Nala Rey Novels & Stories

“I'll throw something on and be with you shortly. Farh can turn the car around.” “Yes, my Luna.” Nala replied. “Don't be that way with me. I'm just a kid really, I don't think I can handle that title.” I begged her. “Oh, you're doing just fine.” Nala said. I looked at her, for anything that'd betray the fact that she was joking with me. “That can't be true.” I objected. “All I do is clean up after Damon, when we have a house filled with servants. Or is the Luna title for glorified servants?” I spoke bluntly to Nala.

One of the pack members yelled from the crowd. “Then we prove them wrong. With Luna as our alpha, we will not only have a strong, capable leader but someone who makes us untouchable. She is who Brax chose to lead us.” Nick looked over at me and gave me a warm smile. “I bow to Alpha Luna,” he declared, taking a knee.

The woman's soft voice said as she stood beside Alpha Novak, her small arm wrapping around his possessively. "Nice meeting you too," Reyana replied with a polite smile. She didn't miss the look of embarrassment on Alpha Novak's face as the young woman's forced smile disappeared. "I am Naya. Alpha Novak's mate," her voice carried a subtle warning in it and it only made Reyana chuckle. "I am Reyana. Alpha Randall's mate. Thanks for honoring me on this special day," Reyana said with a slight nod as she turned around to leave. She sensed the measured control of Alpha Novak's anger and she couldn't tell why.

87 ANNALISE The tension in the air was thick as Nula raised her hand. Her gesture was clear. Lemuel, the captain of the pack, stepped forward, his voice booming with authority. “We surrender! Lower your weapons!” The pack obeyed without hesitation, their eyes shifting nervously from Marcus to Nula. I could feel their fear, but it was a different kind of fear than before—this was the fear of the unknown. Would Marcus retaliate? Marcus transformed, his muscles rippling under his dark fur. He let out a furious roar that echoed through the clearing. The sound sent chills down my spine. With one swift movement, he charged at Nula, his claws extended.

the video placed her on the front screen. Melissa exhaled, she could sense the slander coming from a mile away. "You might not understand my purpose for making this video, and I apologize that I must remain anonymous for my own safety but the Luna of Dunham is not a werewolf. She is a witch!" The voice paused then several videos of her, from her past life played. There was one where she tripped from the stairs and at the time, Melissa had been embarrassed by the event.

I said. It was my way of distracting her from whatever she was thinking. "My name is Kiara Claris." Her voice shook. "Of course I know that. I want to know about your childhood," I said, wondering why she was hesitant about talking about herself. Maybe, she had secrets too? "How? I never told you -" "The necklace around your neck is a distinct one. Of course, I know that you're the princess of the southern werewolves, the one rumoured to bear the power of the moon goddess," I said.

“ so What the hell happened? Are you okay?” Lydia laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. “I guess that depends on what you mean by okay.” She told Blake everything, the words pouring out like they’d been building pressure all day. The blood ritual. The twins Ella and Kate who had cornered her with their sugar-coated venom. And finally—Nina. “She’s not like the others,” Lydia murmured, her voice low. “She’s calm. Controlled. But the moment she looked at me, I felt like I was being measured. Judged. She didn’t say a lot, but her silence said enough.”

I ran a hand down my face and muttered, “I’ll handle it.” “Make sure you do,” he said, tone dropping. “Because she may not say it, but she’s watching. Natalia is watching everything you do. And she doesn’t forget. She is quiet and she is smart. She knows how to be a Luna and she also knows how to be an alpha. But she doesn't know how to handle betrayal.” “You speak as if you've known her your whole life.”

People do it with me a lot. "I'm Nalayna. Nyla. And you look familiar but I'm pretty sure we haven't met before." She smiled and damn, she was fine. Like genuinely fine. The kind of fine that lives on your explore page with good lighting and an aesthetic feed and a following of people who just want to look at her face. But she wasn't giving off that energy in person, she was giving off something quieter and more careful and I couldn't figure out why she was nervous.

She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet. I groaned in pain and managed to stand up. “Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed. Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"