Shay Lauren Novels & Stories

The small entryway didn’t give her much room to get away from a second blow. There wasn’t one. Shawn had Scott pinned on the ground with a knee in the middle of his back. Scott wasn’t fighting him, just talking fast. “She’s not supposed to do that. Leo said no Latin. You remember.” Because once Lauren realized that no one else in the pack except Bella, who she had thought was a friend, understood Latin, she’d used it for secret defiance. It had taken a while for Leo to figure it out.

A cold chill ran through her and she looked up at the sky, taking long deep breaths and trying to distract herself by counting stars. A few minutes passed and Indianna was brought back to reality when Laura stood beside her and gently lifted her dress to reveal the bare skin that would soon be marked. Laura spoke and her voice could be heard clearly over the silent pack. "Indianna Hughs, I am honoured to pass onto you the title of Luna of the Warrior Pack," Laura said and Indianna stiffened when Ace passed over the branding rod. Laura took it cautiously and glanced down at Indianna. "I'm sorry, my dear," she whispered.

That's when the woman’s teary eyes landed on me. “What is your name?” I asked quietly, regarding her warmly. “Shayla,” the woman croaked through sobs. “And yours?” I questioned the Elite. “Zephnar,” he answered, minding his tone as he averted his eyes across the yard. “Shayla is nothing to worry about. I'll take it from here. Please do not let her interrupt your time with the Lunairess.” “Unhand her.” I addressed the Elite, low and firm. “Why isn't she being taken care of? She's clearly underfed, and her wounds need treatment. How did she get hurt?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't even bother to take a last look at the expression on Winona's face and just got into her car. On the other hand, before Lauren left, she also regarded Winona with a meaningful look. With a mocking smile, she said sarcastically, "It's not an easy task to help you debut alongside the others. Heath, you need to teach her the ropes. Otherwise, she might embarrass the whole group after their debut." It went without saying whom she was talking about. Lauren was a producer working for one of the entertainment agencies under Lark Group. Someone had told her that Chelsea and Liesel were very close friends, which was why Lauren had intentionally pulled some

She’d managed to get Liam to suck it up on his own feelings and celebrate this one day for Lucas. Ayla turned to the other three. “Remember. This is his big day! Let’s keep it light, okay?” “You know, Elaine never did this sort of thing for him. Throw him parties and all that,” Shayne said. “You’re a better Luna than she ever was.” Ayla laughed, waving a hand to try to appear more modest. “Oh…stop it,” she said half-heartedly. Her gaze sharpened when she noticed a familiar figure walking through the gardens to get to them.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

she cried. Shawn smiled coldly, adjusted a tripod, and aimed the camera at her and Chris. "In a rush? You and Chris love recording videos so much. I'll make one for you today, and you two are going to be the stars. Don't worry. Even if you don't show up at your fourth wedding, you'll be the center of attention." Laura went blank. "Y-You're insane. Shawn, I'm your mother!" "Mother? You think you deserve to be my mother?!" Shawn roared.

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

“Lauren, can I tell you something? It’s… kind of big.” Her eyes lit up, and she leaned in as well, looking around to make sure no one else was listening. “Of course. You can trust me.” “Okay.” I took a deep breath, glancing around one last time to ensure we were alone. “Shane… he’s not just some mysterious guy. He’s… a wolf. Like, an actual werewolf.” Lauren’s expression shifted from curiosity to confusion, then to something resembling shock. She blinked at me, as if processing what I’d just said. “Wait. Are you serious? He’s a… werewolf?”