Novel-novel oleh Ogala Miriam

AXELAs I stepped through the entrance of the magnificent lycan building, I couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment and frustration. The journey back to my pack had finally come to an end, but I was returning empty-handed, without fulfilling the purpose that had driven me to leave in the first place. I made a silent promise to myself as I walked in, "I promised Father I would keep it," I repeated, the words echoing in my mind like a mantra.As I entered the area where I expected to find the asshole and the rest of my deltas, I was met with an unsettling sight. The room was in disarray, and the atmosphere was thick with tension. But what caught my attention was the absence of the one person I had expected to see - my unknown goddess forbidden being. He was nowhere to be found, and a part of me wasn't surprised. I scanned the room, my eyes searching for any sign of my deltas, the ones who were supposed to be loyal and by my side. But to my surprise, most of them were nowhere

ELIANAAlesia's suggestion sparked a flurry of questions in my mind, and I found myself replaying the memory of the wolves. Yes, the smaller one was undoubtedly my father, but the larger wolf's presence lingered, haunting me with an uncanny sense of familiarity. Its features seemed etched in my memory, yet I couldn't quite grasp the connection. The wolf's piercing gaze, its rugged coat, and the way it moved with a quiet confidence all resonated deep within me, echoing a memory that remained just out of reach. As I struggled to place it, a shiver ran down my spine, leaving me with more questions than answers. Who was this mysterious wolf, and why did it feel so... familiar?"I don't quite remember what his wolf looks like," I replied, my mind racing as I tried to conjure up a mental image. I had seen his wolf form before, specifically during that trip when we went to collect the portion together. But for some reason, the memory remained elusive, taunting me with its absence. Frustr

Elaina“Aaaaaaaah.”I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat as I sat up with a start, my heart racing. The nightmare still lingered, its darkness clinging to me like a shroud. I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that lingered long after I woke up.I stood up, my hand clutching my head as if trying to hold in the thoughts that swirled chaotically. "What could it possibly mean?" I repeated to myself, the echoes of the nightmare still resonating deep within me. The uncertainty was maddening.The same nightmare, the same wolf. A sudden realization hit me, and my eyes widened as a single thought crystallized in my mind. "Maybe it's trying to tell me that my so-called calm father is on the chase for me again," I muttered aloud, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. "Yes, that's it. Maybe that's the interpretation of the dream." I guess so.The fear that gripped me in the dream felt...different. It was a primal, visceral terror that seemed to seep into my bones. I knew my father w

AXELMy eyes widened in shock as I stared at him, incredulous. "How is that possible?" I demanded, my voice laced with skepticism. I thought back to the precautions I'd taken, ensuring the Shakhar altar was heavily guarded. "I made sure it was secure," I added, my mind racing with questions."When did this happen?" I asked Tom, who met my gaze with a somber expression. His face told me he was well aware of the significance of the altar, and the weight of the news hung heavily between us."Last night, Alpha," Tom replied, his voice grave. I pressed him for more information, my mind racing with possibilities. "Is there any clue who did this?" I asked, knowing that the destruction of the altar was no accident. The question hung in the air, and I felt my thoughts spinning out of control as I tried to pinpoint the culprit."We need to go check it out," I took a step forward, but Tom's hand on my arm stopped me. "I don't think we should rush back without a plan or knowing who did this and

AXELAs the door closed behind her, I justified her fate to myself. My eyes remained fixed on the empty space, my mind eerily blank, as if the void in front of me had sucked out all thought.I drew a deep breath, the unexpected turn of events catching me off guard.My prey had turned out to be a captivating prize, her beauty illuminated under the moon's gentle glow. Yet, with thirty days to secure my objective, I was resolute in my commitment to my father and myself – every word spoken would be binding, every promise made would be fulfilled.The knock at the door soured my expression, and I assumed it was Eliana on the other side. The scowl on my face was a reflex, born from the knowledge that seeing her would only prolong the mental image of her that I was trying to shake."Come in," I said, my voice detached. The door creaked open, and my furrowed brow relaxed slightly as I saw Tom standing there, his face etched with concern. The look in his eyes was enough to tell me that somethi

ELIANAAs he spoke, each word felt like a weight dropping into the depths of my soul, making my heart sink further with every passing moment. The stern expression on his face was a mask, one that revealed nothing, not even a glimmer of empathy. I had expected...more. I had hoped that he would listen, that he would care about the stories I'd shared, about the pain my father had inflicted upon me. But his indifference was a cold, harsh reality. He didn't seem to care that I'd been treated like a slave, that my life had been one of servitude and hardship. The words he spoke were simple, yet they cut deep, piercing my already wounded heart like knives. "I will do as you say, Alpha. We don't know each other, and I only work for you." I spoke the words, but they felt like ash in my mouth, bitter and hollow.His words hung in the air, a subtle warning that seemed to vibrate with unspoken consequences. "You wouldn't want to do otherwise," he said, his tone low and even, yet somehow menacin

ISABELLA As I quickly moved away from Zade, a wave of embarrassment washed over me. I couldn't help but hope that my mom hadn't witnessed the exchange, or worse, that she wasn't jumping to any conclusions. Panic began to set in as I thought about how she'd react - she'd be furious, and I'd have to apologize profusely. My mind was racing with different scenarios, but before I could process any of it, my mom's next words cut through my thoughts."Oh, Bella and Zade, it seems like you guys are getting along quite well," she said, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. I felt a wave of relief wash over me as I realized I must have misread the situation earlier, and I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding. Zade didn't seem fazed by the situation before my mom spoke . I wondered if he thought it was normal to have a romantic relationship with his step-sister. Did he not consider the potential consequences or the unconventional nature of their relationship? Or was he simply c

ISABELLA My heart sank as I turned to face Zade, his gaze piercing through me. I felt a wave of mortification wash over me, and I wished the earth would swallow me whole to escape his intense stare.He stood there, looking like he'd just stepped out of a shower, water droplets cascading down his chiselled chest from his damp hair.I couldn't help but feel like I was trapped in a rom-com, with Zade as the ridiculously handsome leading man. The kind of guy who makes your heart skip a beat just by being in the same room.His face was etched with annoyance, and I scrambled to come up with a plan to defuse the situation, desperately searching for an escape route from this awkward confrontation.I stuttered out an apology, feeling like a total jerk. "I’m sorry, I was actually looking for you to, uh, ask for a favour." Yeah, I was a horrible liar, and as soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I sounded super sketchy. But weirdly, I felt like he was actually buying it, which only made me f

ISABELLA The silence in the house was deafening, and I couldn't help but wonder where everyone was.I glanced around cautiously, ensuring I wasn't being followed, before making my way stealthily to the room I suspected belonged to Sam.Honestly, finding my way around this massive house was a total pain. It was like, a never-ending maze, and I was getting super frustrated trying to locate Sam's room.My instincts screamed that this was Sam's room. The door stood out - it was the largest I'd seen so far, and there was something enigmatic about it. I couldn't explain why, but everything about it felt off, and I was convinced that this was the room I was searching for.Just as I was about to enter, my phone's shrill ringtone pierced the air, freezing me in my tracks. I muttered a curse under my breath as I glanced at the screen to see who was calling at such an inconvenient time.The sight of Ariana's name on my screen slightly cleared the fog from my mind. I hesitated for a moment, wond

ISABELLA "What?!" I exclaimed, my cheeks flushing with a mix of surprise and embarrassment as I met his teasing gaze.He took a step closer, his face bending down towards mine, his warm breath caressing my skin. "You heard me right, mi Tesoro," he whispered, his voice low and husky. For a fleeting moment, I found myself lost in the depths of his perfect brown eyes, my heart skipping a beat.The memory of that night lingered, and for a moment, I wished we could relive it. But I quickly pushed the thought aside. "How many times have I warned you not to call me that?" I tried to sound stern as I shifted back, creating some distance between us. The movement helped to clear my head, which had been clouded by the intoxicating scent of his cologne that had filled my nostrils."You know I can't stop," he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he took another step closer. I reactively brought my hand up, palm facing outward, as if to physically halt his approach. "Don't come any close

ISABELLA "Is everything okay?" my mom asked, noticing my reaction as I stared at my phone. "Uh, no...nothing, Mom," I stuttered, trying to brush it off. "Just Ariana telling me some gossip about someone."She totally bought it - why wouldn't she? There was no reason for her to suspect that the person I was talking to was her own stepson. I felt a pang of guilt for even thinking of him that way; it was a harsh reminder that our world was indeed very small."Shall we get packing?" my mom asked, and before I knew it, we were done. She had packed enough for an eternity, despite insisting it was just a weekend getaway. "You never know what you might need," she always said, but I couldn't help but tease her about preparing for a permanent relocation.As the chauffeur swung open the door, I stepped out onto the driveway and was immediately struck by the grandeur of the building before me. The mansion loomed above, its towering spires and turrets reaching toward the sky like giant's fists.

ISABELLAMy mom rushed into my room in an instant, her eyes frantically scanning the space to see what could have triggered my sudden, ear-piercing scream."Why did you scream like that?" My mom asked, her arms crossed over her chest, her brow furrowed in concern, but also with a hint of annoyance, as if she was already defensive, anticipating that whatever I was about to say would be something she didn't want to hear."Come see," I said, my eyes locked on hers, watching for her reaction as I gestured for her to come closer.She hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, her eyes scanning the computer screen, and when she saw the picture, her expression changed, her eyes widening in shock.The room fell silent, the tension palpable, before my mom finally spoke up, her voice trembling slightly."How recent is this picture?" she asked, her eyes fixed on the screen, her tone laced with a mix of shock, concern, and a hint of fear.I quickly checked the information and replied to her al

Ethan's POV I stepped out and saw Emily in the living room. "Is there a problem?" I asked, concern etched on my face. "I was hearing loud voices.”I raised an eyebrow, my curiosity piqued. "An unexpected visitor?" I repeated, my voice gentle. I took a step closer to Emily, trying to get her to meet my gaze. "Everything okay?" I asked, my tone softening."There isn't," she said, her gaze drifting away from mine. Her voice was laced with a hint of tension, and I could sense that she was hiding something.I nodded, taking note of the subtle change in Emily's demeanor. "Olivia's back," she announced, her voice neutral. I couldn't help but think of my own unwanted visitor. But my attention was quickly refocused on Emily, and the hint of unease that lingered beneath her composed exterior.She cleared her throat nervously. "I was about to inform you... I will be leaving this morning." Those words made my heart drop."Just wait until after dinner, then," I said, trying to sound casual. But E

EMILY'S POV I rushed back, my footsteps silent on the stairs as I watched him walk away. His eyes sparkled with a love so true as he confirmed his love for Olivia. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I realized the painful truth: he was in love, and he had always been in love. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I felt my world crumbling around me. My box of emotions was overflowing, and I couldn't hold back the sorrow anymore.I was already packed, my bags stood silently in the shadows, a poignant reminder of the decision I'd made. Immediately after dinner, I would be leaving him forever. The thought was razor-sharp, cutting through my heart like a knife. I felt a chill run down my spine as I contemplated the finality of it all - the end of our relationship, the end of our life together.Tomorrow was a day of conflicting desires. A part of me yearned for its arrival, eager to escape the anguish that had become my reality. I longed to leave behind the shattered remain

Ethan's POVI found myself drawn to her room, compelled to gaze into her eyes. Their piercing beauty had a calming effect on my frazzled nerves. I stood there, mesmerized, unsure of what to say to her. Our time together was fleeting, and soon we'd be parting ways forever. In the precious moments I had left, I couldn't help but indulge in the beauty of her gorgeous eyes.I retreated to my bedroom, seeking solace in the familiar comfort of my bed. As I lay down, I stretched out my muscles, trying to release the tension that had been building up inside me. But despite my efforts to relax, my heart remained heavy with pain.My heart ached with the weight of inaction. I yearned to fight for what I desired, but the risk of vulnerability held me back. The fear of being shattered once more, of enduring an everlasting pain, kept my emotions in check. My mind screamed to take a stand, to seize what was mine, but the terror of heartbreak silenced my resolve, leaving me paralyzed and torn.The sh

EMILY'S POV Liam's eyes darted around the space, his gaze lingering on every corner as if expecting someone to emerge from the shadows before finally settling on me to ask, "Did Ava speak harshly to you?” “No,” I replied, my voice firm so he couldn't see right through me, but unfortunately he did because I met a skeptical look on his face. “Emily,” he called, his voice gentle as always, "Are you hiding anything from me?" he added. His eyes locked on mine with an intense gaze. “I'm not.” I needed to be out of her. My body was here, but my mind and soul were with someone who cared least about me. I realized at that moment I was in love with Ethan. I had always known that, but what I just discovered was the connection between me and Liam-Lust. I didn't know how to put it. I didn't know how to tell him why I was giddy with excitement whenever he was around. It wasn't because I loved him; it was because I wanted to escape the sad reality of unrequited love. “Emily,” I snapped out o

Ethan's POVI watched from a distance as Liam's car pulled away from the curb, a mixture of curiosity and unease swirling in my chest. I had specifically warned Emily to keep our arrangement private, and yet, here she was, meeting with...him. I narrowed my eyes, my mind racing with possibilities. What were they discussing? And why did Emily feel the need to sneak around behind my back? I made a mental note to confront Liam about this later, my eyes never leaving the fading tail lights of his car.The anger simmered beneath my surface, a slow-burning fire that threatened to consume me. I couldn't believe she would kiss me, pretend to have feelings for me, when all along she was still entangled with Liam. The thought was a bitter pill to swallow, and I felt my jaw clenched in frustration. I wasn't used to feeling this way about anyone, especially not a woman. My usual detachment, my ability to remain aloof, had been breached, and it was a disconcerting feeling.I stood in front of the s

EMILY’S POVI felt a surge of anger and frustration towards Ethan, mixed with a strong dose of self-loathing for the desire I still felt for him. It was a toxic combination that left me feeling raw and exposed.I hated how my heart went crazy whenever Ethan was near. The skipping beats and nervous flutters were a dead giveaway to the feelings I was trying to suppress.I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice Liam standing there, and I ended up bumping into him.Liam raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile on his face. "Hey, looks like I've got Miss Clumsy back in the building."I attempted to muster a smile, but my heart wasn't in it. The pain and turmoil I'd been feeling lingered, making it impossible for me to feign happiness.Liam's eyes locked onto mine, and he could tell something was off. "Hey, is everything okay?" he asked, his voice soft with concern."No, I'm good," I said, trying to downplay my emotions. But Liam wasn't buying it. He kept looking at me with that c