Jon X Rhaenys Mga Nobela at Kwento

~~Reece's POV~~ This is great. This is just great. I finally found my mate and she has no idea what she even is. I'm pacing around the terrace outside of my room waiting for my mom and dad to get back home from the party they went out for a few hours ago. I grab my phone from my pocket and message my best friend Aaron, the Alpha's son. Me : I found her. Aaron : Who is "her"? Me : My mate. There's a new girl at our school.

RIP his balls. I fiercely pull his hair back and hiss furiously, “I am straighter than the pole your mother dances on, Jax. And I am not gay, I am very much into vaginas. Send your mate to my room, I can prove you with the live telecast. But this mate thing was a big mistake done by the moon goddess. So tell me, how can I contact her?” If I could I would have sued Moon goddess by now. A low, sustained growl echoes through his chest, but soon it fades away. Jax doesn't reply, but a smile appears on his face. It widens so far that I could see his missing teeth. "So tell me, Alpha Ryan! How will you have your pups?"

We were deep in the village now, her house was just around the corner. Kids were playing in the snow and families were preparing dinner or having some different kind of intimate moments. I felt out of place. She sensed it and took my hand in hers, Ralyne just always understood. It was her gift, sensing human-like emotions. Just then a few kids started to wave my way. I recognized my favourite in the tiny mob of firecrackers, a freckled green eyed girl. Rania, Ralyne's sister. I waved back and she ran my way, throwing herself in my out stretched hands ready to catch her. I lifted her.

“His real name is Austin Jones of the Black Onyx pack.” Alana’s words send a ripple of confusion through everyone’s mind. “Black Onyx Pack?” Alpha Azraiel questions with a raised eyebrow. “I- I know it sounds unbelievable but it is true! He really is from the Black Onyx Pack.” For a moment, no one speaks. Theo and Alpha Azraiel look at each other with a knowing look in their eyes. They have most probably mindlinked their suspicions about the witch in front of them.

He really loves me, or he only loves the memory of what I represent, but I refuse to be one more, and I deserve to be valued for who I am; I was not born for him; I am the daughter of an alpha and a princess by lineage, he is the one who has to prove to me that he is worthy of me and until he does I will not be his or anyone else's. I am Hannia Winter, princess of Vellentys, daughter of Alpha Hansen, and Luna Alania, princess of Zanaerys. I am not a simple wolf or witch waiting for his mate; I will not give myself to him; for me, he will have to fight as he has never done before. Chapter 1 FLASHBACK 5 YEARS AGO I still remember it as if it were yesterday, I was sitting in the garden, and lit

“Have you seen the latest episode of House of the Dragons?” Jordan asked as we walked through the little relaxation centre outside the hospital, trying to find the perfect place to stay. “I haven’t. I’ve been a little busy lately.” I answered, sighing in regret. “Well, the crowned princess Rhaenyra has married Prince Daemon,” he revealed. My eyes grew wide. I had only missed an episode since the show started, and now I felt way behind. “Oh shit, no way! I have to watch it when I get home.”

Aileen replied, almost whispering to the wind. "I see." The lady with red hair and gray eyes, like Scheriziel, smiled wickedly. The lady smiled because she smelled something interesting about the girl in front of her. "Anyway, let me introduce myself. It's a pleasure to meet you, ladies, especially you," she added and stared at Aileen. She cleared her throat and resumed, "I'm Khaleesi." "The pleasure is mine. My name is Ai- I mean Scheriziel. And this is my trusted friend Athena." The queen was nervous and had almost slipped her real name.

"They have parallel interests. Whether they're coordinating is something I haven't been able to confirm." Nora made a note not the content, just a mark that meant this matters more than it's being presented as mattering. She looked up. "Maren." "Neutral. Historically allied with Vael but the current heir Isolde Maren is building her own political identity independent of that alliance. She's careful. principled "Meaning she's someone worth being genuine with." He looked at her. "Yes." "Ashcroft."

The room stilled. “Jordan Pack gathers today to name an acting Alpha until Daemon comes of age,” Harlan said. His voice carried clearly. “Sharon, daughter of the line, mate of Roland, mother of his heirs—will you accept the responsibility?” Every eye turned to me. I felt Morris tense beside me. I squeezed Daenerys’s hand once, then let go and stepped forward alone. I climbed the three steps to the platform slowly. The chair waited. I did not sit. I faced the pack.

She would be patient and allow her mate to explain. “One of our pack members, Drew, died in the attack from smoke inhalation. The pup is named Hannah. She was his daughter.” Leah choked out a sob. She hadn’t known anyone had died. She knew the large black dragon she had fought was Theo Blackwell, and she felt responsible for all the damage he had caused with burning down the pack houses. Finding out he had also killed someone, made her feel a bunch of emotions all at once. Guilt. Horror. Sadness. Anger. And regret. If she had not have snuck off to mate with Ray in secret, would Theo have still been angry enough to cause all of this destruction? If she and Ray had not gotten mated, would Drew