Mallow X Lana Novels & Stories

They acted as if they were above their rank, and I couldn't help but feel disdain. "If I were you, I’d think twice about hoping to be like her. Spoiled and ill-mannered." I turned to see Seleira watching the exchange with a smirk, clearly enjoying the moment. The two she-wolves froze, their eyes wide with shock as they realized they’d been overheard. They quickly exchanged glances, suddenly looking much smaller in the face of our presence. "Yeah, maybe you should focus on your training instead of dreaming about being a princess," I added, stepping forward.

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

He then showed me the garden outside and I gasped in shock upon seeing the tulips panted at the center of the garden. "You like them? They were your mother's favorite," Lorenzo said. "Mine too," I said. He nodded with a smile on his face before touring me down to the stables. There were about ten horses in there, but one capture my attention. It was a raven black horse and its coat was shining in the sun. Its hair was braided and I've never seen a horse quite captivating as this one. "This is Ravena. She's a beautiful one. She's five years old and she's one of the most beautiful horses we have here. Do you want to ride her?" Lorenzo asked.

Catherine sniffles, grabbing a tissue to clean the snot running down her nose. Mrs Xi softened and brought her daughter closer, placing her head on her laps. "Don't worry, we'll figure something out." She pats her on the head, massaging her scalp leisurely. Later that night, after a nice long bath, the young lady walked out with water dripping off her youthful body giving her a sexy and mature allure. She stepped aside and dried herself before putting on the bathrobe beside her. Pouring a little bit of Champinese Royal wine into a glass of wine, Lana pulled out her phone and dialed a number.

POV: Lana “I can’t believe it’s live,” Mara murmured, handing Lana a fresh cup of coffee. The bitter steam curled into the morning light filtering through the small apartment window. Lana stared at her laptop screen, the headline glaring back: “Unmasking Control: The Silent Chains of Power in Modern Industry”. Her essay, carefully drafted, meticulously edited, and courageously submitted, had gone live hours ago, and already the world was reacting.

From the corridor, very quietly, there was the small sound of small feet that had gotten out of bed for reasons that could be debated in the morning. Lana appeared in the living room doorway, her hair messy from the pillow, holding the stuffed rabbit she had owned since she was eleven months old and refused to sleep without. “Why are you hugging?” she asked, because she believed all parental hugging was either a celebration of something she was missing. Nadia and Callum looked at each other. “Come here,” Nadia said, opening her arm. Lana crossed the room and climbed onto the couch between them, which was apparently where she had intended to be all along. Oscar lifted his head from the rug, c

“A bond mark. She belongs to him. And he belongs to her.” Vladimir's face changed. His eyes widened just a little—enough to show the truth had hit him like a punch. “I won’t let that happen,” Mira growled, stepping forward. Her voice rose like fire. “No human will sit beside him on the throne. No one else will be Luna but me.” Her pupils turned to slits, her eyes glowing red. The beast inside her stirred, clawing to come out. Her skin rippled with the urge to shift.

"Firstly...lady. I don't appreciate the food, I don't eat dry kibble. I prefer fresh…" The lady appeared and smiled and said ; "Awww poor boy. What is it? Why are you so noisy today? Do you need to go to use the bathroom? Here I'll grab a leash and I'll take you out." Apparently the woman only heard husky howls and grumbles while Motus heard his own voice. Figuring this out made the Alpha more grumpy then he was at first. He laid there awaiting her return when she came back with a leash.

She said she couldn’t remember. Last night was the worst, though. She shot up in her bed and screamed about monsters with red eyes, then fell back to sleep. It was crazy. Lana simply shrugged her shoulders and went back to sleep. I guess she has become accustomed to Bree's night terrors too. She and Bree look very similar to each other, with their multicolored blond hair and dark eyes. Bree’s hair is wavy, though, and Lana’s is straight with long bangs that make her look like a doll. They both have hazel eyes and a creamy complexion with high cheekbones and bow-shaped lips. Bree is a little curvier than Lana. Lana is tall with long legs and small breasts, a tiny waist, and a curvy bottom. Br

“Maybe we can find another trading post. Purchase another.” I wanted to ask where beyond this point he thought another trading post would be, and how we would pay. But then I thought back to last night, and I just couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud. It felt too cruel for all of us. We stepped back outside, where the sun was still shining brightly. Lana was the first to shift. I’d always liked her wolf—small and lithe, a stark contrast to her muscular human form, with honey-colored fur and bright eyes. Next came Tyler, large and brightly colored, shaking out his fur in a very showy manner.