Novels by Jessie Kiss

Chapter 14Alessia's pov I stopped on my track and almost asked after Thompson and Annalise upon noticing their empty seats. On a second thought, I retracted and proceeded quietly to my seat.I shared a few discussions with Eliza after lunch and politely shared my intention to pass on dinner. Though it was okay if I had to make the dishes. Well, Eliza declined and insisted on preparing dinner instead since I wouldn't be having the meals. I appreciated that. I coiled on my bed, sliding through some news reports on my phone. Eliza had also promised to tuck the kids to bed tonight. She usually enjoyed their company, a part of her commitment being due to the fact that she seeked children. She had been married to her husband for about eight years. According to past news, she gave birth once but it was premature and unfortunately they lost it. Ever since, she hadn't conceived again. An almost inaudible knock came on my door and it creaked open. I dropped my phone, seating up unsurely a

Chapter 13Alessia's pov “What is this?” Chills surged through my spines as I read the content. “An appeal to the lycan kind with what condition?’’ My lips trembled, my heart almost leaping out of my mouth as I tear my gaze from the sheet to Eliza. She picked her cup from the rim, swirling gently. “He passed it to me this morning. I guess the Lycan's honour to the birthday celebration invite sparked a nut in his head.’’ She chuckled.I wasn't finding this funny at all. How dare Thompson try to move faster than his shadow! Simply sharing a good relationship with lycan Cyril wasn't enough for him, he wanted to build a bond between them now?‘‘Why does he have to pick me for it, aren't there other ways he could have gone about it?’’ I sparked, maybe a bit too much to be called normal, judging from the amused stare Eliza threw at me. “I-I'm just saying… This is going a bit too far. I'm the Luna of our pack, I can't leave for such redundant duties just like that. Besides, he hasn't even

Chapter 12Alessia's pov Goosebumps propped over my skin. His words, but mostly his actions got me irreversibly blown. I realised it now. It wasn't a deva ju. He had done the same thing the first night we crossed paths, and he had mentioned about my tattoo too. I had been too tipsy to make out reasonable meanings of anything he said that night. It was all clear now.I'd bared this mysterious moon carving on my back from my birth . According to my parents, the Alpha and Luna of our pack back then, they had consulted every witch and seer from far and near to unravel the misery behind the unfamiliar strange mark. But every attempt was futile.I recalled some memories from my childhood when they often took me to places for the same purpose. After getting nothing despite the dishevel, my parents had tagged it a unique mark and passed discreet warnings to me against displaying it carelessly to the public. I was completely gobsmacked to hear Lycan Cyril mention it like it was some casua

Chapter 11Alessia's pov The atmosphere is electric.The air is alive with the pulsating beat of music, the vibrant chatter of guests, and the clinking of glasses as people mingle and toast to a great time. The hall is aglow with a kaleidoscope of colors, from the flashing lights of the dance floor to the warm glow of twinkling decorations. The scent of deliciously prepared small chops wafted through the air, tempting the taste buds of whoever was yet to receive his/her portion. A sense of excitement and anticipation, the feeling of community and connection among the exquisitely dressed guests, and a general sense of joy and revelry boated the celebration aura. It was a few hours to day dark. The party that was supposed to take place in the evening was now being drawn to nighttime since guests were still arriving. To my utter dismay, Thompson had resolutely sent the invitation message to Lycan Cyril and without a doubt, he honoured the request. Exactly how I ended up cladded in a

Chapter 10Alessia's povHad he been eavesdropping? As much as I'd have loved to bash and debase him for eavesdropping, shame didn't permit a move from me. I raced as fast as my legs could take me into the bedroom for refuge. I didn't do it often. But when I did, it took hours of nonstop tears before I felt relieved.I took a long bath, passed on lunch and retired into a deep slumber. I woke up to a shadow figure sitting at the edge of the bed, and I almost jumped out of my body. “You're up.’’ His familiar voice made me recognise him immediately. Thompson? I was confused. What was he doing here, addressing me in such a soft tone? Groggily, I pulled the duvet over my frame whilst anticipating whatever he had to say. “You're going back to sleep?’’ Thompson mistook my action. ‘‘Do you have something to say to me?’’ My voice was barely above whispers, an effect of my rebounding system. “Pack up. We're leaving tomorrow.” My ears definitely mistook him. He didn't just say that. “L

Chapter 9Alessia's pov “I'm really sorry my lady. I didn't mean to barge in.’’ Melanie apologised for the upteempth time. Didn't she get it? I was most grateful for her barge in. I dreaded imagining what would have happened if she hadn't stepped in. “I need only one thing from you, Melanie.’’ I voiced, hoping my eyes did the pleading enough. She lifted her face to meet my gaze, her palms tucked anxiously in front of her. “Not a word of this should get out. What you saw back there was a silly misunderstanding.’’ I pleaded. Thompson must not hear of it, not even a fleeting rumor.‘‘I promise.’’ Melanie didn't hesitate to say. I understood her fright. Their almighty Lycan king was involved, so her fear was justified. “Leave. Find my husband, tell him I need to see him.’’ I instructed, watching her leave before going for my phone on the nightstand. I dialed the home line, muttering prayers in my heart that Adrian picks it up. The line connected. ‘‘Adrian?’’“Mom Alessia!’’ Liah