Nathan Drake Elena Novels & Stories

Everything was almost normal. "You hear the news?" Aldric said, pulling out his chair. His voice was easy. The tone of someone passing along information that meant nothing in particular to him. "Ethan Caldwell finally found his mate apparently. Some girl from another pack. They're announcing the engagement tonight at the pack hall." The spoon in Elara's hand went still. "Good for him," Leo said, not looking up from his phone. "Alpha's pleased about it. Strong alliance apparently. The girl seemed….."

"About what they are. About what Vlad is." Valkiria tilted her head, curious. "And yet you are still here?" Elena looked at Vlad for a second, then back at her. "I am." "Elena has agreed to marry me." Silence. Valkiria stood up. "Well, well..." her smile now genuine. "Mrs. Darkmoor." Adrian lowered his head in a sign of respect. "Congratulations, sir."

She looked like she'd stepped out of a fashion magazine. "Hey, Sophie." Jade's voice had changed, becoming lighter. Sophie's eyes slid over me, assessing. "Is this the scholarship girl?" The way she said "scholarship" made it sound like I'd admitted to working the graveyard shift at a gas station. I'd been on campus for less than an hour, and this girl had already secured the number one spot on my personal hate list. "This is Elena Reyes," Jade said. "Elena, this is Sophie Martinez."

Elizabeth continued and Eleonora found herself listening with rapt attention. “He is a man of few words, but when he opens his mouth to speak, kingdoms suffer. Trust me Nora, he is a dangerous man who you don't want to mess with.” “Oh my.. the mafia?” Eleonora gasped at the shocking revelation. How on earth did she get entangled with the mafia? “His last sex slave committed suicide due to her inability to keep up with his demands, and that was over three years ago.” Elizabeth scoffed. “I'm afraid he'll drive you to the same date.”

* * * * * * * Zane’s POV * * * * * * * I watched as Lynn took Amelia to the dance floor, and he was so close to her body that the wine glass in my hand shattered when I clenched my fist on it tightly. I was gritting my teeth as I watched her move sloppily in his arms, the scene was enough to give me nightmares for the rest of my life. It was extremely nauseating. But I can’t go there and claim her because I was worried what everyone might think. I cannot be seen with her publically. I am a future Alpha and she is a mere wolf from pauper’s pack. I asked the bartender to fill in another glass of corona for me. I swirled the glass and drained it in one go. The alcohol burned my throat a little

“I couldn’t care less about being Luna. I was a rogue before coming here. My only concern is having a place to live and work. You all seem to only aspire to be Luna because the Alpha is attractive and has not shown interest in any woman since Selena, who was his mate. It’s as if you are all trying to be the one who fixes him. Mates are a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence, so it’s unclear why you think he would pick any of you.” Just as Catrina was about to speak again, we heard footsteps approaching us from behind. Dane looked around at all of us and asked, “What the hell is going on?” The hall fell silent.

His dark eyes scanned the courtyard with quiet, unreadable intensity. "Bring the disgraced one forward!" Adrian’s voice boomed across the courtyard, rattling the wet banners. The heavy iron doors at the base of the courtyard groaned open. Two guards roughly dragged Elena into the light. She wore a simple, torn tunic, her dark hair wet and clinging to her shoulders, her hands bound tightly in heavy iron chains. A sharp collective gasp rippled through the crowd. This was not a common criminal. This was Elena Valcrest—the firstborn daughter, the rightful heiress of a respected, world-renowned Alpha lineage. To see a highborn heiress brought out in chains was unprecedented.

Drake doesn’t think about Natty still having that kind of attention to Helena. “But since when did you become this close?” Helena said with a thin, forced smile. “Maybe since I saw what you couldn’t see. Helena, you never really saw Natty.” Drake says a cynical smile to Helena. Drake and Helena stare at each other. It’s as if Drake is attacking and Helena is holding out. Natty’s attention, meanwhile, is distracted. The passing Gale caught her eyes. In that short time, Natty captured Gale’s message she wanted to meet.

ELENA I’d spent the past few days pondering so hard on everything that’s happened recently, and the crazy web of fate I’d found myself tangled in, with the Grants. Just why in the flying fuck was all this happening? First it was Braden, the one I actually loved. Then it was Luke. The bastard that deceived and seduced me just to steal from me. Now, it was Atlas. The drop-dead gorgeous, six feet tall, striking-blue-eyed man I’d impulsively had a night-stand with.

that is a lie, my father would never do that. “Surely that agreement doesn’t stand now, Elena has a mate, me and her father is no longer here to collaborate your story.” My mate tells him, and I looked at him with different eyes. The man cares about me. “Now, now alpha Jake. You know agreements like that cannot be broken. Also, I have the signed agreement between me and her father. So, Elena must come back with me.” what the hell is going on?