Lucianne Freesia Paw Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Humming, he stepped out into the master suite to dress. The flowers should be delivered to Arabella about now. He hoped it would bring back memories of how they once were. Lucian would buy her flowers at least once a week until she begged him to stop. Arabella preferred live plants that could last a life time. Roses and Orchids were actually her favorite. He sent her a live rose plant that could climb up her trellis if she planted it there and the orchids would look beautiful surrounding the roses. Lucian’s grin grew wider. It was good to be doing something instead of mopping around waiting for his time with Lucas.

"Such a hero, rushing to save me the moment I called." "Who told you to send me your nude photos?" Lucien said, pounding hard, "Didn't you want me to f""k you?" "What about your perfect Luna?" Lily's laugh was cruel. "The pack can't stop praising her domestic talents.I wonder how skilled she is in bed?" "Stop talking about Scarlett all the time and focus." Lucien was obviously more addicted to her flesh, his large hands rubbing her breasts as he slammed into her harder. His lips nibbled at her shoulder.

Clarissa pat him on his back and stood up to leave. "I also saw people skydiving, then I ran into a very rude girl, " He said. "Rude girl? " Clarissa said. "Yeah, she had some kind of abnormal energy for a human child, it wasn't a witch energy nor any supernatural being energy, " Lucian said. "Do you want to see her again? " Clarissa asked. Lucian shrugged smiling at her. "No, she is too rude, I might end up killing her, " he said.

Visenya's smile brightened as she responded, "That's a beautiful name. I bet she was beautiful too." A genuine smile graced Lucian's face as he met her gaze. "She was," he admitted softly. "Just like you." They finished their breakfast, and afterwards, Lucian surprised Visenya with some exquisite new dresses. He had commissioned the finest seamstress from the Lycan Kingdom to create them specifically for her. The styles were subtly enchanting, adding an elegant touch that made her radiate the same grace he had always admired.

The silk hissed against his skin. "It's perfect." Lucian crossed the room, his boots heavy on the floor. He reached out, his thumb dragging over the jagged, purple-red mark on Phineas’s neck. "It tells them exactly who you belong to. Tonight, they see the new order." "Is that why we're doing this? A gala to show off your new pet?" Lucian’s jaw tightened. He leaned in, his scent—cedar, gunpowder, and expensive tobacco—filling Phineas's lungs. "It’s a coronation. Don't f**k it up."

Though Lucilla was wearing an expensive yellow dress with rubies and pearls all along its neckline, she really wasn't different from other women her age. "Sure," Lucilla said sarcastically. "I'm sure the happy couple are as chaste as two nuns." "Can we talk about something else?" Elena asked as she finally sat down. "What's the little thing's name?" Lucilla asked. At that moment, the cub in question yawned. Its eyes, which had remained firmly closed, peaked up as Lucilla leaned over it. The cub batted a small paw at one of the gemstones which had caught the morning sun's reflection.

"I will bring you a flower tomorrow. A special one. Just for you. But you must be quiet. It is a secret between us. Like the dragon." Luna sniffed, wiped her nose on her silk sleeve, and nodded. "Okay. But it better be bigger than Mommy’s." The next morning, I was prepared. I waited for the delivery. But this time, Lucien didn't leave the flowers on the vanity. I entered my room to find Lucien himself standing there. He was holding a massive bouquet of Stargazer lilies, flowers so potent and "hot" their scent was almost dizzying. He was dressed in a charcoal suit that looked like it cost more than a mid-sized sedan, and he was leaning against my bed, his amber eyes tracking me with a look of

The flowers slipped from my fingers one after another, falling helplessly to the floor. Lucian was on the bed. Half naked and two women beneath him. They turned their gaze to me in shock and I recognized them. The twin girls he had brought back from war recently, Maya and Naya. The same girls he claimed he rescued. The same girls he said would work as omegas in the pack. One of them laughed breathlessly while Lucian kissed her neck. The other ran her fingers down his chest possessively. I couldn’t breathe. I just stood there frozen while my wolf, Ava cried painfully inside me.

I felt like a lamb politely greeting wolves. Then I saw him — Caisen. Leaning against a marble pillar like a bored god, swirling champagne in his glass, watching me with a knowing tilt of his lips. His suit was white. His smirk darker than sin. Lucian muttered, “Don’t engage.” “I didn’t say anything,” I replied. “You thought it.” Before I could protest, Lucian turned us toward another couple. The woman wore emeralds like armor. The man had a crescent-shaped scar down his neck.