Simba Nala Cubs Novels & Stories

And lasted far longer. When the cubs called me a Luna, my first reaction was to wonder if they were as scared of me as I was of Luna Lannie and her friends. However, seeing how excited they were, I had to remind myself that Luna Lannie and the other’s were completely different people when they were interacting with their own Packs. Before long, all the cubs were lined up again, and got to work. With how weak my mind was right now, I couldn’t use what little energy I had left on anything other than the task at hand. Cubs could sense weakness better than most, and would exploit it without hesitation.

“But I thought it’d make things feel a bit more natural.” Nala’s stomach churned. Somehow, she felt like she was on the backfoot. All her training and years of fighting didn’t prepare her to flirt with someone. Or be flirted with. His unwavering attention heated her skin, but made her uneasy, like a predator was locked onto its prey. “I’m Nala Williams of the Mountain Forest pack.”

"You don't know. Pack life is so different from luna life." "I don't want cubs," I say again. He smirks. "I'm sure you'll change your mind." "I won't." "You should. Seeing your firstborn is a beautiful thing." I try to picture the poor woman married to this jerk. How many cubs has she made for him? Poor thing. He looks around. "Where is Impala?" he asks. "He's hunting," I say. "He's hunting? Hunting what? A mouse?" He throws his head back and laughs.

"What? Should I call you simba instead? Simba is too cute than you are so it's a no." "Wow! So if I am Simba, who are you? Nala?" Owen flinched for those words. Nala is Simba's mate in the lion King the movie. "Whatever.." To hide his blushing face, Owen nuzzled his head to Leon's stomach. Leon let out a silent sad sigh at the same time and thinking. "Leon," Owen called his name after a while. "Yes?" "Why did you kiss me this morning?"

He asked. "Brian Macsim. Our uncle's son. Like I said, I hate killing, so I spared his life along with his mother's," I said, hoping this guy would agree. "Ian will take his chances. I deserve to be Luna too. He is older than you. Alpha or not, it is his right," Nala said, and I looked at her. "A sigma," I said, figuring out her breed.

Simba held onto Hunter’s face and forced him to look away from Alecor’s attractive figure. ‘This little spy!!’ Hunter muttered and bit onto his cheek lightly, “Ou!! That hurts,” Simba shouted, and then looked at Micah’s fading figure. “Daddy! That Uncle looks sick,” Simba spoke with a worried tone. “Sick? Why would you say that?” “Because-because when the lady came his face changed into a sick one,” Simba muttered, “Hm...I think so too,” Hunter breathed out heavily. “Let’s go, we have to find Mommy,” Hunter spoke.

"Yes. I named him after my favourite actor Tom. The guy that played in the series Lucifer recently. I find him to be strong and smart both physically and mentally." I opened my eyes wide. "I love that guy too. He is awesome," I said enthusiastically. "You should keep his original name." He stared into my eyes for a while then looked back down at the plate and grabbed a spoonful of spaghetti. "So, Simba it is," he said with a grin. I smiled with my bright eyes shimmering at him. "Nala and Simba," I said testing it out. "It's perfectly splendid." "We need to prepare for tonight," Luka told me as he held his fingers gently between mine still sitting down on the table with the empty plate in fro