Nadine Lewington Greta Novels & Stories

****** Third Person POV The glass doors dividing the balcony from the Luna's chambers softly creaks open like a creep in the middle of the silent night. Leaxandra was a heavy sleeper and not to mention she stayed up late, she couldn't be stirred awake easily now and he knows that too. "God, I got too riled up and ended up coming here instead." The man in the shadow laughs as soon as he reaches her bedside. "But can you blame my patience, Scarlett?" Leaning down, he closely examines her beautiful face morphed into relaxation. Like an angel destined to pull him down all through seven layers of hell.

As far as our other guests knew Liam and I were still unmarried. Jameson was convinced that we had a traitor in our midst, and he had his eyes set on one woman. "Greta is a Far Darrig. It is possible that she controlled the nightmare that plagued your wife. Whether it was a job assigned to her by the Queen I am unsure, but I am certain she was behind it."

Nadia smiled at her then motioned for the bodyguard to leave. Grainne didn't want to talk to Nadia, she was about to leave but Nadia suddenly said: "Grainne, wait." Grainne paused, she said, "Don't call me that, we're not close." At first, when Nadia returns and steals Carwyn Levi from her wedding, she hates Nadia. But after understanding that Carwyn Levi and Nadia were in love before, she decided to let go and bless this pair of copper and jewel women. But she wasn't a saint either, certainly couldn't see her rival and still smile.

Andrew requested, and Blake quickly obliged. “Here she is. Her name is Lily Brook,” Blake said, as he displayed Lily’s image on the screen. Andrew’s eyes widened at the sight, a hint of surprise registering on his face. “Wait a minute. Isn’t she that shy girl from Senior High that Greta befriended to join her pack? Remember?” Blake’s memory stirred at the mention of Nashville Senior High and Greta, his former childhood friend turned girlfriend turned fierce rival in alpha supremacy. He recalled Lily as a shy but beautiful girl whom Greta boasted about, claiming she was a precious find that could boost her alpha power.

She di‌dn't w⁠alk so much a‍s she p‍rowled,⁠ her eyes locked onto L‌eon with a te‌rrifying focus. "Leon Sterling," she purred, her voic‍e lik⁠e honey p⁠o‍ured⁠ over gravel. She e‍xtended a hand, her na‍ils painted the color of‌ dried blood. Leon took it, his movements practiced and elegant. He lean‍ed in, k⁠issing the air just above her knuckles wit‌h the practiced ease of a diplomat⁠. "Greta. You managed to outshine the chandelier‍s again," he said.

Greta slipped inside. Greta was older than most of the patrol wolves. All tight braids and sharp shoulders and no tolerance for dramatics. She’d patched up more shredded ribs than Kade could count and once, rumor had it, stitched her own forearm closed after a rogue tore into it because she didn’t have time to bleed out. Her eyes sharpened instantly when she saw Lillieth. Her jaw clenched. “What the hell,” she breathed. “What—” “Work,” Draven snapped.

She stopped stirring, slowly dropping the bowl and dusting her hands on her apron. She bowed her head and wrung her wrist as she struggled to speak up. “What's going on here?” I cut in with a sharp tone, glaring at the maid on their knees. Lena had flour covered all over her bodies while the maids watched her like a spectacle when it was their job to work. They froze and trembled to speak up. “G… good… morning,” she spoke up, nervous and faint. “Is anyone going to answer my question?” I thundered.

Margarette pulled them both. Margarette was the first to greet the Queen. “Queen Aera,” She kissed the latter’s hand, “time flew fast.” “Yes it does.” She laid a hand on the witch’s shoulder, “What is the news about the Nromais fragment on Earth? Did you retrieve it?” “We found it but a Noimstre got it first. Your brother Finrod tried his best to fight the monster back but he was.. injured.” Margarette left the story of how Ellaine’s voice distracted the serious Finrod unsaid.

She finally surrendered. "Good. Mr. Adonis Langston is a man, no matter how hard he looks. It takes a beautiful woman to bring such men to their knees, and you are one of such woman, my dear. That's exactly how I got your father." She let out a dark chuckle. She was pleased with her daughter's last statement. Greta Grey Anderson has been a very ambitious woman and overly controlling, too. She always wants to make sure she gets the best of anything she wants.

Audrey said "All the more reason why you should join." Greta persuaded "No matter what you say I'm not joining the witches. It's high time I learnt to do things the hard way being a witch and werewolf most things come easy for me. I have to see how those powerless do it." Audrey said "Adrian!" Greta called out "Greta hey! Hey Audrey." Adrian greeted "Hi." Audrey replied "Is there something you wanted to say? I'm kind of in a rush." Adrian asked Greta