Novel & Cerita Principal Celestia Angry

He was breathing heavily, and he carried a deeply annoyed expression on his sharp face. "I apologize for the sudden intrusion, Alpha," Jason announced loudly. He crossed his arms over his chest as he stopped near the marble kitchen island. "However, we have a major problem developing in the main square right now. The senior pack elders and a very angry couple named Robert and Susan are demanding an immediate audience with you. They are officially refusing to accept Heidi as the new Luna because she does not possess a wolf, and they are actively threatening to challenge your authority to the Supernatural Council if you do not banish her from the territory tonight."

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

My friend stuttered, coughed, and, shaking his head, answered me. - Who am I to approve or disapprove of what the divine Moon Goddess decides to do, even if it's wrong? Do you honestly think Angel will make a good Luna? He's a man, for the Goddess's sake. I got angry, and by mind-link, I informed my beta to go immediately to my office. He obeyed, showing me his neck. I said goodbye to the others and followed my beta. When I entered my office, I slammed the door. Seeing that Brady kept his back to me, I grabbed his shoulder and turned him abruptly, making him face me.

"You would have told me I was wrong. Probably loudly." Alessia had been many things. Quiet had not been among them. She was my beautiful daughter. In a way, Azrael had been my son, but he'd let her die. I didn't know which hurt more? Losing a son or a daughter? "Rivera is moving faster than I calculated," I said. "He has twelve contractors staged. He wants Celeste back under his control before she can tell anyone what she knows." I crouched down and straightened the small stone I always straightened, a river rock Azrael had placed there when he was nineteen and furious and grieving and doing it badly. It was always slightly crooked when I arrived. I had never figured out why. "She knows enou

HAZEL’S POV “Get your hands off me,” Celeste protested as she looked at me sternly. Her eyes that were firm did not deter or scare me and her usual intimidation was not going to work on me this time. My anger has reached the top of the bottle and was spilling over. I could not contain it in any longer. “I am sick and tired of this behaviour of yours. What? Do you think I am some kind of pushover? A dumb puppet that you can just use as pawn for whatever plan you’re concocting?”

Amara chuckled, “you are right alpha, there is no room for discussion. You will take me with you willingly or I will make you.” Azai’s eyes flashed black, “confident little wolf, aren’t you?” I struggled to regain control of Amara, but I couldn’t. In the reflection of Azai’s eyes, I could see my eyes glowing brighter, and a sudden warmth was creeping through my body. “I am the Celestite wolf, I answer to the Moon Goddess Selene, I am not bound to the orders of any alpha. You will take me with you to the capital.” “I will take you with me to the capital,” he repeated.

She didn’t expect that Erina would be so bold as to talk to her about those things, nor did she expect to feel weak in front of her, who’s the mother of the cruelest alpha in the town. "I am not afraid to die, Ma’am. You can take my life, but it won’t change the fact that you are threatening someone you called low and cheap. If ever I die in your hands, it will serve as your own dirt, and no amount of water can make you clean. Your flashy jewelry, clothes, and even your name won’t even cover the dirt you are wearing as your crown,” she said fearlessly. Celestia’s hand flew up and slapped her so hard that her head glanced over her shoulder, her cheeks stinging in pain, but she didn’t mind it.

Celeste bowed, but as she turned, she heard a slap echo as Anora was hit on the cheeks. She whimpers from the pain, “You insolent brat, because I have been treating you so nicely, you think you can mess with my nails!” She used it, and Celeste feels like exploding. Anora was certainly too low in status to even talk back to Nyssa, and she had cruised this, but that didn’t mean Celeste didn't feel angry for Anora; they were blood and once friends, after all. She watches the scene as Nyssa stands, taking out the ruby necklace.

Celeste promised herself as she stormed out of the building angrily. Unknown to Declan, his small act of firing his secretary had just ignited a fury so strong in his sister that, he would be shocked to find out later on.