Susie Pfp Deltarune Novels & Stories

“You're not even Luna material, don't forget that." Oh, so that’s what this was about. I pulled my arm free. “But I am, an alpha's daughter and an ex Luna. How about you? Who the fuck are you?" “This pack's Delta." she snapped. “But I care about this pack. And Sven. You? You can't do shit for this pack except pull us down..” I stared at her for a long second. "Venus, I’m too hungry to pretend I care about your insecurity right now.”

he laughed “Kieran is a steadfast and loyal first delta who supports Alpha Marcus with unwavering dedication. His strong sense of justice and protective nature make him a respected leader among the pack.” “Our female delta, Seraphina Nightwhisper.” “Seraphina is a mysterious and enigmatic second delta with a talent for diplomacy and mediation within the pack. Her calming presence and intuitive understanding of pack dynamics help maintain harmony and balance.” “Thanksss… nice intro for me.” She replied and waved her hands at me. I chuckled as I did same too.

Tiana, the current elder of the witches faction released a low peal of sarcastic laughter. "I thought bearing the title of an elder makes you mature but obviously you still have a trace of stupidity in you." Suzy walked in and removed her jean jacket before settling next to me. "Excuse you, who are you?" Tiana cocked a brow and stood arms akimbo. "Even your tone is laced with an element of dullness, I'm Sussan Delaney and I'm not pleased to meet you." She scoffed. "What makes you think I will be thrilled to meet a hoe-looking bitch!" Tiana booed her with her thumbs facing downward.

Within days, Selene launched a pity campaign on social media. The first photo showed the back of her hand hooked up to an IV drip. The caption read: "Alpha, please don't worry about me. I'm just too weak." The second was a deliberate shot of a gruesome scar on her thigh—the one she'd gotten years ago when she threw herself in front of a blade meant for Damien. The caption was calculated to provoke: "This scar is my proudest badge of honor."

He looked worn out, but it’s expected, given how his day went. “Thanks for coming, guys.” Jonathan greeted them. “So I’m sure you were told why you’re here. I’ve found my mate.” He gestured to me. “This is Persephone Fayte, the sister of Luna Crista of Incubi. As she will be the new Delta female, we need to appoint two of you as her guards.” “Ciao. Nice to meet you all. We’ll meet with you one at a time and then decide after.” I greeted, making it clear how everything was going to happen.

"Emma, this is Alwyn Hill from Hayshiport, and the lady by his side is his fiancée—" Before Ron could finish, Susie had already eagerly grabbed Emma's hand. "Emma, hi there. I'm Susie Leif, just call me Susie. We're friends now." "Hi, Susie," Emma responded. Susie quickly said, "Alwyn and I are nothing, definitely not engaged. Don't listen to their nonsense." Alwyn could not stand hearing that. "Susie." Susie pouted. "If you keep picking on me, I'm not marrying you."

The door banged open as Susie stomped into the kitchen with a spatula. "Jeremy! Get ya lazy hands to work faster, Rachelle Milison needs that chicken soup on her table in the next minute," Susie bellowed. A glint appeared in his eyes and he increased his stirring pace, we knew he had a crush on Rachelle Milison, a famous fashion designer who owned a famous brand called Delaney. "Hurry up Jeremy, your baby girl is waiting," Katie said in a childlike voice and he glared at her. Susie sighted Derry on the ground and seized him by the collar.

“No, she doesn’t.” Susie turned to glare at me so quickly I heard her neck crack. “So your daughter can look like the Alpha of Wintercrest, but mine can’t look like his late wife?” I recoiled in surprise, not sure why she was getting so defensive. “I didn’t mean it like that,” I quickly back-pedaled, instinctively wanting to make my little sister feel better. I studied the picture of Dominic and his late wife again. “I suppose she does have red hair and blue eyes like Emma.”

“She’s definitely not Full Moon Pack’s maid, must be a slave with one of the candidates. With someone so crude, her master must be no better. If my competition is like this, becoming Luna will be easy.” Her maid flattered, “Of course. Besides Camille from Laurel Pack, who can compete with you?” Susie fluffed her curls arrogantly. “Camille only has the advantage of knowing Draven longer. Besides that she is nothing. And I heard Draven brought back a mistress this time. If she dares get in my way, I’ll get rid of her too.” “Of course, Lady. As Luna, you can get rid of any mistress, Alpha won’t oppose...”

she gushed. Why did it sound like a threat? The atmosphere in the air thickened, and Susan and I exchanged stares. Possibly to clear the tension, Zara laughed and said “And you are not one of them, right?” Susan laughed again, “Of course, I'm just a fan”. Maybe I was just being paranoid. It’s Damian Delance, the Iconic Damian Delance. And of course I should know that most ladies would do anything to be with him. I smiled genuinely at them.