Novel & Cerita Nala Rey

⸻ (Nikolai’s POV — Third Person) She shouldn’t have looked that good. Nayla was supposed to fade. Disappear. He’d done everything to make sure of it. Every application she sent? Every reference she submitted? He made calls. Blocked them all. It wasn’t personal— Not really. It was just easier if she stayed dependent. Quiet. Forgotten. But she wasn’t. She was glowing. Feral and soft, all at once. And when she said she had a job— his blood boiled. He’d given Alara the Luna title.

The door swung inward. Nala was sitting on the narrow bed inside, legs crossed, posture stiff, chin lifted like she was still in a palace lounge and not under containment. Her hair was still perfectly arranged. Her clothes were still expensive. Even her anger looked styled. That was the thing about people like her, privilege made them believe reality would always adjust itself to keep them comfortable. She looked up, and when she saw me, her eyes lit with a fury that had nowhere to go for days. “You,” she spat.

Nala said boldly, and I smiled at her. "Well, Nala. I am a Gamma, and I can hold my own. Cindy is an Omicron and fights better than most Warriors; Racheal is a tough cookie too. They couldn't walk all over us even if they wanted to." I said, and she rolled her eyes very disrespectfully. I held down my anger and tried to tolerate her. The girl was a walking menace. I did not know what was going on in her head, and she was being really unbearable.

I say. "Good," Kaelan replies and then goes silent again. The pack members stand around, each looking at Nalia with a mix of contempt and pity. They are all expecting justice to be done. I look around and see the intensity in their eyes; they all want nothing more than to support me and Ryder. Ryder takes a deep breath as he prepares to pronounce his verdict. Nalia is guilty of murdering Kaelan's birth mother, and as the Alpha and his new guardian, he has to determine her punishment.

I could feel her Not near, but every where , a pulse that beat in time with mine , echoing through a bond I had no knowledge over I didn’t understand it but I couldn’t ignore it . My body ached , heat longing twisted together so fierce it made me gasp out for air , I stumbled towards my window , needing some air , needing distance , but there was none . A scent , pine , smoke , like the scent before a storm hit , it lingered in the air like it belonged to me something I couldn’t get enough of but didn’t know what it was . “ what’s happening to me “ i whispered “ your remembering ayla “ “ I’m the other half of you “ she said so gently , “ the part that’s been sleeping for to long , my name is

I looked up from the floor and saw the beautiful brunette from the pictures. "Luna, this is Channing. She has just joined the pack," Allen announced. I saw her nod, then they both kinda zoned out. Probably mind linking. She gasped and quickly kneeled down to me. "What are you doing Lainee?" I heard a muffled voice in the room question. Luna, or Lainee stood up. "I'm kneeling before a warrior wolf. The Alpha of the Black Moon Warriors," she replied awestruck. Before I could even say anything a girl with black hair like Allen's popped out of the room looked at me before bowing like her Luna.

Neither of them moved. Their Eyes stuck on the body. Blood pooled from its wounds; its arm twisted at an angle that made Maddie wince, but she couldn’t look away. Nala was a great warrior. She was strong and fast and didn’t take any shit from her male counterparts for being a woman. Though they hadn’t really talked before, she had offered her help to Maddie and seeing her so broken and alone made acid burn in her throat.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

she says, throwing her head back on the sofa. I finish the contents in my glass, then I get to my feet. Having a fallout with those guys doesn’t really bother me because I met them through Alex. I met Nala through her too, but Nala is a sweet soul. She’s a hybrid. Her dad is human, and the rest of those guys are werewolves who decided to live among humans. “I should find Nala,” I say to them, then I walk out of the room and into the bustling club.

I had this nagging feeling that something was terribly wrong, though I couldn’t quite place what. “A certain Miss Nala is here to—” “Send her in.” I cut her off quickly, startling her for a brief moment. With a nod, she exited, and seconds later the door opened again, revealing Nala. She offered a faint smile, standing just at the entrance. “Never thought I’d be this eager to talk to you, sis.” “Neither did I,” I replied. “Please, come in.” Nala moved with poise—like the queen she had always forced herself into becoming. Her red heels clicked across the floor, her shiny black waves bouncing on her shoulders in sync with every step.