Novel & Cerita Loretta Callisto

“She’s manipulating him.” “She must have pulled some Lunaris trick.” “Look at Calista. She’s still glowing.” “Once a mistress, always a mistress.” Calista stepped closer, closing the distance between us by a fraction. Her perfume wrapped around me, too sweet, too heavy. Up close, the relic’s faint glow painted the edges of her hair in washed-out light. My bracelet answered with a hotter, more alive flicker under my skin, like my blood was baring its teeth. To anyone watching, it would look like another gracious aside, Luna to lowly omega.

Her lips curved into a seductive smile as she leaned against the doorway. "Good evening, Oliver." My eyebrows furrowed as my gaze traveled round her body. She was wearing a revealing piece of lingerie that left very little to the imagination, and in her hands was a tray carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. Immediately, irritation settled in my chest. Not because of her appearance, but because for one horrifying second… I had thought she was Lilith. And now she has ruined that expectation. "Ria." I called in a low voice, trying to hide my irritation.

I realise the blonde is still standing there, waiting for me to dismiss her or say something else, so I refocus, wanting to know who the delicious scent belongs to, because I'm fairly certain it's not the girl standing in front of me. "Perhaps." I lean forward and inhale, sure enough the wildflower aroma is only on the material, not from the girl in front of me. "Ask her who the dress belongs to." Rei perks up again. His interest is unusual but obvious, he suspects it may belong to our mate and his desire to find and claim her is taking precedence over everything else. "In a minute." Despite also wanting to find out who the mystery girl is, I need to find out more about this Calista first, t

The heat of Callisto's gaze on her flat belly, along with the scent of this pheromone, is making her feel funny… “My King, Callisto del Amathea… I'd like to say it's an honor to meet you, but… Don't you think it's a little too rude to enter a woman's chambers that way?” Rhea gives a subtle smile, which makes Callisto shiver. “I didn't think the Lycans were that savage.” Callisto's eyes glint dangerously, and his pheromones intensify. Rhea falters, feeling a tickle on the inside of her belly… Why is she feeling this way? That smell… Isn't he feeling provoked?

♱ ⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅ ♱ "Who are you?" the childish voice questioned me, and bluntly, I stared at the little being who was sneaking around the gardens of the emerald palace. What was I supposed to say? It was obvious who this child was, for there, in the midst of hell - children, were rare. As rare as dreamy happy endings. That little boy was Loren, Callisto's son and his one true love until then.

We paused in the large hallway as we heard sharp footsteps coming behind us. I beheld a beautiful young woman, she looked young, even younger than Teagan. It was popular Luna Lorenzo, the ghost wolf. I was overwhelmed by her presence while waiting for her to catch up with us. "Cassie, this is my Luna, Lorenzo. Lorenzo, meet an old ally of the pack, Cassie!" Alpha introduced us with great joy but I couldn't get over my astonishment at the moment. Alpha Kai, noticing my strange reaction, shot me a warning stare and I quickly fell into character, beaming a warm smile followed by a humble bowing.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

"You still think you can retake the SAT? Stop kidding yourself. Work for me. I'll give you 3,000 a month. That's better than the factory. "You should be grateful Mrs. Crayford doesn't mind your ugly face." The lock clicked. A heavyset woman stepped out of the dark, laughing low. "Ms. Collins said you might be difficult and told me to be patient. But I like it when they fight back. Makes it interesting." I backed up fast, breathing hard, until my back hit the wall. I yelled, "Don't touch me! This is assault. I'm calling the police!" Lydia Crayford laughed. "I bring Ms. Collins business, and she brings me someone to play with. Where's the problem?"

Before long, Lidia began to record the events that Kalyana was remembering. “Reference point was found. Ready to replay,” Lidia's computer voice was heard a few moments later. “Letcs play it!” Harso's orders. Their gaze darkened. Then, slowly they entered Larasati's figure, and scene after scene, unfolded in front of them. Everything is similar to what Kalyana had told.