Leo The Lion Fairy Tail Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I'm telling you, it won't work. I'm loyal to my mate. I always will be.” If it wasn't so awful, it would almost be funny. Leo wanted to be faithful to Eva, but he'd only slept with me. And Eva wasn't loyal to him at all. If he knew he would be crushed. I backed out of his reach and shook my head. “No, really, it's not like that. I'm wolf-less; I don't have heightened senses like you do. I really didn't know you were there.” Leo snorted. He clearly didn't believe me.

“You know this isn’t what I meant.” Leo came and snatched her from my arms. “My little favorite cartoon character.” She laughed before hugging him back. “You love Ariel, not Princess Tiana?!” she teased him, making me chuckle again. Leo put her at arm’s length and glared at her jokingly. “See what have you done? I became a traitor to my own race because of you and those beautiful azure eyes.” She stuck her tongue out at him before coming back to hug me. “I did nothing dude, and for your information, Jason loves Ariel too, so it is for the best.”

His claws leaving a deep scratch across his shoulder blade. I looked at him sadly. My eyes welling with tears as I replied. “You are not my Alpha, Drake. I am a Luna Queen.” My message was simple. I out ranked him. His will had no effect on me. I chose to respect him as an Alpha, but I did not need to fulfil his command.

Thorne promised, leaping down and reaching out his hands to lower Leo to the grass. "Is this the boy? Is this Leo?" Lady Evelisse Caldermere called out, her sharp voice echoing across the courtyard as she hurried down the stone steps. Leo gave a small, respectful bow as Thorne took his hand, pulling him forward to face the old Luna. "Yes, Mother. This is Leo Ashwynd. Leo, this is the Matriarch." "The Moon Mother has been kind to my son," Lady Evelisse breathed, stepping forward and pulling Leo into a fiercely tight embrace that smelled of old woodsmoke.

I turned towards where she was pointing and found Leo holding a big paper bag with a stuffed toy of the cartoon character that Lylia loves. I looked at him, but once again, he wasn’t looking at me. His face broke into a smile as he kneeled down for the second time, placing the big paper bag in front of him. “I heard that a lot of pretty girls your age love this character. I am just not sure if you already have it or not.” How the hell does he know what my child loves? And how the hell did he know that my child is a girl? I am already getting an uncomfortable feeling about all of this, and I can’t give Leo the chance to recognize who Lylia really was.

"Are you looking for my son, Lucian?" The directness of the question caught him off guard. His eyes widened. "I..." he stammered. "I saw him." "Leo," Eleanor said, testing the name on him. "His name is Leo." "He’s... a handsome boy," Lucian said, his voice trembling. He looked into Eleanor’s eyes, searching desperately for a crack in the armor. "He looks like..." "He looks like Alistair," Eleanor cut him off sharply. "He has Alistair’s spirit. Alistair’s strength. Alistair’s name."

I moved. I stepped behind the stranger, my fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as my body sought shelter where my mind hadn’t yet caught up. My brother’s hostility burned too close too familiar. The stranger didn’t push me away. “Ryder,” he said calmly, without looking at Nicholas. “Loworth Ryder of New Orleans.” The name rippled through the crowd. My stomach dropped. “Are you a warrior?” I whispered, my voice barely holding. “You’ll find out soon,” he replied coolly. Then quieter meant only for me, “Prey eye.”

' thought Windy, her hands trembling as she picked up her spoon, their awkwardness obvious even though no one suspected anything. Meanwhile, Lidya couldn't hide her admiration. Her eyes immediately focused on Leon, examining every detail—his handsome face with a firm jaw, mysterious sharp eyes, and athletic body that looked strong in his tight shirt. "Wow, Leon! You're really handsome. I didn't expect Gito's son to be this good-looking. Look, he's so athletic, like an Olympic athlete. He must work out a lot, right? I bet lots of girls chase after him!" said Lidya in a flirtatious tone, laughing softly as she touched Leon's arm briefly, as if complimenting his muscles. Gito laughed proudly, "

I feel our tail wag again. "My name's Leonder, but my friends call my Leo" He starts rubbing the sides of our face. There's nothing in his eyes but adoration and contentment as he stares into Honour's dark blue eyes. He glances back over at his jeep, it's still running and the driver side door is wide open towards the road.