Lacey Owens Novels & Stories

Layla stood up straight, her feet pressing against the ground and her perspective shifting made her realize… She had recovered, she had transformed back! She quickly ran to a small pond nearby. Flickering sunlight filtered through the gaps in the dark canopy, reflecting on the water's surface. Her beautiful reflection was clear in her eyes. A young woman with long black hair flowing down her pale shoulders. Her deep blue eyes, as clear as the sky, hid a familiar sharpness. Her lush red lips seemed to whisper a seductive invitation. This was her, Layla of the West. But she was even more beautiful now than when she was in the West. Could it be because Bridget had taken good care of her? She wo

Wade Roberto immediately hitched. "I'm sorry I was dreaming that we were getting married... isn't it weird." Wade Roberto's voice was laced with authority as he walked out of the office. "So what's haps?... Why aren't you at the office?" His voice barely above whispers. Daisy Hunter stared askance at the phone before placing it back on her ear. "I took a day off, don't you remember?" Daisy asked, her voice laced with bewilderment. "I was only pulling your legs."

Perfect place to hide someone you didn't want found. As I moved through the underbrush, my mind betrayed me by dragging up memories I'd spent months trying to bury. The rejection ceremony. Racheal's face. The way her silver eyes had dimmed when I'd spoken those words. *"I, Alpha Mike Freeman of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Racheal Snyder, as my mate and Luna."*

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

The only thing I know was seven years ago was the date of our marriage. I already knew our marriage was forced, but to think that there was an incident that my husband doesn't want me to know while it is involved with the Lycans is enough to form my suspicion. "Lunas don't have any right to engage in the transaction in between the Alpha Kings unless the male wolf allows." Hyde explains, though I am already aware of that nonsense.

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

Lacy was a talented fashion designer who understood the assignment of racy yet appropriate so her dresses were always my best bets. I scrolled through aisles after aisles and tried on dresses after dresses but nothing was fitting what I wanted to portray to Mr Rhodes. Just then, Lacy herself walked up to me and I couldn’t hide my disappointment. “You’ve got to have something for me Lacy! There’s nothing in the entire store and I’ve tried on a tons of dresses, you know me!”

She poured a small glass of sherry from a crystal decanter on the side table and offered it to Laya. “To new beginnings,” she said. Laya hesitated… then took the glass and clinked it gently against Cybil’s. “To Kyle,” she whispered, and drank. That night, Laya stood by the window of her apartment, the city lights flickering below like stars caught in glass. Her dress for the ceremony hung on the back of the door: simple, elegant, ivory not white, clean and unsentimental. She hadn’t told Kyle. Not yet. He was too weak, too fragile. And besides… how could she explain it? How could she make him understand the weight of what she was about to do?

I hear Austin mumble something about this being his office and her taking his mate. “It’s very nice to meet you, Lacy. Please call me Rebel.” I say with a genuine happy smile. This place seems to bring out the smiles in me. “Eeek! We are going to have so much fun spending your mate’s money today. Speaking of which, Austin, we need your card!” She says holding out her hand. Austin rolls his eyes and pulls out his wallet and produces a black card. He hands it to Lacy and says, “Anything she wants, she gets. You also know that there will be special occasions where she needs fancy dresses, so make sure you get some of those too. She needs everything. She literally came here with the clothes on h

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