Mutiara Nada Novels & Stories

Where did I go wrong to deserve this? She is a mute, which means that she wouldn't be able to communicate with me a d worse of all, frail. I want a strong mate by m side; a mate who can stand by my side through thick and thin, a mate who can fight beside me and would win battles together with me, not one that I would be rescuing all the time.

"That's none of your business, Mutiara! So you better shut your mouth! Don't spread this information to anyone else!" "But I'm really curious!" "It's better for you to go back to your place!" Tera did hear all the conversation echoing in the hallway, but she heard it clearly, she just didn't want to bother to stop her steps. Mrs. Lim furrowed her brow, glancing to the side to see Ethan and the Indonesian girl named Mutiara parting ways. Their conversation piqued Tera's curiosity. Her mind was filled with questions from their previous conversation.

"I see things. Come in. We have much to discuss." --- The cabin was cluttered. Books, candles, strange jars filled with glowing liquids. A fire crackled in the hearth. "Sit," Elara said, gesturing to a worn couch. We sat. She sat across from us, studying me. "The Mute Omega," she said. "You're smaller than I imagined." "I get that a lot." She laughed—a warm, raspy sound. "I like you." "Can you help me?" She tilted her head. "I can try. But I need to see what you're capable of first."