Mala Novel Episode 3 Novels & Stories

When I was getting punished, they didn’t even move an inch, but when it was Malia, they were crying for her. The movement on the stage caught my attention, and before I could comprehend what happened, Alpha Stone snapped Malia’s head and her body laid lifeless on the ground. I couldn’t help the scream that left my lips as black dots appeared in front of my eyes and I lost myself in darkness.

Ansel said in a hushed tone. "Ah, ain't that sweet? Well, I've wasted enough time, so come on, sweethearts. It's time to go to your new home," Malachi stepped forward and tried to grab Elisa. Ansel moved swiftly and lunged at Malachi. Elisa screamed and gripped Audre tighter against her chest and watched the fight go down. ***

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!"

It was something he never even imagined. He thanked the lords above as the sweetly terrifying torture was over. With Stephen whispering to him, feeding him occasionally. Racking his hair from time to time. And rubbing his cute tummy. Only if Stephen had not fed him, he would have been starving. "Well that sums up tonight.. I hope we will continue with the paper work regarding the merger". They all stood up and Callum too. It took him a moment to feel his legs back. "Surely Mr. Malcom . And I hope if I get to see the Cutie again, we can sign a few hundred more". The man named Adam flirted again.

Aspen Maliyah stops talking mid-sentence and her eyes begin to glow silver. It’s been awhile since a vision forced itself onto Maliyah and it has us all on edge. Everyone, besides her parents and I, have left the office. We’ve been waiting for what seems like forever for Maliyah to come out of this vision. Her eyes finally return to normal and I catch her before falls to the ground. I lightly tap her cheek as her eyes flutter open. “Maliyah are you okay?”

I couldn't make any features out, yet malice was radiating from the person like tangible waves. -Mara. - Tohr's voice echoed through my mind. -You need to get your friend and get out of there. Now. - -We're hurrying. - I told him, my eyes never leaving the cloaked figure. -You don't understand. You are in danger. - Tohr warned me. I mentally rolled my eyes at him. -What else is new? - -Mara, do not be flippant! - Tohr growled. -I have missed your growls, my mate. - I purred back to him.

“That’s dangerous.” She snarls and comes at him again, faster this time, ducking under his reach and landing a sharp elbow to his ribs. Ben grunts, surprise flickering across his face before he laughs. “There it is!” I smile despite myself. The fight goes on, Mala holding her own longer than most would expect. Ben never overwhelms her, never crushes her spirit—but he doesn’t go easy either. When it ends, both of them are breathing hard, Mala’s arms trembling with effort.

Malia—sweet, fiery Malia—had just floored the Lycan King. Asher blinked up at her from the ground, dazed. Jamie's jaw practically hit the floor. "What the..." Jamie muttered, his voice trailing off. Malia stood over Asher, her chest heaving, eyes burning with righteous fury. "Don't you ever lay a hand on Corey again," she warned, her voice low and dangerous. I blinked, still trying to process what had just happened. Was this real life? Then, as if the universe wasn’t already twisted enough, Malia turned to me, grabbed the front of my shirt, and kissed me.

He was rewriting our history with a single sentence. The Alphas' shock gave way to a fresh wave of fury. Draven was the first to move, his body tensing, his fists clenching at his sides. A low, guttural growl escaped his throat, a sound of pure territorial rage. He was ready to fight. "She is not your queen," Draven snarled, his voice a furious challenge. "She is ours. She belongs to the three of us." Malachi barely glanced at him. His dark eyes flickered for a brief, dismissive moment, a flicker of pure power that made Draven's wolf whimper in his mind.

BRIE’S POV For a heartbeat, I was nothing. I felt numb. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. I didn’t feel anything. Just… nothing. Because there he was—my husband, my Alpha—between another woman’s legs. And not just anyone. Mira. One of my maids. The sheets tangled around them. The smell of sweat and sex was thick in the air. They didn’t even hear me. Or maybe they did and didn’t care. Maybe they wanted me to see. I couldn’t decide which was worse.