Thalia X Reyna Novels & Stories

She simply stood and went to check on Selena. Selena's mind wasn't clear anymore, and she hardly recognized Thalia. Her mouth opened only to spit cruel curses. Thalia was used to it. She was numb now. There was hardly anything good left in her life. She was about to sell the only thing she still had—her looks. And worst of all? She would sell them to the one man she least wanted to be near.

A shudder shook her body on thinking what would have happened if it wasn’t for them. “We don’t have much time,” Celia urged. “The festivities will begin soon. Once it’s over, they’ll bring him out.” Tonight. His voice rang in her ears again. Aluxious will kill my brother tonight. Her features tightened. The plan was set in motion. The mundanes will soak the chains binding him with the specially concocted chemical that’d incinerate the metal. When it is time, the Lycan King will be free. *** Reyna stared at her mother unsure of her decision. These people needed her. Her friend needed her. Her usual assortment of perfumes was missing from the table today.

“Emma is not acting alone. Fernando knows… but he’s not fully in control anymore.” My knees weakened slightly. “What?” I whispered. The recording crackled. “There’s a third influence inside the pack. Someone above them both. The financial movement wasn’t just theft—it’s preparation.” My heart pounded. “Preparation for what?” I whispered. Then Elias’s voice dropped lower. “They’re preparing to replace the entire Luna line.” Silence. Absolute silence. My body went cold. Replace. Not remove. Replace the entire line. I turned slowly toward Damian. But before I could speak—

Thaila addressed her directly and that spiked Luna's interest in her. "Would you be so kind as to take a step forward, I'd like to take a look at you." Thalia looked at me unsure of what to do as Atlas took a step to the side. I nodded my head to tell her it was ok, the Luna wasn't gonna eat her. At least not literally. "Aren't you a beautiful new she-wolf?" The Luna said as she sized her up, but Thalia looked very unconformable. "Thaila is your name, is it not?" She asked her,

My heart sank as Ryder Blackmane, the Alpha's son, stood before the gathered pack, scanning the faces with apparent indifference, and declared, "I do not have a mate." Tears welled in my eyes, but I couldn't bear to let this false statement stand unchallenged. Pushing through the crowd, I confronted Ryder with a quivering voice. "It's not true!" I cried, drawing attention to myself. The surprise in his eyes was evident as he responded with disdain, "What do you mean, you low life?!" Undeterred by his hostility, I stood firm, chin held high. "Prince Ryder is my mate!" I proclaimed, desperately trying to assert the truth in the face of ridicule.

After a few moments, her eyes met mine and were filled with tears. “I promise that you’ll be safe now. It’s not just Caleb that will take care of you. I swear to you that I will take care of you as well. As will my pack. You are part of our family now, and we protect our family.” Thalia was at war with herself. It was not hard to guess what had happened, but I could not jump to conclusions. Goddess, help the world if it turns out to be true. I placed my hands on top of hers. I drew upon Moira’s healing ability and slowly began pushing it into her. It would not heal like Ziyah could, but it was better than nothing.

The questions swirled in my mind, a cascade of uncertainty. Vance, still holding me, observed the internal struggle etched across my face. "It's okay," he reassured, sensing the turmoil within. "We'll figure this out together, no matter who you are." As I gazed at the mirror, the truth echoed within me—I was Nadia, reborn with memories that transcended a single lifetime. "No we would not," I stayed as I looked at him. "We would not because I am not Iris. I am not your mate"

For a moment the air was heavy and her voice sharp as pain filled her eyes,but it was only for a moment and it disappeared soon after like it wasn't there “Tell me Shelia,do you think that the moon goddess granted you another chance if living just so that you could get revenge on this measley kingdom” I asked her, staring into her beautiful silver eyes,her face was full of confusion and uncertainty “You are full of magic,and your ability to heal proves it” I said holding her shoulder as I tried to stick the information into her “Your silver eyes proves it all…you are blessed,you are the prophecy” Shelia's POV “Your silver eyes proves it all…you are blessed, you are the prophecy”