Novel & Cerita Neuvillette X Furina

Before she could reply, a messenger rushed toward them, breathing hard. “Commander! Patrol from the eastern ridge has returned. They bring news.” Rowan gestured. “Speak.” The messenger glanced at Elara first. “They weren’t rumors,” he said. “Neighboring packs are talking about Frostveil.” “Talking about what?” Rowan asked. The messenger hesitated. “About her.” Silence fell. Elara folded her arms slowly. “Let me guess. A mysterious she-wolf. Too strong. No title.” “Yes,” the messenger admitted. “Some call you the Ghost Luna.”

Dearest Auria, I am writing to you to let you know that I have been displeased by your actions and decisions for a while now. I was able to let go of the fact that you have formed a romantic relationship with that good for nothing opera singer; and now you are engaged?! Okay, sure,maybe it was a ploy to make him even more popular or a stepping stone for you but now, you are GETTING MARRIED?!

Genevieve's POV: As I gazed at Casey, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in my accomplishment. She had executed the plan flawlessly, seamlessly taking on the identity of Aurelia. "You've done an outstanding job, Casey. Your performance as Aurelia has been exceptional," I praised her, a glimmer of excitement in my eyes. Casey beamed at my words. "Thank you, Genevieve. I owe everything to you for saving my life. From now on, my life is yours, and I'll do whatever you need," she said with unwavering loyalty.

The girl whom I hated the most replied in her sickening voice. She was none other than Kiora. How come I forgot about this snag?

There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them. Nina blinked. Then she recovered quickly, her smile sharp and feline. “How charming. I didn’t think Knox had the temperament to manage a mate. Let alone someone with your… interesting presence.” Lydia smiled wider. “Interesting is better than forgettable, isn’t it?” Knox coughed into his hand, clearly stifling a laugh. Nina’s eyes flashed. “Well, I suppose it makes sense. Some of us are chosen by birth. Others… settle where they can.”

“I need to ask you something, Diluc.” Diluc’s eyes narrowed slightly, sensing the seriousness in her voice. He set the documents aside and leaned back in his chair, giving her his full attention. “What is it?” Furina took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. “Tell me. Do you still have feelings for Yvette?” The question hung in the air between them, heavy and charged. Furina’s gaze remained fixed on Diluc’s, searching for any sign of hesitation or evasion. She needed to know the truth, even if it wasn’t what she wanted to hear.

Neelie said to me in a flat tone. Neelie looked troubled, and hunger was making her mad. “Did you see her original face?” I asked her anxiously after some time. In the past two weeks, she was the only one with whom I could talk, and now I was desperate to keep this conversation going. Neelie lowered her head and shook her head negatively. “She came to meet me by disguising herself as Luna Elara.” She mumbled, and my eyes widened in shock. “Luna Elara? Is she that skilled?” I asked her in a shocked voice, trying to move my upper body a little, but I winced in pain.

"So... is it over?" A laugh bubbled up from my chest – slightly hysterical but genuine. "Over? Derek, I think it's just beginning." As if to prove my point, Violet chose that moment to demonstrate one of her new abilities. The stuffed rabbit she'd been clutching suddenly sprouted actual fur, its button eyes blinking to life. "Oh hell no," Tara yelped as the toy rabbit hopped out of Violet's grip and landed on her keyboard. "Emma, your kid just hit peak adorable and terrifying simultaneously."

Uncle Benard stood at the edge, his face pale, shouting orders that no one followed. Leo lunged again, feinting left then striking right. His teeth sank into Killian's leg, and I heard the bone crack. Killian stumbled, limping now, but he fought back fiercely. He clawed at Leo's face, missing his eye by inches. Blood matted their fur, turning the courtyard into a battlefield. "You're done, Killian," Leo growled through the bond, his voice echoing in my mind. "She’s mine. Touch her again, and I'll rip you apart."