Novel & Cerita Letty Ortiz

Letta immediately ran to her room upon returning from Arabella's boutique. She took off all her clothes and stepped into the shower, dousing her entire body with cold water to alleviate the trembling sensation. Letta closed her eyes, hoping to find calm within herself. But that wasn't what Letta found. As all her past memories were now vividly etched in her mind, her encounter with Merry truly drew her back to the Past. All the faces she had once forgotten slowly resurfaced in her memory: her aunt, Miti, Mia, Abian, Merry, and Sean. The people she had previously forgotten were now vividly visible. She recalled their beaming smiles.

Recognition flickered in her gaze. "Do you know this woman?" I looked at Janice, who stared at the woman and slowly smirked. "Oh, you know this woman too, Jake," Janice said as she chanted a spell and puffed. The magic particles toward Letty, dispelling the disguise around her and revealing that the woman is Letty. "How did you escape the death penalty?" I hissed. "Shocked to see me, you fucking asshole," Letty spat. "Oh, Letty, I thought you were dead, but I'm glad you're alive. I can help you," Janice spoke.

“It’s not much, but it’ll do for now.” She nodded, taking the sandwich with trembling hands. “Thank you, Margarette. Really.” I offered her a small, reassuring smile. “We’ll get through this, Letty. We’re all here for Lena.” Letty took a bite of her sandwich, but she quickly put it down, her appetite seemingly gone. “I just… I can’t stop thinking about what happened. She was on her way to class, just like any other day… and then, out of nowhere…”

She's well into her twenties, blonde hair and a soft face. You can tell she works out, muscle clinging to her body. She holds her hand out to the pair of us before greet Theo as Alpha. "Take a seat, Lettie," Calley demand sun a tone that seems so far fetched that I have ti turn to look at her. Who knew Calley could be so demanding? "Of course," Lettie says with a tad of anxiousness in her tone. We start off by asking all our questions. Who are you? What do you want to bring to the new warriorhood?

December 20th Leo’s point of view Ella and I were in the kitchen opening a bottle of champagne, awaiting all our family and friends for a party. “Is that the one we’ve been saving?” she asked. I drew behind her and rested my hand on her hip. “Yes. We have a lot to celebrate. I have finally retired, our son is successfully Alpha, and has found his Luna. Elias is also remarkably alive and maybe won’t be an entirely useless Beta.” She grinned as I leant in to kiss her.

“So… what’s your name again?” “Leticia…” she repeated. “People call me Letty.” “And why did you call me, Letty?” “Because… I want you to deal with someone.” Ooh. She’s firm. I like that. “Oh?” I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Tell me the story first, and maybe I will.” Letty lowered her head to the ground as if ashamed of me looking at her mouth. “I…I used to work in a famous brothel. I dance for the elites.”

“I want to meet Elder Mory again. I’m fine if you couldn’t go with me.” Mrs. Letty nodded in agreement. When they opened the door and walked back to approached Irina. They saw a man sitting next to her. “It’s Diaz.” Mrs. Letty whisper to Lucas. “Don’t forget! A distraction.” Irina heard a whispering, since Diaz accompanied her in silence as he was busy with his book. Then foot step headed closer to her. She turned to see Lucas and Mrs. Letty whom went back to her table, without acknowledging Irina.

A part of me doesn't want to egg him on, but he’s being such a prick right now and riling both me and Netty up, with both of us on the same page it’s hard backing down. “Enough,” yells a woman, standing and raising her voice over the chaos that has erupted around us. Her aura is strong, making everyone cower down, even myself as a wave of calm washes over me and Netty. ‘Whats happening’ Netty groans as she curls back down. ‘She’s Luna, Oliver's mother’ I mumble, that could be the only explanation to why she has any sort of control toward Netty and I. While I kept tabs on my sperm donor I didn’t care to have any other interest in his other family members other than Oliver.