Mala Novel Episode 2 Novels & Stories

His dominance and arrogance demanded it. But instead of his powerful and authoritative posture, Ariella shrank into the back of the chair, a look of terror in her eyes like a hunted animal. Malachi stood in the doorway, his feet fused to the marble floor as he watched helplessly the wound that gaped on her chest. Then he would wake up, covered in sweat, his throat strangled with silent screams. "Sounds like your daydream is actually a nightmare." Malachi stared at Hamilton cooly, at the flippant way that he'd brushed off his confession.

Though unliked, maybe hated even, I was still the Lycan’s flesh and blood. But how I wished for it to be otherwise. With a few quick strides, I returned to my seat. Just as I turned and was about to sit, a flustered figure dashed into the hall and kneeled into a bow. “Lycan Heir, Lady Malivik is back. She…she’s covered in blood!” A growl of rage erupted from my throat. I sprung to my feet and dashed out of the hall, discarding all decorum. Saira was back. Covered in blood. Aside from these two sentences, nothing else registered in my mind.

"Very well, please follow me" I get up from my throne and lead out and they all follow after me, we walk through the palace and down towards the dungeon, Mali is a water elemental so she is placed in a fire cell so she is not able to escape. When we arrive the Gargoyles bow “your majesty” that is when Mali looks up, her hands instinctively goes to her swollen belly and she rises to her feet and storms over to the cell door but naturally she doesn’t touch it “how could you treat a she wolf with pup like this?! Where is my mate?!” I fold my arms “oh so now he’s your mate” “do you think I enjoyed sharing my mate with you? It was disgusting having him come to me and smelling you all over him so

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE MALAKAI * * Trigger Warning: This scene involves themes of homophobia, abuse, and brainwashing. Reader discretion is advised. This is pure fiction and does not depict the actions of any religious group. It's white everywhere. My head is hurting. My foggy brain can't even think of why I'm here. The only thing I feel is terror when I realize I am strapped to the bed. Is this a clinic? But... Why?

Linda said one after the other, while her fingers trailed Lucy's chest. Lucy swallowed hard and led Linda and the others to the boss. **** Alan became alarmed the moment he realised he was locked. He turned to face Malia who was panicking. “Your people will blame Hailey if anything bad happens to you, how could your men be so careless? Malia said, looking so scared and confused. “My men are not careless Malia,” Alan stated “ We have all been busy looking for you, I was just so lucky to find you.” Malia closed her eyes, wondering what would be their fate. She was surprised at how the president maintained a calm demeanor despite the ongoing chaos.

Wood cracked, another kick and the door burst open. Malachi stormed in and I followed him in. Phase one, I thought. One more push and everything would fall exactly where I wanted it. Luna Yulia was naked from the waist up, riding a man with her head thrown back and her mouth open in some soft moan. The man looked young, probably one of the newer warriors, I didn't know. He was different from the last one I saw. "YULIA!" The Alpha roared. Luna Yulia jerked in surprise and turned around. She barely had time to register what was happening before Malachi let out a roar so loud it made my ears ring. Then he lunged forward.

I cried, bending forward as pain tore through my stomach. “You are being taught hunger by dead things that need your body because they cannot live without stealing children.” For one heartbeat, Maelor stopped moving. The throne shuddered. The dead midwife’s smile cracked. Then Adolphus lifted his hand and spoke a word older than every pack law on the field. Maelor kicked hard. My mouth opened against my will. (Daciana POV) Ashina’s scream changed into silence before Maelor’s voice could escape, and the first Blood Feather book snapped open above her head.

Gerard angrily shouts down from his throne, "Are your fingers making that call to Derek Hale yet?!" Malia's face is already completely drained of all color, her mouth filled with the hot, metallic taste of her own blood fluid. Even so, she stands her ground on her knees, weakly shaking her head from side to side. "No... my mouth won't let Derek walk straight into a... lethal death trap because of my mistake. Your rogue pack might as well... give up!"

“What do you want to say?” asked Raline when she was allowed to enter Malia's room. She saw Malia open her MacBook and pat the right side of her bed. “Come sit here,” she said enthusiastically. Raline sat next to Malia and they both looked at the MacBook. “What are you doing?” “Looking for a good movie, but I remembered something...” Malia looked at Raline with an expression that was difficult to describe. “Would you be traumatized if we watched your mom's movie?”

“How about you get into your pajamas, and we’ll get you some milk and cookies? We can watch Miraculous Ladybug—the new episode came on tonight.” Malaya’s eyes lit up instantly, excitement chasing away the lingering cold. “Yes!” she squealed, already halfway to the stairs. She stopped suddenly, one hand gripping the railing, then spun around like she’d forgotten something important. Her energy softened, replaced with a quiet hesitation as she walked back toward Jordan. “Thanks for a great day,” she said quietly, her voice smaller now, shy in a way that made Laila’s chest ache.