Kate X Yelena Novels & Stories

I adjusted my posture before following Raxon to see who was knocking. I was somewhat uneasy because of what just happened. "Hi Rax!" It was a beautiful woman, maybe on her mid-twenties. It had a big smile but when it came to me the look suddenly disappeared. Raxon's admirer, huh? Maybe, they are close. It just went in and went straight to the room. "Katrina." She looked at him again and smiled sexily. He openly glared at Raxon's body which I almost felt. The fool, on the other hand, doesn't seem to care if anyone sees him naked.

With a renewed sense of self I faced Tyler and the other werewolves head on, eradicating every single trace of fear and nervousness in my face as I opened my mouth to respond to Tyler’s notion. “Actually, I am not just a useless and powerless girl who happened to land herself a place in the Blood Moon Pack, because I, Catherine Grey, am the future Luna and mate of Alpha Damien Ranskahov.” Those words seemingly came out bold and fearless in front of Tyler. If he thinks his enormous, scarred body and negative, exaggerated words will leave a scar on me and make me whimper in pain in front of him, he’s wrong. I watched Tyler raise his eyebrow, as he blocked Aunt Grecietta and her kids for a full

With that, her fate was sealed, Dakari couldn’t leave her in constant fear. They stood as one Pride at the memorial. Katalea thought of Dakari’s warning and turned to look for drones. Finding none, she defiantly smiled towards the trees where she could imagine drones to be hiding. She had once thought this island impenetrable, she was now wiser and less trusting. If a dragon could come and snatch a werecat off the beach, hiding a camera would be child’s play. She held hands with Dalya, a tentative bond to say the least, but Katalea thought she could use the support. She had not eaten breakfast and looked a little sallow.

"What kind of questions?" "Where she went. Why she left. If she's still alive. Damien shut him down hard, but Kyle... Kyle told him she loved him very much." "Kyle always was the better brother," Zara observed. "Thank you, Thomas. Keep me updated." Elena mechanically finished dressing, mind racing. Theo remembered something, or at least wondered. That complicated everything. The flight to New York passed in a blur of preparation. Elena refined her presentation, memorized every detail of Silvermoon's operations, and practiced the cold, calculating persona of Ms. Cross until it felt like second skin.

TRISTAN "Really?" Yelena’s voice was thin, barely a whisper. She stared at me, her face pale as I laid out the truth about Livia and Selene. "I can't believe it," she said, shaking her head. The shock was slowly hardening into something sharper, something colder. "I had no idea Selene hated me that much. I didn't think she was capable of this." She looked up at me, her eyes flashing with a sudden, dangerous resolve. "She has to end up like Livia. It’s either she kills herself, or I’ll kill her myself."

I could see the muscle ticking in his jaw. Elias gave me a once-over. “Bringing girls down to the private garage now? That’s a new one.” “She’s not your business,” Kael muttered. “Everything you touch is my business,” Elias replied. Then he looked at me again, slower this time. “Lena Veyra, right?” My skin prickled. “Yeah.” “Did you know,” he said casually, “that our mother once had a handmaid named Veyra? Claimed she had alpha blood. Some forgotten bloodline from before the treaties.”

he asked. Selene brushed his hair out of his face and spoke in a soft voice, “Some people might try, but your dad and the guards are strong, and now I am stronger too. No one will ever hurt us again.” He nodded seriously. “That is good, Mommy. But you know, I can help too because I am faster.” Killian cleared his throat, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, “You indeed are fast, but not fast enough to fight witches.” Elenar looked disappointed for a moment, then brightened again. “I can still help, maybe by bringing food or water. I can also scream pretty well, and that can serve as a destruction.”

“Let me guess, she comes from another big and mighty pack or she's from an influential family, either way, I know she's a mighty warrior.” Isla slid the phone closer to her. “Well, you should be the judge of that.” Chloe's face turned pale immediately. The woman standing beside Kael…It was her sister. Xena. Chloe stood up suddenly, knocking her chair over. “WHAT?!” Isla folded her hands under her breasts, looking pleased. “The ugly ass Xena is Alpha Kael's wife…bitches, welcome to Karma.”

I breathed deeply, while Elena had already gathered her things and was slipping out of the hall without a word along with Ayla her personal assistant. I followed Abel to the car, but my mind was elsewhere. I hadn’t seen Vale today, and guilt pricked at me. When I finally reached the small crib, I got relieved. They were curled together, fragile yet alive, and Vale was wrapped protectively around them. I smiled faintly—until my eyes caught the wrongness. There were only two kittens. My chest felt heavy instantly. “Anna!” My voice cracked between fear and urgency. She rushed in, with panic written all over her face.

I remember how she attacked Rayne at court; I remember too many details that make me dream about skinning her alive. Eleanor has exceeded all the limits of evil. She has exceeded all the evil I’ve read about in Greek mythology; I haven’t read about them by chance, but a beauty who is currently waiting for me to come back home is in love with Greek mythology. Eleanor is Lucifer’s daughter. Even Lucifer himself does not have this amount of evil and hatred within him. She is a beast who has gone above and beyond.