Simba X Nala Novels & Stories

Who you are. I chuckled bitterly. "I am a rogue, Damon. Like the other misfits, you hunt for sport with your family. His smile got bigger. That's what you were told. But it's a lie. I became icy. A lie? Damon's voice got lower, almost mocking. "You're more than a renegade, Nyla. You are descended from Alphas, a forgotten legacy that the common populace is oblivious of. I gasped. No. He was lying. He must be.

It was pathetic how hard she was trying to look the part. Around the main courtyard, the council members nodded in approval as they watched her flutter about. They knew what was happening here. They always knew. They looked right past me, their eyes sliding over to Nyra with silent agreement because they knew she was Leon's true mate. One of the visiting delegates from the northern territory walked up to Leon, his eyebrows pulled together in a tight frown. I stepped closer, pretending to adjust my sleeves just to hear what they were saying. "Why is your mistress performing a sacred task that belongs solely to the Luna?" the delegate asked, his voice cutting through the noise of the drums.

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.

It was time to bring her down for good. With one look we acknowledged one another's thought. Both Nala and Simba ran faster then their heels could move and rose from the ground over the wolves and vampires, landing on the wicked witch's body, losing her balance and thrown into the floor with full force. We growled in her face showing her our sharp teeth, drooling with all the anger we had for her. "You won't win this. No. Let me go!"

she says, throwing her head back on the sofa. I finish the contents in my glass, then I get to my feet. Having a fallout with those guys doesn’t really bother me because I met them through Alex. I met Nala through her too, but Nala is a sweet soul. She’s a hybrid. Her dad is human, and the rest of those guys are werewolves who decided to live among humans. “I should find Nala,” I say to them, then I walk out of the room and into the bustling club.

Sabri joined beside him, their faces determined, looking forward to joining the action. “I can’t let my people die,” I replied. “We have to help them.” “What about the Alpha?” asked Nalia, casually standing beside Chuck. “How fast can you clean up?” I taunted. Their lips pulled into a smirk. Sabrina reloaded her guns, Nalia drew out both swords, and Ethan, while chuckling, shifted into a dark brown wolf. “Protect my Luna,” warned Nalia to her mate before joining the others. “I’ll protect my Alpha,” he said firmly, looking me in the eye. “We’ll have to take a detour, but I’ll get you there safe.”

Evander’s POV "You cannot do this to me!" Nalani screeches, her no longer tearful eyes blown wide. "I am the Luna of this pack and I will not be treated like some sort of common criminal." She lifts her chin – regal, arrogant, stunningly beautiful – and the image that immediately comes to my mind is a coral snake. So colorful. So deadly. "No one is treating you like a criminal," I say as patiently as possible. "But your refusal to comply is suspicious."

With a smile on her face, Nathan returned it before turning to look at the people. There was silence all around, Jackson and Divan looked like animated people just standing there looking like they were not even blinking. Laura already had tears running down her cheeks, she kept shaking her head in disbelief. “Everyone, meet my chosen mate and Luna of the Silver Sands pack. Layla Bloom.” Nathan repeated what he said before looking at the people but there was still silence, only Nico started clapping and cheering. Anita looked at him like he has lost his marbles.

The transformation was raw, chaotic, divine. Then she stood there — no longer trembling, no longer human. Nala. Her wolf was luminous silver fur that shimmered under the moon, eyes like twin suns. Every part of her radiated power and serenity, the kind that made even my Alpha blood bow in recognition. Dax lowered his head, instinctively. The Heir. Nala moved closer, brushing her nose against mine. The bond sparked like lightning warmth, belonging, fire. We were never lost, she whispered. Only waiting.

Nala pants as we break the kiss. “We are going to have fun in the bedroom,” I tease before pulling away. “Be nice to Amilee and my daughter. I will reject you, even if it hurts me to protect them.” “You’re the Luna’s twin who seduced humans by pretending to be his brother?” She looks disappointed. “Yeah,” I nod as I pull my shirt back on. “Want to reject me now?” Nala shakes her head. “I’m a Beta so you will have to come to my pack.”