Metro Journal Online Novel Thali Novels & Stories

"Tell me." "Everything is the same. Nothing new to report, actually. Maahiji and her American friend didn't go out anywhere today either, just like last three days. Nothing new on Lalaji's side also. He went to the Hanuman temple like every Tuesday. Went to the clubs for accounts after that for a while. Has plans to visit Siddhivinayak Temple tomorrow like every other Wednesday. Kunal bhai's condition is the same too. Nothing exceptional to report on Natasha bhabhi's front. No suspicious activity had been observed in the vicinity of the house either." Samar pinched the bridge of his nose. "Any idea what account books at the club look like?"

"Okay, that's a lie. I read it hoping to find a good story." His mouth moves to my ear, and his voice goes lower. "It says it's an erotic romance..." he shifts me in his lap, letting me feel his massive rod between my legs. "Romantic enough for you?" I growl in frustration. My pussy, the little whore, is tingling, and it's all Thail's fault! "There is no time for pleasure now!" I get up from his lap and try not to be overwhelmed by how weird it is to see Thail, a supernatural creature, inside my room. "What is the time? How long was I gone?!"

The scent. THALI CALLING. My stomach dropped.

***RENA*** “You look so beautiful,” Thalia, my best friend said, tears threatening to spill. “Don't,” I begged with my eyes, “if you cry, I'll cry and we don't want our makeup getting ruined, so please don't,” I begged and she nodded with a smile, trying her best to push back the tears. “I can't believe it, you know Rena?” Thalia uses her hands to fan her eyes. “I can't either, I mean, this isn't fully all I've always wanted, but the moon goddess has granted a huge part of it,” I said, almost teary, I also began to fan my eyes with my hands.

I say. "You know because you were too," she says. "Yes," I say. "And now—" "And now neither of us are," I say. The workshop holds this. Thal's frequency — the city that has been defending itself instinctively, the city that drove the pack out with nothing but a Warden's gift running at full capacity through a woman who did not know what she was — hums. Warm. Present. Known. --- We stay in Thal longer than we planned.

"Daegal is not far away from here. And you must have seen the guards outside. It is endearing though... Maybe I should get kidnapped more often." Thalia's eyes widened in alarm. "You should never say that again, Empress!" "I was only joking, Thalia. Calm down." Naomi's shoulders shook as she laughed. "Thank you for coming. You may go now. I still have things to research." When Thalia left, Naomi went back to the book she was reading which was delivered that afternoon from the Alcatraz. How it got to her so fast after she only requested it in the morning, she wasn't sure and didn't bother asking questions.

Thalia. Fucking hell. Thalia. Mate. How can this possibly be? A mate in the middle of the enemy's territory! I briefly wondered how madly Zena would cackle at such a comeuppance. The twisted lines of Fate required to bring me to such a point where I would feel the fingertips of a rebel brush against mine, only to be drowned by sparks and blessings.

“Mia, mi vida. How are you and your sister?” “Oh mama! We are good. Thalia is the Luna. Her mate is the Alpha of this pack. Remember the man we met? He’s our Alpha. Thalia is mated and marked now. I am learning to be a doctor because of Tio. Everything is fine. We are fine.”

The whole building ticked faintly, as if timbers remember every season they’ve survived. Nyra and Thalia had set up camp on the top floor beneath a window with cracked lead cames. Thalia’s sleeves were shoved up; a soft smudge of soot marked her right cheekbone; she looked infuriatingly alive. Nyra had three open ledgers around her and a thin volume in her lap.

Yet every time tension rose, Aella’s confidence, guided by the Heartwood and reinforced by Thalen’s subtle touches fingers brushing hers, a thigh pressing close, whispered words of encouragement kept her composed. A sudden commotion erupted near the entrance as a messenger arrived, breathless, eyes wide with fear. Aella and Thalen exchanged a glance, instinctively moving together. Thalen took the message, golden eyes scanning the parchment rapidly. “They move tonight,” he said, voice tight. “And someone inside… someone here… may aid them.” Aella’s heart hammered. Heat pooled in her belly, not just from desire, but from the dangerous, forbidden connection with Thalen. Her hand found his again