Thalia X Reyna Novels & Stories

Healers went among them with sad attitudes. "Sheila," a voice said. Dr. Lysandra was the chief healer. Her face was filled with concern as she approached me. "I'm glad you're here." "What can I do?" I inquired, feeling an intense need to assist. "We don't know what this is," Lysandra said. "Our normal therapies are not working.

“And what now?" Adrian looked at Thalia with a half-smile. Looking at Adrian triumphantly, Thalia said, "Not only has my strength been restored, but I've also become even stronger! Even those three old guys are no match for me!" "And?" Adrian asked again. "So, it's time for you to die!" Thalia shouted as it lunged at Adrian. Adrian fell silent for a moment when he saw Thalia charging at him with its dragon claw. Just when he drew his swords, Thalia suddenly stopped, and its face became pale with fear. Thalia’s expression flitted between horror and surprise as it looked at Adrian.

The air in the room shifted, “But I can't remember where I saw those set if eyes” “Yes, that's true. He didn't take any of your eyes” Silver observed. “Riya! Oh yes, I remember. Riya” The spoon Stella was holding dropped into her place with a thundering shattering sound. “I'm sorry” she regained composure but her face lost its colors already “Who's Riya?” Aiden asked, I looked Into the eyes of each one of them. Mom, Silver and Aiden are curious to know who Riya is. Fear and disbelief was over Stella's face while Lucian seems more interested in know more about who I'm talking about

My gaze gets stuck on the kids, one looks very much like Thalia. “Say hi to my friend.” Thalia prompts. Nova's daughter stares between us, scratching her head. “Are you a lawyer too?” “Yes.” “Cool.” They both swoon, “I'm Katie Rose Morello and this is Arabella Venus Winslow.” Now I get a better look at Alpha's daughter and, I know I'm not imagining things, she looks like Thalia did when she was young, almost identical. “Lovely to meet you both. I'm Amara.”

I said and we laughed. “I wanted to cross-check the calendar again,” Jaxon said amidst laughter. "Tell me about it," I said, chuckling as I sat down opposite them. "Feels good to be home." Jaxon leaned back in his chair, eyeing me with open curiosity. "So? How was Axelland? Word reached us about the celebration. Sounds like it was quite the event." I nodded. "It was... intense." They waited, patient, as I gathered my thoughts. "I met Alpha Damien. Strong leader. Fair but fierce. His Luna, Lyra, she's special, as you already know. You can feel it when you're near her. She holds real power. They're a force together."

Sir Thaddeus, Lady Blackstorm, Xander and Thalia. Were engaged in a conversation with some reputable people.While Eadmon led me to stand with the other maids. “Hi I am Solene. Miss Voleta's personal maid She is Countess Gwendolyn’s daughter, what about you?” A young girl around my age introduced herself. “I am Princess Thalia's Personal maid, she is the soon to be wife of Xander Blackstorm Alpha Of SilverMoon Pack.” I introduced myself as well. “Oh how nice. You know it's quite hard to be a personal maid. Other maids think that we are lucky but they don't know what we go through. We personal maids need to stick together.” She said, staring at me deeply waiting for my response.

"A low-ranking Omega—do you have the right to speak here? Shut up!" Helena's voice cut through the air like a whip crack. She stood up abruptly, her chair scraping harshly against the floor. Without warning, she lifted her foot and kicked Sera squarely in the ribs. The force sent Sera stumbling backward, her hands clutching her side as she gasped in pain. "Shameless creature!" Helena snarled, her maternal instincts fully awakened. "Dare to use despicable methods to bewitch my son, destroy the Alpha and Luna bond, and cause the death of the pack's only heir!"

How are we going to do all this without being jealous of each other? “It will be something,” Malachi says, placing his hands into the pockets of his pants. “But I suppose it’s one way to unite our kingdoms; the Goddess is forcing our hands.” We continue the rest of the walk in silence, but as soon as we get to the hotel suite and open the door, all three of our hearts literally stills. Reyna is standing in the middle of the room, her dark hair is damp and she’s wearing only a towel wrapped around her slender body. She sees us and the balls of her cheeks redden, then she takes a step back.

​"Long live High Alpha Lysander! Long live High Luna Thalia!" ​The thunderous cheers of millions of Lycans exploded all at once, violently shaking the heavy stone walls of the obsidian castle with a deafening, roaring echo. Thalia was officially crowned as the highest penguasa of the entire continent. ​Yet, in the very middle of that frenzied, chaotic noise, I could feel Lysander’s gaze darken once again with a hungry, feral lust. The man didn't give a damn about the cheers of his people. He instantly swept my body off the floor, catching me in a rough, possessive bridal carry.

***RENA*** “You look so beautiful,” Thalia, my best friend said, tears threatening to spill. “Don't,” I begged with my eyes, “if you cry, I'll cry and we don't want our makeup getting ruined, so please don't,” I begged and she nodded with a smile, trying her best to push back the tears. “I can't believe it, you know Rena?” Thalia uses her hands to fan her eyes. “I can't either, I mean, this isn't fully all I've always wanted, but the moon goddess has granted a huge part of it,” I said, almost teary, I also began to fan my eyes with my hands.