Wanda And Natasha Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

As she tried to run she came face to face with the wolf that had passed but in fear and panic and more like confusion Natalia ran back behind the tree she had been standing at and tried to see the wolf when their eyes met and he gave her some sort of funny look. Now she knew, she was in a wolves territory and the wolf that had passed by her were actually three they were all super talk and could have the height of 6'1 they had absolutely beautiful sculptured bodies and for some reason Nathalia was sad at the fact that she could not hear what they were saying. But they were talking and looking at her. After what seemed to be thirty seconds they turned to look at her as she had stood there not

She ordered for some maids to bring some first aid to treat my wounds. “I’m a werewolf Natasha, I’ll heal naturally in little time” I protested. “Not if it has an infection”, she argued. The air becomes charged with a mixture of vulnerability and suppressed emotions. Natasha's unwavering presence invites me to let go, to release the burdens I've carried for so long. Yet, I fight against it, unwilling to expose the depths of my emotions. As she finishes cleaning my wounds, Natasha glances up, meeting my gaze once again. There's a softness in her eyes, an understanding that transcends words. She reaches out, placing a hand on my cheek, her touch both tender and comforting.

Natalia pulled away from my arms, crossing her arms over her chest as she looked at me “but what we can do is run” “Run?” I asked frowning in confusion. “It’s been a while since I’ve shifted, and…” “Oh” I smirked “race?” “That would be unfair considering that you have supersonic speed” Natalia teased “but a fair run would be nice” “Okay. So, how about we have dinner, then the two of us go out for a run around the territory? It would be outside the border of the Estate, don’t worry about that; but we’ll also need to stay away from pedestrians who would worry about seeing two wolves running around” I remember a time when a young couple did catch me once. They both believed that they saw a ghos

Looking at all the machines connected to her, as well as the IV needle in her hand, Natalie's nose stung with sadness. Wanda was only three years old, yet she had to endure such suffering. How much pain had she been in? And yet, she still forced herself to smile, just so she wouldn't worry Natalie. Natalie rubbed her eyes and gently stroked Wanda's hair. "Go to sleep, Wanda. I'll stay right by your side. Once you fall asleep, it won't hurt anymore." Wanda wrapped her small fingers around Natalie's hand and blinked her pretty eyes. "Mommy, it doesn't hurt at all. I've already gotten used to it."

Tangled Web Natasha's POV~ I was seated on the velvet chair, my laptop broadcasting Valenticia’s Lovtan summit speech, and each word hit me like another pin to the flesh. Standing at the podium in a sapphire gown on Saturday, her voice steady: “Those lies — created audios, fake contracts — won’t break Clawford. We’ll get up with New Dream, constructioning Wyllbron’s future.” Her composure was maddening, a slap to my plots, her jade hairpin-like a crown I’d never wear. The pain burned in my chest, and jealousy raked across it as the crowd roared and her victory sneered at Vakette’s ruin. Nails dug into my palms, anger, I was trembling—she was taking everything from me, even Dmitri’s heart.

He walked up to her and reached out to caress her cheek. "You know damn well which buttons to push in order to get me to do something I don't want to." Although he wasn't angry, he had a steely gaze. "I am trying to be nice, Selena. Why are you making things difficult?" "Am I?" She raised an eyebrow. "I am also being nice, Cayden. "Natasha is a powerful wolf, and she has been your acting Luna for a long time; besides, she loves you. Though she is a little unconventional, she still loves you. Why not take her as your mate?"

I couldn't control my body as it flew me toward Zack's home. Zack was lying in the middle of a chaotic mess. His arms and legs had been tied up. Wanda, who looked disheveled and unkempt, had injected an anesthetic into him and was smiling at him sinisterly. "How many times has it been? Why do you keep sleeping with other wolves when you already have me?" Wanda had completely lost her mind. Holding a silver dagger, she slowly approached Zack, looking like a demon that was out for blood. "No one else can have what I can't have. I'm going to kill you. Once you're dead, we can be together forever…"

Natalie Windsor appeared beside me, her pure-blood alpha speed allowing her to snatch my phone before I could even unlock it. "Looking for help?" Natalie asked coolly, her silver hair gleaming under the medical center's lights. "How pathetic." Whitney's eyes flashed with momentary frustration at my attempted evasion, but seeing Natalie intercept my call for help seemed to calm her slightly. Still, her enhanced claws flexed with obvious eagerness to continue her dominance display. She stepped forward again, her beta wolf radiating aggression. I braced myself for another blow, but Natalie's pure-blood presence suddenly flared between us.

“You’ll never be accepted here as Luna. Never. You might’ve gotten most of them to pledge loyalty, but you’re naïve if you think they all meant it.” “Amen,” muttered a witchy voice. Natalie turned toward Grace. “Hey, Widow Twankey. Still alive? Huh. Guess those voodoo dolls don’t work after all.” “Yes, yes, make your jokes, hussy.” “Who said I was joking?” A cruel smirk tugged at Sharon’s mouth. “I’ll bet it hurts knowing you’ll never run with Dominic in your wolf form.” It did, but Natalie refused to let her see it. “You know, I can’t understand why you’d ruin such gorgeous blonde hair by dyeing your roots black.”

Her gaze was calm and certain. "Don't worry," Wanda said quietly. "There will be plenty of people coming here in the future." "Yeah," Paisley replied, her pheromones perfectly steady. She knew some things just needed to be left to time. As Wanda left, she walked past Sandra with her back completely straight. But after taking a few steps toward the gates, she kept looking back, tears shimmering in her eyes. Her wolf let out a silent, sorrowful whine, as if bidding farewell to an unexpected but unforgettable chapter of her life.