned everything out yourself." "Ask your mate." "He is aware?" "Yeah." Clara scoffed, "I can't believe that my father is aligning with my mate." "Better late than never." There was silence between them for a while until Johnson decided to bring up the issue of the mating thing. "Do you know about the marking?" He asked her. Clara reached out for the slices of apple and started eating them one after the other.