Wanda Darling Novels & Stories

“Do you remember Wanda?” He pauses, his fingers freezing mid-motion. “Wanda?” he repeats, the name falling flat, unfamiliar. I nod, forcing the word past the tightness in my throat. “Yes. She was your Luna.” He hums softly, distracted. “Was she?” I study his face, searching for any flicker of recognition but there is nothing. Not even confusion. Just a vague, polite curiosity. “She had brown hair. Curly, long and she is the pack doctor for the Northlands.”

She is a hybrid A wolf of high breed For her to rule this terrain It is vital that she is trained -PenaciousShewa “Kayola! Stop that or you will injure yourself!” Wanda warns her feisty twelve-year-old. The cute young girl is trying to get to the ceiling by climbing the wall of the room. Wanda wonders why she is so active. “Mummy, I want to go up, please,” Kayola pleads. Wanda nods her head in the negative, not knowing what else to say.

“Am I selfish to not want another boy to be Alpha of Black Hills?” “I think Princess Vale will make an excellent Luna,” Wanda says. “She is just like you with her father’s eyes. You remember my Aunt was your Nursemaid, your mother couldn’t nurse you so my Aunt filled in. You my Luna were just like Vale, from day one you started a routine and to hell with everyone else your routine would not be changed. You were ready for a morning feeding at 4am, you could set a clock by you. You can set a clock by Vale as well.’

However, Caeruleus moved behind them and pushed their backs so they will forcefully bow before the Dark Child. “Show yourself!” Finrod dared. The one in the center moved to get rid of the hood. To their surprise, it revealed a female face. “I am the Dark Child.” The woman almost looked the same as Ellaine except for her silver hair. “Prince Finrod, it is nice of you to come visit my palace.” He tried to be freed of the lashed rope but he was wake and injured. “And you, Inwë, long time no see?” Ellaine looked behind her and saw no one. She looked back at the Dark Child who still looked at her directly.

That, I could tell from her distinct scent. "She is a maid and has no place in our lives, Zander neither does a human." "She belongs to us. Let her know" he growled possessively but I wasn't about to listen to him. The attraction I'd felt towards her had been shattered by her low status. An Omega was in fact, better than her. I stood by the door, glaring at the girl while Zander continued urging me to claim her. But I didn't bulge. My decision was final.

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

Ari asked, with intrest. Hans stayed silent and that made us look at him, with suspicion. "Hans?" "1692 we will have the first female of both the Djinn and Wendigo race. She will be the only Djinn left." He whispered. "She'll become Queen because of the Fae and of Wendigos, because the Elders and the Djinn will be dead. We don't know who it is though. Just that she'll be the mate of John R. E. Brickenden."

That was also the day I met my companion and my wolf Jada. “She’s gone, Lauren.” Jada said and then added, “She’s so incomparably beautiful. Beautiful as always, just like you." I rolled my eyes at her for comparing me to the Goddess. I am Bianca Lauren Blaze, the only child of Alex Blaze, the former Alpha king. But my new pack members know me as Lauren Hackman. My life has always been a series of battles, but these battles have made me stronger. So yes, I am a warrior in my pack.

For all I know they did, this is far enough in the future that I may have become a powerful, competent witch. “Now all of you, go get cleaned up and come help make snacks. The council is coming and I won’t have my family acting so unmannered. Theo, Delphi, and Percy,” she then turns to the other three soccer players, Rafe’s friends. “You remember where everything is, right?” “Yes Luna,” the nod before trudging up the stairs. The scene fades away. Standing before us is the little girl from the vision that Evander first sent me so long ago, before we knew one another and started to love one another.

None of it surprised her anymore. She almost teared up when she read her dad’s message. ‘Remember your name. Stand tall.’ She squared her shoulders and repeated what he had taught her from the moment they had realised she was not one of them. She was Ava Morgan, daughter of Alpha Roland Morgan, and she didn’t take shit from anybody. If only that were true. Her shoulders sagged again as her mind tried to pull her back to the torturous years she had endured living among the wolves. Even the Alpha and his four sons had failed to keep her safe from that.