Novel & Cerita Talica 12 Ii

“Bring it up.” Immediately, a detailed map of the world displays across the monitors with red dots on some places and some set of numbers and letters running along their side. “I’ve chosen a few heavy-duty missiles from all over the world, Mia,” he explains. “You use your Tekna power to launch them on those red dots on the map. That's the only one way the missiles can be launched without the governments being able to detect and stop them.”

Being soaked with iced tub to make herself deathly pale then almost suffocate herself with hand warmers to make her temperature rise several degrees. The assistant that checked Talia’s temperature shook her head tremblingly. When she saw Talia punching her bed, she flinched reflexively. She almost took a step back which would only make her position worse. Talia was too angry to pay attention to her assistants. In a stern voice, she said: “Then make it right the next or else…”

"Leo's child is also a Donovan child, right? If I have Leo’s baby, that’ll secure everything." Wiping away her tears, Talia stormed out, her mind set on her plan. She rushed to a pharmacy on her way home, grabbing a pregnancy test kit with trembling hands. When she got home, she hurried to the bathroom, her heart pounding in her chest. She followed the steps carefully, her hands shaking as she held the test in front of her.

It was always a very soothing action for Talia, she wondered whether her biological mother used to do this for her when she was upset as a young pup. Feeling clean and refreshed, she turned off the water and wrapped her hair in a towel before drying herself with another. Poking about in her toiletry bag, Talia found her favouite jasmine scented moisturiser. As it absorbed into her flesh, she couldn't help but marvel at the softness of her skin. Throwing on her matching emerald coloured bra and panties set, followed by a oversized t-shirt with 'BITE ME' emblazoned across it and a plain pair of navy leggings, Talia stood at the mirror and scrutinised her appearance.

None of them dared to say anything. Lucas smiled and looked at Seamus faintly. "Then, why are you still daydreaming? Hurry up and get going." Seamus heard that and snapped out of it. He quickly fled from the plaza at the fastest speed he had ever reached in his life. "You're so great, senior," Talia whispered to Lucas. Although Talia had Grade SS Genetic Talent, she was less than 10-years-old. Currently, she was only a Level 5 Awakened One. Nevertheless, she could make out how scary Lucas was.

Ondina Larkspur got down on one knee to propose to her mate, Alpha Ezra cross, and he laughed, called her a fat pig into a live microphone, and chose her own pregnant sister, Ivy instead. Broken, she does the one thing left to build a family on her own terms: artificial insemination. But the hospital hands her the wrong vial, containing Talon Sterling’s sperm, an Alpha who’s been hunting his fated mate for ten years. Once her doctor runs her bloodwork, Ondina learns she’s not the woman nobody wanted. She’s the last heir to a bloodline a rival kingdom already went to war to erase once. She has two options now, keep this secret to protect herself and unborn child or, fight everyone th

Luna teases, her lips twitching as she throws me a smile, clearly holding back laughter. “Uhm… uhm, let me try again.” Jasper rummages through his bag one more time, muttering under his breath as glass clinks softly. “I got it, yeah,” he exclaims suddenly, straightening as he pulls out a small, fish-like container. “Have this, Talia; it’s a scientific soap. It will wipe the smoke off your body and return your normal color.”

Lucien had finally sent her package, which was more pressing at the moment. Talia set the package down and opened the box. Just like she suspected. Wolfsbane and some other supplies. Napkins for her period and some tonic for the pain, then extra bandages for her chest as well. Talia smiled, and held up the bottle of the wolfsbane. She noticed it wasn’t much and frowned. This would last maybe a week if she used it well. Talia hoped everything was okay with him. She set the wolfsbane aside and checked the box but there was nothing else attached to it.

🩷Talia🩷 The firelight painted warm gold across the stone walls, flickering shadows dancing like ghosts of old. Talia sat on the edge of the bed Ronan had insisted she take, wrapped in a heavy wool blanket that still didn’t stop the chill in her blood. It wasn’t the cold. It was what she remembered—the Beast’s breath against her neck, the weight of its claw, the sensation of being watched by something ancient and hungry even before it attacked.

She had a feeling he would not take any kind of pity well. “Pizza will be here in ten. Until then, take a shower and relax a little.” “Shower?” his lips pulled up in a tired smile. “Nothing to do with Becky?” The smile died on her lips and an annoyed brow went up. “Two for one.” He laughed, quietly shaking his head. He pushed off the couch like an old man with a crinkly back and headed for the bathroom. Talia took the space next to where he had occupied earlier and turned on her laptop. Bringing up N*****x, she searched for a movie that would put a child to sleep. She was going to bore this insomniac to slumberland. As she searched, she remembered his earlier admission in confused wonder.