Little Dove Layla Frost นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She stretched her hand over the balcony in Riven's room and tried to capture the tiny flakes that fell from the sky. Riven was busy behind her with Cade and Knox, one of the lycan warrior and they were discussing about the borders of the island and Riven's territory. Layla stared at them for a while, and then back at the snow. She wanted to see them up close. Turning around abruptly, she made her way to the large wardrobe and pulled out a pretty white hoodie. She already had a t-shirt and jean on, so she just pulled the hoodie over her shirt and pushed the hood up to cover her hair.

Xyla shouted angrily, "Layla, don't get smug. Don't think that just because you've latched onto Noelle, you can rise above your station. After I become Mrs. Lowe, I'll send you to Neon Nights and make you a whore for everyone!" Layla looked at Xyla in shock and disbelief, wondering how she could have ever been friends with someone like her and even defended her. She must have been blind. She was at a loss for words as she shook her head. "Xyla, are you still daydreaming? Mr. Lowe and Mrs. Lowe are about to hold their wedding at Gala Garden. Mr. Lowe spent 300 million to rent the Gala Garden for a week. They'll have a grand traditional wedding that everyone will talk about. It's time you wak

My sister spoke before I could ask how he knew we had grown up as rogues. “You know, Alpha Lucas, I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” I snarled. “What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?” “Of course, the high and mighty Alpha would forget about us. Don’t you remember the she-wolf and her children that you took in? The unborn daughter you abandoned?” I pressed. “Adam?” Lucas gasped. “In the flesh, Alpha, and this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” I smirked, satisfied with the shock written across his face.

I swallowed, clenching my fist, and my stomach twisted with unease as her gaze slid off mine. “… They will see to our demise even if that means resorting to the Gifts of wolves like me that’ve long since been kept hidden. Wolves belonging to the Crimson Shadow Pack, whose former Alpha they killed… and whose current Alpha stands before you now…” I rocked on the balls of my feet, and the whole world seemed to tilt over on its head a moment before she finished. “… My daughter, your Luna: Layla Fabrini. ” There was a moment of silence so pure I was sure a needle would’ve been heard if it fell on the floor.

Required perfect timing. "The body is in Antarctica. Vostok Station. Buried beneath the ice. Coordinates are in a safe deposit box in Luxembourg. Box four-one-eight. The key is hidden in my father's grave. Beneath his headstone." Catherine studied him. Looking for lies. "You're telling the truth. I can see it." She smiled. "Good. Elena, give him the child." Elena walked forward. Handed Hope to Nickey. He held his daughter. Looked into her eyes. Memorized her face.

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.

LAYLA's POV Her face was a cold mask of open dislike. The first thing she said was, "You're Layla, I don't like you." Her voice was icy and menacing. I was already saddened by Alpha Derrick's anger, there was no space in my heart at the moment to be scared or intimidated by her cruel words. "I'm sorry you feel that way towards me." I said, bowing my head to her. She scoffed, "Are you trying to be fucking humble?" She asked and poked my shoulder with a sharp finger. "Hey, you pauper, answer me."

We reached the staircase that led outside, and I said to Pavlov, "Could you give us a moment, please." He reluctantly stepped back. "I need your help, Skylar," I said gently. He expression changed. He knew what I was about to ask. Suddenly, his demeanor became so formal and business-like. Stepping back from me, he spoke loud enough for anyone to hear. Probably Pavlov. "Luna Keira, I have come here on behalf of Alpha Bradley of the Midnight Moon to foster diplomacy between you and your NEW Alpha. I'm afraid that is all the help I can give. Any aid outside my mission and relating to you two is forbidden by my Alpha."

First it was fragrance. A chocolate musk mixed with aftershave. Then a man stepped in. With all his Alpha glory, emitting dominance. Lyra seemed to be an eye person, as she always seemed tonoticed the eye of everyone she met. Her violet ones, met his grey ones. It seemed like the world had stopped as she let his scent invade her senses. He smelled of the forest and weirdly, a trace of the aroma ofraspberry and white chocolate cupcakes. “Alpha Callum” she heard her Dad whisper in the background.