Naydra's Claw Novels & Stories

If she lost the baby, it would mean she was truly meant to be separated from it. Determined, Nyla tilted her body sideways, causing the chair to topple over and crash to the ground. The pain was intense, but she pushed it aside and used her knees to move toward the nearest shard of ceramic. She maneuvered her body into an awkward position to reach it. After what felt like an eternity, Nyla, drenched in sweat, finally grasped a shard. She used the shard to cut through the ropes binding her hands. The shard sliced into her fingers, but she didn't flinch or stop.

He shrugged. White Claw Pack is a chaotic pack, it’s full of distinct personalities, some good some bad, but Axel loves leading them. They all have a sense of camaraderie and loyalty that makes Axel feel so grateful for having such members. And for him, the pack is a family. They can’t fit in a family tree, so he made a whole forest. White Claw Pack exceeds the standards of a werewolf pack. It’s great overall and has the best people, the best system, but the pack lacks a maternal figure. All they have is Axel, and he isn’t that warm. The pack needs a mother—a Luna. And he wouldn’t want to disappoint, so he’ll try his very best to win over Leal’s heart.

“Show me your hands.” I lifted them. Her breath caught. “Claws,” she whispered. I looked down. My nails had lengthened, sharp and curved, faintly golden at the tips. Panic shot through me. “No. No, this isn’t—” “Breathe,” Freya said quickly, catching my wrists. “Panicking makes it worse.” “I can’t stop it!” “You can. Listen to me.” Her grip tightened. “Focus on me. Just me. My voice.” I gasped, trembling. “It hurts.”

Everyone are looking at the suspended rock with a stunned expression on their faces. Drake is looking at the rock, which is just an inch away from his head in a daze. He is so shocked, that he didn't even move away from the rock, which can fall any second on his head. Koni tried to move the rock, but in vain. His power became useless infront of Nyra's. She wants the rock to stop, so it stopped. Nyra rushed towards Drake and pushed him away from the rock. She looked at her glowing palm and remembered what Drake told her about her abilities.

She then jabbed fiercely at Nora’s stomach. “Poof!” Nora hadn’t expected Sheela to attack her at this moment at all. Moreover, Sheela was way too fast. It happened so quickly that Nora couldn’t react in time. Sheela’s hand pierced through Nora’s stomach, and her entire hand appeared behind Nora’s back… No, that wasn’t a hand anymore. Instead, it was a dark red claw with ugly patterns and scales on it. “Nora!” Jade shouted angrily and raised her hand like a sword.

I don’t know if what Chloe told Naya, but right now I just want to say her name over and over, so I lost it away. “Adam.” I extend my arms in front of me for a hand shake. Naya smiles at Chloe. “I’m Naya.” She speaks softly. Why can’t she look me in the eyes? She places her hand on top of my hand, giving it a little shake. She pulls away quickly soon after I feel her soft skin. . “Are you guys okay?” Chloe suspects. Her eyes swinging back and forth between us. Naya nods, saying, “Why wouldn’t we be okay? I’m not really used to shaking stranger’s hands that’s why it’s making me feel uncomfortable a little.” She says leaving a bit of a nervous laugh at the end.

It should have worked. Now, Lunara said. And gave Nyma her claws. It came up through her hands like lightning finding ground her fingers elongating, her nails becoming something else entirely, silver-edged and crackling with an energy that had no name in any language Nyma had been taught. Not a full shift. Not even close. Just Lunara's claws, manifested through Nyma's hands while the rest of her stayed human, stayed mother, stayed the vessel the child needed her to be.

I punch the bag until my knuckles are ragged, trying to punch away the voice that keeps saying I don't deserve her, after all I gave her away. When I return to my room, I slide my hands into my coat pocket to pull out my phone, but my hand brushes against something else instead. I pull it out, my forehead scrunched in confusion as I turn over the clip. I stare down at it, and it falls from my shaking hand. Someone must be messing with my head, because there's no way. I pick up the clip with trembling hands, and I know it's the one. It's Nyra’s favorite butterfly claw clip. It went missing the day before she did.

I needed to find a way to gain the upper hand, to use my strengths to my advantage. As I circled around Leah, I noticed a weak spot in her defense. She was leaving her left side open, and I knew that I could exploit it. I took a deep breath, focusing all my energy on the fight. With a swift and precise movement, I struck at Leah's exposed side, my claws extended and ready to tear her apart. But Leah was quick, and she managed to dodge most of the blow. Still, I managed to graze her side, and she let out a pained growl as she stumbled back.

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. “Claws…” Nash’s father fell on to the floor in shock. “They are my baby’s claws.” I was surprised. Faye did not sense anything regarding Devi or Myra in that box. I took the box from Nash’s father’s hands and felt repulsed immediately. Who the fuck does that? Who was so cruel to – to – Faye growled in my head at the sight of pulled out claws. But did not transform again.