Serena Akeroyd Reading Order Novels & Stories

Serena hums in satisfaction, her eyes sliding closed as she chews. I dart a glance in her direction, narrowing my eyes. “Serena…” Her eyes pop open as she swallows the bite, turning to me with a look of wide-eyed innocence. “What?” she asks, batting her lashes. She shifts her weight in her seat like she knows her ass is going to be stinging later and her lips tip up into a knowing smirk. “It’s just so good.” THE END ** THE SIX-PACK SERIES WILL CONCLUDE WITH BOOK SIX: ALPHA CHASE.

But the silence between them made it feel like it was twice the original distance. Finally… The view of the pack came into sight. Serena stood at the hilltop a beat longer, trying to calm her nerves.. Damien stepped beside her. “Are you ready for this?” “If I say no, you’re still going to force me in, aren’t you?” Damein smiled a little. “You know me too well.” As they both walked through the village areas, the staring started… the eyes boring right through them.. then the whispers followed. “The Alpha’s daughter returned…”

Then I set it down on the table and looked at it for a while. Outside the tavern the village was quiet. Summer dark, insects, the occasional distant sound of something moving in the trees. Inside it was just me and the cooling kitchen and the letter on the table and forty years of knowing this pack well enough to remember Serena Hunter when she was still Serena Alcott, newly mated and newly arrived and so obviously, quietly happy that it had been a pleasure just to be in the same room with her.

She sighs, “I don’t ache everywhere anymore. Just where the babies keep kicking me in the kidneys.” Serena puts a hand on the small of her back, lifting her shirt a little to find skin. She feels the dull ache fade, then she suddenly needs the toilet. “Must pee. I’ll be back.” Serena nods and she dashes upstairs to the bathroom. When she’s done, she pops into the bedroom and grabs the phoenix book. She really needed to actually read the thing.

The air was sharp with pine and snow, the scents of dominance and magic tangled like wild roots. She walked confidently, her heels clicking across the polished stone of the estate’s inner courtyard, heart pounding with excitement. Alpha Ryker wanted her to bring Jenna back. Coty intended to do much more. The grand doors opened without resistance, and there she was—Lady Serena, draped in plum silks that clung to her like a lover’s hand. Her eyes narrowed, though not unkindly. “You took your time,” Serena said coolly. “Forgive me,” Coty replied with a false bow. “It’s not easy crossing into a pack that wants you dead.”

“Wait here, I’m going to give you something that will help you relax.” Before I could make a protest, she was gone out of my sight. Girl number eleven was now too close to Ace, as if she wanted to sit on her lap. She kept nudging for his biceps, rubbing her arms against Ace’s from time to time. Ace seemed to be oblivious of the lustful stares he was getting from the girls flocking around him. “Got it” Karen came back catching he breathe with three books in her hands. “Here.” “What am I going to do with these?” grabbing the offered books to me, the book on top was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’

Serena stood below her, backlit by a storm of pulsing light, her hair unbound and whipping with an unseen wind, her body radiating a power older than time, fierce and unrelenting. Serena’s eyes had shifted—no longer their usual expressive softness. They were lit from within, glowing with divine silver. They weren't just the eyes of a wolf; they weren’t even the eyes of a goddess. They were something beyond comprehension. Something no one had ever seen. Not even Solmyra, who had lived for nearly a thousand years.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I - The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 8: Memories That Were Never Mine. ​The chaos of the courtyard fell away, replaced by the heavy, echoing quiet of the isolation cells where the temple guards had dragged her. The iron door had slammed shut with a deafening, final clang, leaving her in a pitch-black tomb beneath the temple floor. Nysera sat in the dark, her knees pressed tightly against her chest, shivering as the damp chill of the stone seeped through her thin tunic. But the physical cold was nothing compared to the fire in her mind; her soul reeled from the sudden, catastrophic awakening of her true divinity.

Sex with Aeon was like a marathon, he never got satisfied with just one round and so was I. I didn’t look at him as I made my way across the beach to where Siera was lounging in one of the beach chairs, a pocketbook raised in hand parallel to her face, but she was obviously not reading but checking the view in front of her. I sat on the chair next to her and faced the direction she was looking at. "What are you reading?" "Huh?" She laid the book on her lap before she looked at me. "Oh, this. Under the Moonlight by Cassandra M."

she mutters. She's not wrong. The moment we're inside the study room, I close the door and lean against it. Kaidora stands on the opposite side, arms crossed, looking at me like I'm a bomb about to explode. Smart girl. “What the hell was that?” she demands. “That was me keeping you from getting your throat ripped out.” “I had it handled.” “You had nothing handled.” I push off the door, frustration bleeding into my voice. “Serena is an Alpha's daughter with a short temper and a long memory. You stood up to her like you actually have a wolf to back it up.”