Micah Solusod Voices Novels & Stories

Micah tried to calm him down, saying, "We just need to run some tests to make sure you’re not sick. We’re Nina’s friends, and we mean no harm." "You… liar!" Orion struggled to speak. Micah was taken aback. He had not expected Orion to talk but he was determined to get an answer now. Just as he was about to catch Orion, the boy ran straight into someone’s arms. Micah looked closely and realized it was Nina. Standing beside her was a man, about six-foot-three, wearing a black mask. From his sharp, cold eyes, Micah recognized him instantly. He blurted out, "Nash?"

Holding my breath, I waited as small growls escaped Silas and his body began to shake. Was what I was doing working? Was he trying to fight his way back? I could only hope that was what was happening. No, I would trust it was. ‘Silas,’ I murmured tentatively through mindlink. ‘You’re there, right?’ ‘Len…’ Silas’ weak voice responded, sending waves of relief through me. ‘Nox.’ ‘That’s right.’ I responded, ‘It’s me.’ ‘Mmmm.’ Slowly, I felt Silas’ claws beginning to retract until they were no longer cutting into my skin.

The place was totally dark and she wondered if the large lantern's flames had burnt out. Also, the place was eerily quiet and she wondered what happened to the hum. "Who is it? " A voice answered. Hazel's heart leaped at the sound of the voice. Suddenly she did not feel so alone anymore. "Micah! " She could hear the joy in the voice of her other self. "My queen! " Micah replied with the same enthusiasm. "Where are you? " She could hear her other self ask as she searched for Micah. Like magic, Micah appeared next to her and Hazel jumped into his arms with glee.

I don't care about his feelings, I don't see in him that he can love a woman. After the break, Michelle went back to her room and Therese went to her organization. After about 5 minutes of walking, I reached the room as well. Before I could sit down, Mike approached me. He is a top student in the class and you can tell that he is really smart. He's nice but sometimes he's quiet. "Do you need something?" I asked. "Can I borrow your notes on sociology? I didn't quite cope with the discussion earlier," he replied. I put down my bag and looked for the notebook he will borrow.

she threatened vehemently. I simply chuckled at her words and took a step back. "Just so you know, my name is Henry, a former beta of the Lycan Pack, and I want you to remember that I am watching you. If you dare do anything stupid to Sierra, I will make sure you regret it all. Not only that, but you will despise everything about yourself and realize that you are not fit to be a Luna, not only in the ghost pack but in every pack," I warned sternly. I walked away as I noticed her growing anger, and before I could turn to the other side, I heard her yell…

I state as I answer and bring it to my ear. "Sinclair... Don't comply, they want to blackmail you," I hear Mich's voice but it gets silence and her muffled cries remains in the background. "What the fuck?" I cuss out. "Sorvino! Oh, my man, Sorvino. Good to hear your voice again," the hoarse voice says. "If you put a single hand on Michelle..." I trail when a slight laughter cuts me off.

Everyone whispered about the Alpha heir’s return—their future leader, the pride of Blue Moon Pack. And my mate. My palms were damp as I stood near the front, the same place we’d said goodbye three years ago. Back then, he’d promised to come back stronger, better—for us. I’d held onto those words like a vow written in my bones. Then the sound of engines rolled through the trees. A sleek black SUV pulled up, tires crunching against gravel. My heart leapt to my throat. Micah stepped out first. He looked… different. Taller, broader, with the kind of presence that made everyone lower their heads without thinking. His dark hair was shorter now, the rough edges of his jaw sharper, more commanding.