Leshawna X Harold Novels & Stories

"Harolden has finally revealed everything to me... She told me a lot about Kevyra... Shocking facts that will spin one's head in disbelief..." "Be straight forward Alpha Lustrow... Don't try to justify your actions by telling lies against Kevyra, you are hot tempered and that's the truth... We all know that Harolden ran away, so when did you meet her and she told you all of this about Kevyra?" Lisa attacked.

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

he explains, looking down at his extended hands as he talks, as if they might inspire some world changing idea. "Which Alphas?" I question apprehensively. Jasper thinks for a moment. "I know you won't like this, but Landon and Malik are important." I sigh through my nose. Those two nearly ripped each other apart last time they were together. Instead of arguing, I simply nod, letting Jasper continue. "We need Alpha of Harmony, Noah..." My heart drops. "I don't think Noah and I are on good terms at the moment," I say uneasily. After what happened the night of the gala, when I got protective over Lexia, and admittedly, a little pushy, Noah and I's relationship has been on the edge.

"Mom, Dad, don't let Nina fool you!" Harold continued to shout hoarsely, still unwilling to face reality. "She's teaming up with outsiders to hollow out our family! Reinstate my position as CEO right now! I'm going to drive her out of Lane Co.!" Diana waved her hand impatiently. "Don't just stand there. Get him out of my sight!" Ian stepped out of his car just as Harold was thrown outside. The moment their eyes met, Harold broke free from the guards and charged at him, trying to throw a punch. Sadly for him, Ian was stronger as he countered with a single blow that sent Harold crashing to the ground.

"Why can’t you have her...... Eloise on your side? Don’t you know you need allies now more than ever? You need to do something. You need to let them pay for this. I swear, I can’t stand that Lira. Everything about her disgusts me." With this, Harold slowly stood up from the couch, then his expression shifted. A strange smile began to curl at the corners of his lips. It was a wicked, and calculating smile. Serena noticed it immediately and paused with Her eyes being narrowed. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked warily. "Do you already have a plan?" Harold moved toward her, he reached out and brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face with unsettling gentleness. "Even though we

I don't know if I should consider that as disowning, or she just wants me to completely get over Nik which I think is impossible because even now that he hurt me, I couldn't bring myself to hate him so much for hiding something. “I guess being in a rich family is a curse, huh?” Harold said with a hint of sadness and regrets in his voice. I gave him a bitter smile. “I’ll agree to what you want, but promise me we'll separate ways after we land in the US.” He nodded and smiled sweetly. “You can trust me on that, Miss Velasquez.” “Just Blakely.” He nodded again. “Then, call me Harold.” “You don't wanna be called princess Harold?”

He stood up and came around the desk to reach for me. “Tasha, what-” I pushed his hands away. “DON’T FUCKING TASHA ME! WHY THE HELL CAN’T I GO INTO THE WOODS?!” He glanced at the man. “Please, give me a few minutes and I will come to talk with you.” I slapped him and he glared at me. “I WANT TO KNOW NOW!” The man stood up and patted Timothy’s shoulder before holding out his hand to me. “Hi, Natasha. My name is Harold. I believe I can answer your questions.”

Farrah says. “I’m hopeful that our pack will have that as well, very soon,” Harold says, grinning at his mate, who blushes again. After breakfast, Yara, Charlie, Noelle, Haynes, Laney, and I walk Harold and his warriors outside, seeing them off. Before he leaves, I pull Harold aside. “I hope all goes well with your marking and mating,” I tell him. He looks past me to where Farrah is talking to Yara and Savannah.

Her delicate features were as exquisite as a painting, and her face was illuminated by the sunlight. Wayne snapped back to his senses. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes. At that moment, Harold walked out from between them and greeted Elara enthusiastically. "Elara, long time no see," Harold greeted her with familiarity. However, in the seven years Elara had been married to Harvey, she could count on her fingers the number of times they had spoken. Harold's appearance was rather plain. He wore silver-rimmed glasses and had a buzz cut, giving off the look of an honest and dependable person.

Sharma’s gaze fixated on the dance floor, her expression tinged with regret. “Just so you know, I have nothing against you, Hawthorne.” She said and when I didn’t reply, she gulped her drink in a go and set it in the counter. “A lot happened after you broke up with me and I want to hate you but I can’t.” She provided me with the information, prompting me to narrow my eyes in response. Another sigh escaped her lips as my lack of response persisted. Her attention remained focused on the dance floor, her gaze seemingly fixed there.