Novel & Cerita Lily Aurora

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

Lila sat at her acrylic desk looking down at the paper in her hand. It held the scenarios that she would ask Aurora. Lila had no doubt that Arden had tried to prep Aurora as much as possible the day before. Lila chuckled. She had a couple up her sleeve that would no doubt through the want to be Luna off.

To the extent that he sent her out to be auctioned off. When Alpha Torreltini discovered that his successor, Lily, was a slave wolf, he remarried another she-wolf and crowned her Luna in order to bear other children. He indeed bore a son and a daughter, both alphas, and Lily was seen as the As a slave and was unwanted by her father. As a prestigious alpha, it was a huge shame to have birthed an omega wolf. Lily looked down at her almost naked body. She was dressed in a beautiful white chiffon skirt and a well designed bralet— coated in diamonds. Her whole body was exposed to the werewolf men present in the hall, and they all whistled joyfully at her.

“I heard “then she stops dead in her tracks looking at this transformation before us. Is... Is that Amara? Thalia asks, shocked. Amara stands on her back legs. Proud and tall. Her aura dominates. It makes us all fight to bow to her. Black my Lycan dances in my head wanting to shift and mate her. “I am Skadii, daughter of the moon goddess. Bringer of light and justice. Ruler of all lycans and wolves” Her diplophonia voice boomed through the air, taking our breathes away. The night sky rumbled at her appearance. Her aura pushing against us all. Making even my father and other have no choice but to bow. She looks down at us all. Standing at least 7 and a half feet tall. “Mate” Black says in my

I don’t usually gossip, especially about the tower wolves, but this one is too juicy, too dark, to just let it go. “She liked to torture them and, from what I hear, orgasmed when their suffering was at its greatest. She found a wolf who enjoyed that kind of thing… apparently they killed a number of Omgas before Victor caught her” “She sounds lovely,” Weiland says flatly. “The girl. Lily? She’s not of the true blood either?” “She is. And she needs our protection, desperately.” Weiland knows that. I already told him. “The divinities used her as a distraction for Victor… until he could find his second mate and create his true heir,” my Beta repeats the words I’ve said a thousand times.

Present Day Portland, Oregon One hundred and fifty years later—aging one year for every thirty that passed once a lupus garou reached puberty—Diana was the equivalent of a twenty-one-year-old human. She longed more than ever to have Caleb for her mate, wishing she hadn’t had to hide from the pack all these years. The burning desire for him flooded her veins whenever she came into the wolf’s heat. Her body craved his touch, but her mind had given up hoping to ever have him for her own. If she could find a strong, agreeable human mate, she could change him into a lupus garou, and he would keep her safe from Ragnar.

All then seemed to have evaporated into a black hole before my heart pumped me awake. Until then, before I knew it, I'm living the years of my life as the Luna of the Werewolves whole empire, Lumina, only by becoming the Alpha King's wedded wife- a title I'm most shameful of having. But I know that there's still more than what the eyes see. ***** "The letters have arrived, my lady." "What type?" Claude looked at me in confusion while I busied myself completing the reports from the border lands. "What do you mean what type? Are you expecting any other letters except for invitations and requests for an audience?"

"Eh... who are you?" "Who are you?" Both of them in unison. Aurora was the first to speak. "I'm Aurora Gabriel." "And I'm Lily. Lily Iowa. Hmm, your name sounds familiar, I think I've heard it before but I can't remember it... Ah, Aurora Gabriel, you're the actress who received two Oscars last year. last. Am I right?" "Yes, it's me." "I quite like your roles, Aurora. If I wasn't busy today, I would definitely stay and talk to you, but unfortunately I have a lot of work to do."

Just like her, he also had a confused look on his face. “Why did you transfer your salary into my account?” “Isn’t it obvious?” Aurora retorted as she folded her hand across her chest, “I don’t want to be indebted to you” “We talked about this aura, it was all for Liam” She smirked, “ for Liam?I am already grateful that I got to experience genuine love from that innocent boy but what did you do?on the day he was buried…..” she didn’t even want to think about it because she felt disgusted.

If her assumption was right— If Darius truly had a connection with Aurora— Then this wasn’t just a secret. It was… a weakness. Lily crossed her arms. The smile on her face shifted. “Aurora… this time I won’t attack you directly.” She walked slowly toward the window, staring out at the city still alive in the night. “I’ll destroy you… from a place you never expected.” That name surfaced again. Darius. Lily tilted her head slightly. “…and you will be the key.” That smile returned. Full of plans.