Yelena Belova Mcu Novels & Stories

Elena stepped forward, her voice like ice. “I’m not your weapon. I’m not your pawn. And if you think I’ll give myself to you you don’t know me at all.” Vera stared at her surprised at first. Then amused. Then… cold. “So be it,” she whispered. The lights turned blood-red. The pod containing Calla began to descend into the floor. “NO!” Elena lunged, slamming her hands against the glass. “Let her go!” she shouted. Vera stepped back, activating the control panel.

New York to keep an eye on where they were at to find a small opening to help them escape when we did Alex went in as a lone wolf trying to find shelter that's how he ended up finding out Yovanna was his mate and her second chance mate. Once we had visual that he wasn't around California looking for both of them we had them settle here and help them change their names. So Katherine is Tatiana Sokolova Vasquez and Alejandra is Yovanna Martinez Vasquez' Luna Theresa explained 'this is so much information' JC says rubbing his forehead I walk up to him 'I'm Katherine Vasquez that's all you need to know my old life was Tatiana Sokolova I'm not her anymore all we need to do is plan what to do nex

The noise of the arena faded into a dull buzz. It was Elena. But it wasn't the Elena I knew. The Elena I knew wore oversized hoodies and looked exhausted. She wore glasses and no makeup. This woman was radiant. She wasn't wearing glasses. Her makeup was sharp, accentuating her eyes. She looked professional, powerful, and devastatingly beautiful. And she was wearing a Titan's ID badge around her neck. "No way," Sophia whispered beside me. Her grip on my arm tightened until her nails dug in. "Is that... is that her?"

“Varce Bosta you-” While she was still talking, different guards stormed in with their leader. Katerina Ivok. Before Yelena’s guard would react, they had all been sent to the ground with bullets. Katerina looked nothing like the fighter from earlier that was hit as she stood tall. Yelena’s eyes grew wide with shock. Her men were down and she was all alone with Boris and Malcolm, who of course would get shot down if they dare move. It was incredible. “You!” She growled. She felt, what? Betrayed? The fuck? She really thought Katerina was still on her side? She wasn't informed?

Patterson said over a loudspeaker. Elena returned to humanity, naked before military forces and news cameras, because survival was more important. "My name is Elena Volkov," she said. We don't threaten anyone. We're trying to stop Dmitri Volkov's war designed to force this confrontation." “You have two minutes left,” Patterson said. Elena answered a strange number on instinct despite the timing. Dmitri spoke clearly and happily. Hello, daughter. I'm watching your performance, but I've detonated bombs in Boston, Miami, and Portland while you negotiate. They'll detonate in five minutes unless Patterson withdraws his forces."

And Natov was here to ensure Nikolai Volkov bled by the gallon. “I don’t want her to know,” Dante said, firm. “Not about this alliance. Not about you. And certainly not about the past.” Natov’s gaze darkened. “Because you think she won’t forgive you?” “Because she won’t understand.” Silence stretched between them. Outside, rain began to splatter softly against the high windows. It was late, nearly midnight, and still Dante’s stomach churned with unease. “You know,” Natov said slowly, his voice turning pensive, “Yelena screamed his name when she died. Nikolai. She thought he would save her. But he was a kid”

“Alpha Kael won’t hold that against you. Not really. He’s not heartless. Just… guarded.” I swallowed hard. “Who was that woman? The one who stormed into his office?” “That,” Elena said with a grimace, “was Verya.” Wasn’t that the same girl those gossipy omegas were talking about? Verya. “She’s been around for a while. She’s nothing to Kael but a mistress, or should I say a bedroom woman, but she made everyone think she was something special to him because she sold her body to him. She’s beautiful, knows how to use it, and uses her closeness to him to bully others. A lot of people don’t like her.”

“You were always meant to join me. Together, we will awaken the Core. We will reshape this world.” Elena’s heart raced. “I’m not doing this,” she said, shaking her head. “I won’t let you control me.” But the figure just laughed, a cruel, mocking sound. “You have no choice, Elena. You are the only one who can wield the Core’s power. It has chosen you.” “No,” Elena said, her voice stronger now. “I’m not what you think. I won’t let you use me.” The figure’s expression darkened, and the ground beneath them rumbled. He raised his hand, and a blast of energy shot toward Elena, but Lucas was quicker. He threw himself in front of her, his body taking the brunt of the attack.

"You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!" The grip on my shoulder tightened painfully, crushing my still-healing body. "Take your hand off me!" I snapped, fighting against the Beta's strength. Suddenly, a shiny modern silver car pulled up, with Damon driving and Cassandra looking victorious and jealous beside him. The windows were rolled down. Cassandra's eyes narrowed as she said, "Damon, look! It is the poor Omega! I guess she is still obsessed with you even after all this time." Damon turned to me. His face was cold, and fishy. The sight of him, the memory

She was nothing more than a threat, not only to them, but also to her arrivals position Sienna De Luca, the woman that she should have eliminated. And now she was going to learn what it is to cross me. “Get me Nikolai,” I said coldly, not bothering to raise my voice. I didn’t have to. The guard outside the door heard me. They always did. Moments later, Nikolai stepped in. My beta. My oldest weapon. He raised an eyebrow at me for a moment before looking down at his feet, waiting to see what I was going to say. He bowed his head, his silver eyes gleaming with the kind of loyalty that Delilah had clearly forgotten. “You called, Alpha?”