Talia Scott Ass Novels & Stories

Allison P.O.V. Talia keeps her eyes on me as if she needs me to repeat myself, but I know she doesn’t. She swallows. Then she turns to the others, her eyes are overbright although she never met Mara before, she knows what kind of pain the woman must have endured to stay alive long enough to come here and give us her memories. “I will need a droplet of blood from everyone into this vial.” She says, looking around the room, meeting everyone’s eyes one after another. No one protests.

Beta Trent I watch as Talia, AKA Poison goes about her day. Clay left last night and she has been watching his cabin for the past couple of hours, under the disguise of reading a book in the sunshine. I have known this bitch for most of her life and never once has she read a book in the open on a fucking bench like something from the 1900s.

Tala was wearing her signature skintight black leather pants with a ripped shirt sporting red claw marks over her ribs and what looked like a decapitated head on one side. “Nice dress, Tala,” I said, and Levi smiled as we shook hands. “Go die, Kai,” she said, and walked past me to the fridge as I chuckled. “Missed you, too, cousin,” I said, and she blinked once. “Better aim, next time,” she said, and Kiran laughed loudly.

"Mr. Moretti needs you to serve him tonight." Silence. Talia blinked. Once. Her mouth opened and nothing came out, her hand frozen halfway to her hair. Kira whispered. "What?" Talia pointed at herself. Slowly. One finger. Like she needed to confirm she was still physically present and accounted for in the room and the laws of logic still applied. "Are we sure he didn't mean me?" Madam Jessica didn't even look at her. Not a flicker, not a glance, not a single degree of movement in that direction.

Regardless, I didn't move, just arched a brow. She walked to me with her phone in her hands, her eyes gleaming with a spark of mischief. “The Moon Goddess is finally on my side,” she declared, waving the phone like a trophy. I narrowed my eyes. “What are you talking about?” She strutted the remaining few steps between us and shoved the screen toward my face. “This.” It was a news headline, bold, in-my-face, and impossible to ignore: “Alpha Scott’s Mark Couldn't Work on Famous Mia Ortega: Luna Ceremony in Chaos”

“Yes, we are.” “No, we’re not.” She grins. “ Is the Alpha scared?” I scowl at that . “Absolutely not.” Talia tilts her head. “Then prove it.” Damn it. No matter what they tell you, let me tell you this...Friends are the worst. We get dressed and came down the stairs. This wasn't my idea by the way, Talia says she wants her moment and proceeded to pulled me with her. We came down the stairs and I swear all their jaws dropped. I have never seen anything like it. I was wearing a black short sheath dress. Talia was in red and she looked smoking hot. The guys all look away but Noah continues to stare at me.

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

He groaned inaudibly. " So... Will you help me?" Thoma stared at Scarlett, a frown on his face. " I'm not doing this for you." He stated before furrowing his brows in thought. " What is it you want me to do?" He asked. Scarlett let out a sigh, smiling for the first time since she stepped foot into that house. " I want you to to create a scandal. One so big, neither of them will be able to get out without my help." She replied.

"My claws can do nothing against Stilinski. When the Territory Alpha wants a piece of land, you better hand the scrolls over or prepare to be slaughtered." Talia turns on him, her old she-wolf scent turning furious and bitter. "Scott, are you even a male wolf? You act so high and mighty in our council room, but you are nothing but a spineless, tail-tucked coward!" Having just taken a brutal beating and now being insulted by an old female, Scott's expression twists into pure malice. He spits bloody saliva onto Talia's shoes.

Scott jumps in, obviously getting the same impression that I was from Detective Doug and wanting to nip it in the bud before offending either myself or Raul. “Yes, Alpha Scarlett contacted me earlier today, alerting me about the strange scents that her patrols picked up around her pack lands. I came out here to get the scents for myself so I’d know what to be alert for around my own pack lands. By the time she and I were done discussing everything, a meeting with Leader Bruno was set-up for tomorrow—well, I guess later this morning now—so it made more sense for me to stay the night instead of heading home.” Raul explains. Okay, so it’s not EXACTLY the truth, but it’s not an outright lie, eit