Primrose Everdeen Mockingjay Novelas e Histórias

Prime’s hand rested on Alex’s shoulder, fingers tracing the edge of the collar with possessive familiarity. “You look beautiful like this,” Prime murmured, voice a perfect replica of Damian’s but lacking the warmth that had always grounded it. “Heavy with our child. Collared. Claimed. The people see you as a symbol of unity. The one who submitted to power for the greater good.”

His eyes were dark and calm, but there was something in them that made me uneasy. “What is your name?” he asked quietly. I laughed bitterly. “You just bought me and you don’t even know my name? How nice.” He showed no emotion, not even the expected, being anger. He just stood there, staring at me asif he still awaited my response. “Ivory,” I finally said. “Ivory Ashwood. And you just wasted your money. I’m cursed, useless, and I can’t even shift. Everyone knows that.” Edward tried to step forward. “Your Majesty, you don’t have to waste your time with her. She’s just.....”

"She is the missing piece." Malachi stopped his axe mid-swing. He. His eyes hit me like a physical blow. They weren't brown or blue; they were the color of gold swirling with a darkness that made my breath catch. "Elowen " he murmured, the name sounding like a prayer and a threat. Before I could speak a scent drifted through the trees. A scent I would know anywhere. Pine resin, roasting venison and the sharp metallic tang of an Alphas fury. I turned toward the treeline.

The Aria I met last night, the one who was first introduced to me, came to the surface, because she blushed and withdrew her hands from mine at my words before going to stand beside Simon who immediately wrapped his arms around her shoulder and pressed a kiss to her forehead. I looked away from them and waved the maids to do the finishing touches to my makeup and hair. Simon, who was a more powerful prince and needed someone who was really strong, could accept his mate who was an omega, while Levi, who was just an alpha, rejected me. Maybe not everyone was going to have their happy ever after and I was one of these people. I was distracted from falling deeper into my depressing thoughts when

Once it cleared though, Marcus's reassuring smile gave me the strength I needed to complete the impossibly long walk. I reached the thrones, and Alpha Damarus stepped forward, holding a white cloth. He stared down at where I stood at the base of the few stone steps that led to the platforms the thrones sat on. "Alexandra, daughter of Alpha Mattias, leader of the Moonridge Pack. Today you stand before my son, Alpha Marcus, heir to the Ashclaw legacy, and swear to remain by his side through his reign and beyond it. Do you swear to follow this oath and face the consequence of breaking it."

It took a while for the man to give an answer, “She is the first and only pure blood of a new werewolf race. She is a pure blooded Delta, and she is what you need to find your mother."

He looked down at her and then gave a slight smile. “It would lessen the burden on me yes.” He admitted. “This is why I am not a normal wolf Sybil. Primes were gifted by the moon goddess. Given the power to do many things. My connection to them strengthens them and at the same time makes them vulnerable.” Sybil remembered when he was sick with that toxin. Clearly Aries was some sort of catalyst for his people.

Tears has begun to run down the mask at least the past that was covering her chicks starting from where was probably covering her eyes because the mocks had no features and was as smooth as the side of an egg shell. "Maeve…I ran as fast as I could I really did I even wanted it to jump into the flames to find yo-" I was not able to complete the sentence that was coming out of my lips before she suddenly flung my first she was holding towards my direction and I barely shifted fast enough to avoid it feeling some strands of my hair falling down to the floor as a result of my last-minute movement to avoid her sudden attack.

The weeds and shrubs clawed at her but she couldn't dare to mind. Her disguise was still intact: hair chopped. Chest bound. Her forged name pressed against her ribs like a second heartbeat. Ashmoore's Training Academy. Elyan Froste. Male. Admitted. If she could just make it to the cave and meet her bestfriend. For one last time.... "Don’t look back. Don’t look back." A snarl split the darkness behind her. She ran harder. A flicker of firelight. She stumbled into the clearing like a storm — soaked, shaking, breathless. The circle of stones was exactly where Mia said it’d be. Elowyn ran in and dropped to her knees, knuckles raw, body aching.

Emma giggled. “You do too!” “Well, I’m glad you guys like your bath stuff. It’s so hard to pick for someone else, ya know?” A she wolf with long, jet black hair, tan skin, and striking blue eyes entered the room addressing Emma and I with a warm smile. “Jade, Emma, this is Jasper’s mate and our beta female Cleo.” Elliott gestured to this beautiful girl and her smile grew wider. I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her, she had such a vibrant energy about her.