Tanya Chapter 32 Novels & Stories

Chapter 26: I Am Covered Amelia Damien helped me to the living room where he handed me the remote. As I flipped through the channels, he sat down next to me and brought my legs up to lay on his lap and it was more comfortable. My feet throbbed with every movement, wishing to never have to walk again. “One of the maids is bringing more cream.” He said, looking at the swollen and red blisters. The thought of the maid is crazy, how do people willingly want to clean? Especially in a mansion like this. As if on cue, the older lady with salt and pepper hair walked in with a tube of ointment. She handed it to him with a smile.

Her interactions with the Kalaloch pack made that abundantly clear. Whether she felt up to it or not, Tia knew it was time to go. She was not a child anymore, and she needed to do this one last thing for her father. Tatiana would at least have until the funeral to come up with a better plan. She flipped back the covers but still could not get herself to sit up. Getting out of this bed and facing what lay ahead was going to take one small step at a time. POV Carina

“Nathan... I need to talk to you about something important.” Nathan stood up, his eyes reflecting both concern and curiosity. He gently took Talia's hand, silently conveying his readiness to listen. “Of course, Talia. You know I'm here for you. What's on your mind?” Talia took a deep breath, savoring the tranquility of the park before summoning the courage to share her innermost thoughts. “I've been given a tremendous opportunity, Nathan. I've been cast on the reality TV show I've always dreamt of.”

Lydia said in an almost breaking voice. " Miss tanya, are you okay? Please say something." The doctor who was sitting beside the bed asked. " I don't think I'm okay." Tanya said after some seconds. " Why, what's wrong, are you feeling pain anywhere?" Lydia asked with concern evident in her voice. " I'm not feeling any pain anywhere." Tanya said. The doctor looked confused as he asked again." Then, why aren't you okay? " I can see very clearly now. I mean, I'm not blind anymore." Tanya said.

TAKEN thirty two Allen and Marcus gently brings Clark down from the car. He wouldn't let them come home alone. He said he wanted to stay with his sons a bit longer, since they won't be staying at his place. They assisted him to the door and when they opened it. The shock that lay on their face was unexplainable. Allen eyes widened at the woman that sat on the couch who was also in a confused state. Clark staggered as he set his eyes on Bella, Marcus immediately held him for balance. Bella rose to her feet as her face wrote surprise seeing these three together. Wherever Allen met Marcus and Clark she didn't know. But this isn't looking real. At all. For some moment she thought of how long sh

Maverick The moment Zlata left, the hospital room door was kicked open with such violence I was surprised the wood didn't splinter. Standing there was a furious panthera. Tanya’s eyes were narrowed to slits, her arms folded tightly across her chest, and her nostrils flaring with every ragged breath. She was practically boiling over. “You look hot when you’re angry. Lock the door, sweetheart,” I teased, my voice a low drawl. “I always look hot,” she spat, but she obeyed, turning the deadbolt with a sharp click.

I knew those heavy footsteps. Tanya stepped into the room. Her leather armor was torn and stained with dried blood. She looked tired, but her amber eyes still burned with loyalty, and something else that had not disappeared. Jealousy. “The healers are busy,” I said calmly, dipping the cloth back into warm water. “I opened the vault. I know how the medicine works.” Tanya moved to the other side of the bed. She looked down at Killian. Her expression softened in a way that almost hurt to see. She slowly lifted her hand toward his forehead, but stopped just before touching him.

I murmured softly, looking up into the servant's eyes. A tiny, microscopic tremor passed through his pupils as his gaze flicked to my silver eyes, then down to my chalice. He bowed again and quickly backed away, melting seamlessly into the crowd of bustling staff near the kitchen entrance. Across the room, Tanya’s knuckles turned white as she gripped the edge of her table. She leaned forward, her eyes practically begging me to take a sip. She wanted the weak omega to drop dead. She wanted the ghost to vanish before the morning tribunal could ruin her family's wealth.

“Thanks, Sloane. I mean that.” Sloane pulls out her phone and they exchange numbers—solidifying an unspoken alliance, a promise that they won’t let Mason’s wreckage keep tearing them apart. “Call me anytime. We’ll figure this out—together.” Brielle manages a small smile as they part ways, a little spark of hope in the middle of all the chaos. Tanya’s POV Tanya sat outside the main hall now, shoulders hunched, fingers clenched tightly around a bottle of water someone had shoved into her hands. Her head pounded, stomach twisting with shame, grief, and rage—all knotted together until she couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.

Tanya currently works at City A First Hospital and is a subordinate of Professor Smith. After Ivy's incident three years ago, Tanya replaced Ivy and began assisting Professor Smith. Leveraging his reputation, she quickly rose through the ranks at City A First Hospital and became the chief attending physician of the Orthopedic Surgery department in less than three years. However, only Professor Smith knew that Tanya's abilities didn't even come close to one-tenth of Ivy's. Seeing Professor Smith being so close to Ivy and completely ignoring her, Tanya made a sarcastic remark, "Professor, why are you still so good to this criminal disciple?"