The Four Horsemen Laura Thalassa นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He was unsure if he had heard her right. “Your mate!” he glared right at the alpha as he spoke. Abigail nodded her head and rushed over to Jacob the second she spotted him. “How is this possible that the moon goddess would bless you, the Alpha, with not only one mate, but two?” Antonio demanded to know. Jacob pushed Abigal off him in disgust. “King Lycan.” Jacob bowed to him.

“Lyra, please, don’t. This might be a trap if you chase after him.” “I don’t care about any of that.” I hissed. “I saw this in my dream, and on getting here, I saw his crest, Freya. I can’t stand by and do nothing.” Her eyes softened with concern. “Then, what about the prophecy…” “I don’t care about any damn prophecy!” I screamed, making Milo and Tessa exchange uneasy glances. At that moment, the lead rider staggered to his knees and brought out a piece of parchment. “Luna…he instructed me to give you this.”

​"...black witchcraft sect... a life of equal value..." ​I kicked the door off its hinges without knocking. ​Thalia stood in the center of the room, holding a letter with trembling fingers. Her skin was deathly pale, but her jaw was locked tight—the same frozen mask she had worn since the night she uncovered that journal. ​"What is that?" I hissed. ​Thalia looked up, her eyes meeting mine with that familiar, searing hatred—the same hatred that had never truly faded since she learned who I was. But beneath it, this time, was something else. A flicker of terror she was struggling to bury.

Her flat voice reminded me of the ups and downs my late mother went through before her demise. "This pack is for wolves and not humans. I don't know why you have not been eliminated but it's only a matter of time. We shall get the right Luna in place. Yeah... Very soon and she's just yards away," she continued. My subconscious mind went back to Anastacia... I gazed at her from the corner of my eyes. I gnawed my teeth as anger boiled inside me. For the few minutes we stared at each, l restrained myself from bouncing on her with kicks and blows.

The soft scent of moonflowers wafted from their direction, reminiscent of lunar nights. His human mother, Laura and Alexander from the capital sat poised, their elegant attire a testament to their stature. The subtle sheen of Laura's silver hair caught Tristan's eye, while Alexander's firm handshake still resonated in his memory. Athena, Tristan's mate, shone radiant at the front seat. Her raven hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night, framing her luminous complexion. Her eyes, bright as starlight, sparkled with pride. Lucas, Elara, and Eira from Dominion Pack flanked her, their robust presence a testament to their unwavering loyalty.

Torches ignited, and the culvert erupted in a maelstrom of fire, consuming the stone until only smoldering embers remained. "They will return," Hale stated. "This was merely the initial assault." Lucian's wolf form inclined towards her, offering comfort. She gently placed her hand upon her abdomen. The triplets responded with energetic movements, vibrant signs of life. However, the witch's chilling pronouncements echoed within her mind: Doors open. A shadow shifted above. Elder Marros stood at the rampart, observing. His expression was unreadable, his demeanor overly composed and calm. Talia's eyes narrowed.

He pulled out a small mirror. Ari rolled up her sleeve. Under the skin faint, like a tattoo of moonlight was a spiral crescent flanked by three dots. “The Hale Mark,” Lyra said. “It hasn’t been seen in over sixty years.” Jeremiah whistled. “Looks like things are about to get messy.” Far from the barn, in a forgotten church deep in the hills, Saris Thorne sat in a circle of wolves. They weren’t just beasts they were human beneath the fur. Pale skin, sharp eyes, mouths that could speak or kill without warning.

Naked. A guard hurriedly removed his coat and draped it over her. She put it tightly around herself, nodding in thanks. Enforcer Fay stepped forward, her expression unreadable. “ Laura. My office. Now!” Laura’s heart pounded. She gulped and nodded. She followed behind Fay. —————— The door slammed shut behind them. Enforcer Frok locked the door. Laura stood between them, heart still racing, legs barely stable. Fay’s voice was urgent. “You’re wolf. It’s Elara. The moon goddess’s daughter. The one meant to lead the war as said in the prophecy.”

Inviting Jason and his mate Thalia in, I politely asked her to take a seat. Thalia's presence brought a sense of calm to the room. Her confidence and poise were evident as she began to speak, elucidating the complexities surrounding Amara's true nature. I listened intently, absorbing each detail she shared, and it became clear that Amara was no ordinary wolf. She was a hybrid, a remarkable fusion of wolf and witch, destined for greatness if unbound appropriately.

He slapped the two sides of his horse, as he galloped more into the wood that was already dark. "Help." Thalia screamed for help as she heard the sound of a horse, galloping from a great distance. “shut up." The man lying on her slapped his hand on her face, his pants were already down and his arousal scent was all that was invading Thalia's nostrils. Thalia knew it wouldn't take long before the man would bury himself inside of her. Suddenly the man on that horse came close and he stopped right in front of them, although Thalia felt relief she was sure that a single man would not be able to take all these men, from the look of things, they were much more than what she expected.