Wanda Pietro Novels & Stories

I hissed, my fists tightening. “It’s worse than that,” Lotanni added, her voice dropping further. “Petrusia is the thirteenth princess of the werewolf territory, Króna. The guards are here to protect her, not us.” My insides boiled. Petrusia, with her perfect silver hair and smug smile, lounged at the table like this was all a game. Was this what power meant to her? To laugh while others suffered?

Now the order sat between us with the quiet weight of an Alpha's command. His gaze did not waver. I turned the page. 'The Scarlet Raven may know Pandora carries the blood of the Moon Goddess. They may call her the Goddess of War because I have permitted it. They will never know the name Lunaria whispered over her cradle. Polycaste belongs to the celestial realm. Pandora belongs to me.' Disgust tightened my stomach. "That is why the Raven never connected the arena fighter to me," I said. "They were searching for Pandora Seitz," Faolan replied. "A dead Alpha. Not a nameless fighter calling herself Polycaste."

"Because it's directly up your alley." Mia chuckled, as if she was amused by what she had just said. "Oh, Waverly. I can tell you've done your research and I commend that. Pietro was…a mistake. Not part of the plan. But when you two started suspecting him, I couldn't just let him take the credit for what we did. So, when he showed up in the woods searching for answers, I gave him the easiest one." At this, she grinned and her pointed front teeth showed.

Unsurprisingly, she hated me instantly, especially considering the history between her mother and Elijah. "Let her in," Catherine ordered. Catherine's daughter opened the door wider and walked over to her mother, sitting at a vanity while someone styled her hair. "What's she doing here, Mom?" she asked, giving me another sharp look. "I need to talk to her about something, Wanda," Catherine replied. So Elijah and Catherine's daughter was named Wanda. I tried to remember: the last time Catherine and Elijah were together was in their twenties. That would make Wanda 18? Only one year younger than me?

But I was relatively calm because I knew that Jake was right behind me. “Danika Williams, you look like an angel, you have such a beautiful face and… a voluptuous body.” he whispered the last part but I heard it and I almost felt my ovaries climbing back in. When I saw him approaching me for a hug, I panicked. Oh fuck, what should I do? “Sir, you are not allowed to touch Ms. Williams. I am sorry.” Jake says to him, unapologetically and pulls a chair out for me before Richard Walts has a chance to do it.

_Aurora’s POV_ “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Wanda asked, and three pairs of eyes snapped to her. Cosmo looked confused, different emotions running across his face. What was she doing? Wanda’s gaze flickered to me before they moved back to Adrian. “Explain.” He turned to face her fully. “Yes, Steph… explain..” Cosmo said and my lips opened in an ‘o’ shape. So her name was Steph. I’d leave it as Wanda. It’s too much stress to change names.

Kaiser glanced at Kyra, who gave him a nod of silent agreement. "Sure" ...... In the witch lair, Wanda is like a caged animal. First, she thought Dane was Kyra's mate. So she marked him and used him to take over Kyra's body. But it didn't work. Later, she thought of using someone else as a scapegoat to fool Kyra. So she tried to hypnotize Creed and forced him upon Kyra under the guise of fated mates. Wanda thought that Kyra might give in. Because finding your fated mate is considered a blessing. But Kyra didn't budge or accept Creed as her mate. Wanda thought that forcing Creed to mate with Kyra on the full moon might work. But no one knew where she had been then. Now, Wanda learned that Kyr

A deluge of questions bombarded her. Save for details concerning her identity and past, Mila addressed every inquiry with unwavering transparency. As a result, increasingly specialized scientists realized that this outwardly gentle and demure woman was anything but ordinary. Despite her youth, her vast knowledge and formidable expertise rivaled seasoned professors. … Cole burst into the confines of Nathan's office, his demeanor urgent. "General Morrison." Nathan reclined in his chair, eyes shut in exhaustion. "What is it?" Cole persisted, "General Morrison, Wanda is a Sunteri. She's a chemistry major at the Sunterland National Defense University. But aside from that, her background remains a

"What happened? Did my sister bully you again?" Wanda's reply came between sobs. "She's the CEO of Glen Corporation. How can she single me out over such a trivial matter?" In reality, Judy couldn't care less about what had befallen Wanda. In fact, she secretly relished in Wanda's misfortune.

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte