Novels by EstyPixy

We can’t go in?” Chanda asked with a puzzled look on her face Her excitement was cut short upon getting to the guest house, when Snow instructed them to stop at the front of the gates.“No, you can’t. You two will guard the house from the outside while they,” Snow pointed to the other warriors standing beside him. “Will stand guard from inside the compound.”“But-.”“We can’t afford taking any unnecessary risks now,” He eyed Fang. “Can we?”“But-.” Chanda repeated.“Don’t argue with me on this, Serafina.” Snow shut her down firmly. “I will be on my way.” Snow nodded to them and walked away. The two other guards walked into the compound and shut the door, leaving behind a stunned Chanda and an annoyed Fang outside.Thirty minutes later, and Chanda was still complaining, much to the determent of Fang.“Will you please stop whining?” He groaned.“No!” Chanda slid to the floor. “This is not fair!” She banged on the gates, loudly.“Why do you even want to go in so badly?” He eyed her. “Ar

“My Lycan.” Sera looked scared. “It’s not what you think, Alpha.”“Please enlighten me then.” Velkan tried to get up but his mother held him still beside her. “Tell me that you are not here on the directives from the Elder’s clan. Tell me that you are not happy that your former maid, my luna is dead. Tell me you didn’t jump at the slightest opportunity of having your daughter named the new Lycan Luna.” His words were laced with disgust. “Tell me.”“My Lycan.” Sera seemed lost for words. “It’s not…”“It’s exactly what you think, Lycan.” Mia interrupted her mother. “Even though Chanda did a horrible thing just to become your luna, we are not happy she died. She was a dear maid to me and I cared for her very much, so much that I was heartbroken when she betrayed me and brought shame to my family. But I would never wish death on anyone, not especially in the manner she died.”Mia got up and knelt before Velkan. “But life goes on, my Alpha. You need a new Luna and I know very well, that I

“I am the Lycan Alpha of the West Region. No one dares me.” Velkan stormed into his office, and slammed the door.“That you are.” Snow blocked the door before it shut in his face, walked in and closed it gently. “Please accept my apologies for Serafina’s behavior. I will personally deal with her myself.”“Don’t touch her.” Velkan blurted. “I mean… there is no need.” He said when Snow arched an eyebrow. “It was not intentional like the maid said so don’t worry about it. Besides we have a bigger problem than a defiant female rogue.”A female rogue that should have been sent to the prison and tortured for daring to speak against him, Velkan thought, but he just couldn’t bring himself to harm her. Instead in that moment when he had held her close, it had felt… familiar.“As you wish, my Lycan.” Snow said. “So, what do you want to do?”“There has to be a way to avoid this stupid law.” Velkan sighed and sat on his chair. “Those old wolves think they can order me around and I will just bend

“I…” Chanda froze as she turned to see Velkan standing in front of her. She thought he was still in the room where he had walked out of sight. “I -I was… I-” She couldn’t form words as he leaned down to her face.“Are you dumb?” His eyes blazed with fury. “What are you doing?” Why couldn’t she speak up? Chanda wondered. There was no way she still feared him, especially since he didn’t know who she really was. It had to be the feeling of him so close to her. It was … messing with her head. She stepped back to put some distance between them, but accidently tripped over the tree and fell to the ground.“Lycan!” Snow walked into the hall. “What happened? We heard you a crash from inside. Is everything… Serafina, what are you doing in here?” Snow sounded surprised to see her.Velkan grabbed her right hand and hauled her to her feet. “Serafina,” He echoed her name. “Who sent you to spy on me?”Just like him, Chanda thought. Always assuming everyone was out to harm him. Well, he wasn’t wro

“You cannot be serious.” Velkan tugged his hand away from his mother’s hold. “Let go of me, Mother! I have enough with the demands of these…”“Velkan, that’s enough.” Leia pleaded with him. “Don’t attract more troubles to us. I beg of you.”“That’s why you are here. So, you can say this to my face.” Velkan fumed. “You really have no fear of what kind of hell I can reign on you all.”“I understand your anger, my Lycan.” Maga spoke calmly. “But we are only acting under tradition. Secondly, our decision to gather together and meet with you personally was done out of respect, your grace.”“My dead luna has not even been put in the ground yet and you are telling me to marry another already.”“That won’t be our fault now, would it?” Hati asked.Velkan picked up a plate next to him and threw against the wall. “You piece of –.” He picked up another, but his mother stopped him before he could haul it directly at Hati’s head.“You need to calm down, my son.”“How can you tell me to be calm? Are

Chanda stood in the middle of the ring, hovering over a panting Mariam.“I said train me a little not plan to kill me.” Mariam complained.“Not my fault you punch like a girl.” Chanda jested, remembering when Marim used to taunt her for being weak. “You know for our next practice, we could run around the pack, build up your stamina.”“Now you are just being evil.” Mariam scowled. “Haven’t you seen how big the area is? That will be signing my death sentence by myself.”Chanda laughed and sat beside her on the ground.“So… How did you become a rogue?” Mariam asked.“You ask questions a lot. Don’t you?”“I didn’t mean to pry or anything. You seem so strong, like warrior level kind of strong. So, I assumed your pack would have loved to have you as a female gamma.”“Hmm.” Chanda hummed.“You don’t have say anything if you don’t want to. I completely understand.”“I was kicked out of my pack. For being weak.” Chanda lied. “A weak omega was not good enough for my alpha. So, when I started li

Mel POV“The smell of the blooming flowers in the spring is the perfect remedy for any aching nerves.” Nick grins, bringing a red flower to his nose.After a morning of Rio and his father arguing about me, Nick had suggested we spend the afternoon picking flowers to calm me down, since he was still on bed rest and couldn’t do much yet.“You can say that again.” I settle on the pavement along the wall. “It always hits the spot.” “I have missed this beautiful garden.” He sits next to me.“I have missed working in this beautiful garden with you, Nicky.” I give him my best smile. His face turns red as he tries to hide his embarrassment.“I have missed you too, Senorita.” He manages to murmur. I nod in response, happy with his reaction.Why can’t all men, Rio- fucking- Rafe in particular, be like my sweet Nick? I wonder. Why didn’t I fall for a nice, sensitive and charming man, instead of a freaking mad man?Fall? My body stiffens. How in the hell did I conclude I was in love with Rio?

JACK POV“Get off me!” I yell at the bouncer as he drags me out of the club through the back door and pushes me to the floor. “Come on, Pavor. It’s good old Jack.” I try to appeal to the club owner who followed us out.“Go back to whatever hell you crawled out from and don’t come back.” Pavor warns, shutting the door in my face.“F*** you!” I curse. This is the third club I am getting kicked out from this night alone.What wrong with wanting a little boost for the night? After the shitty day I had, spending most of it in the station, a drink was the least I deserve.I just have the little problem of being broke, so I decided to hover around the local spots, hoping for some freebies, but it seems I have garnered some sort of bad reputation of being a debtor.“Shit.” I push my body up against the wall, holding my aching head in my hand. I really should go home, get some rest and maybe some food. My stomach growls in response to the image of a hot plate of my mum’s pasta forming in my h

RIO POVI stood by the corner of the container, watching as Dante and Pascal hurdle over the computer, whispering about the information that they had managed to get out Rafeal, while his dead body was lying still, on the floor right next to them.“This will just be a minute more.” Dante calls to me.“Take your time.” I push off the wall and walk around the space. “Do you mind me asking how you purchased this container? Was it a gift or…”“My family runs a shipping business.” Dante“Of course, smart ass.” I shoot him a glare. “I just remembered a little detail. There is a serial number on this container, right? It should start with RF since the container belongs to the company.”“I don’t know.” Dante answers.“I do, sir.” Pascal says. “And it does. At the right end corner, outside.”“Exactly.” I clap in excitement. “Dante, the container in the woods had a serial number staring from IT. I remember seeing it on the contract and even in the pictures.”“And your point here is?” Dante stand

MEL POV“So, what do we do now?” Angie asks as I drove her back to the Dancing Stars for her afternoon shift.“What?”“My shift doesn’t start till in the next hour.”“So…, I shouldn’t take you there now?”“No. Keep going.” She answers. “Just that I will be bored for that hour.”“I’m sure Steve will be glad if you decided to put in that extra hour.” I laugh. “How about you come inside for a little, huh? Say hi to the gang. Maybe flaunt that car key in Steve’s face, make him jealous.” She wiggles her brow. “Also, I’m certain Marty will be glad to whip something up for you. You barely touched your toast at the café, except when you were torturing it, of course.”“Marty still works there?” I ask in shock. Marty is the chef at the bar, but between him and Steve, it was hard to tell who was the boss and who was the employee. “I thought Steve would have given him the boot by now.”“Steve will need to summon up the balls to do that first.” Angie snorts as I park in front of the bar. “Besides

RIO POV“Where exactly are we headed?” I pull down my window as Dante goes off the highway, we have been on for the past two hours and takes a turn into a small, dirty, one-lane road. “Are we going out of city?”“Not exactly.” He answers, with his eyes glued to the road.“I haven’t been in this part of the city in a while.” I say, looking around the slums and make-shift homes lined up on both sides of the road. “People actually live here?” I ask, marveling at the state of the environs.“Not everybody was born with a silver spoon like you brother.” Dante glances at my face. “What with the look of your face? Feel like helping the poor, already?” He laughs. “You were always too soft, brother. Most of the people here are drug addicts running from their debtors.”“Having a conscience isn’t being soft.” I shift on my seat. “Not everybody can be crazy like you.”“I am pretty sure your wife would disagree.” He jests.“F*** off.” I lean out the window when I feel a cold breeze on my face. “Are

MEL POV“Changed?” Angie echoes my words. “Like you don’t dream of that night anymore?”“I still do… sometimes.”“And other times?” She urges me to speak.“I have been dreaming of my childhood, I think.”“You think?” She raises her brow.“Yes, Angie.” I reply. “To be sincere, I don’t really know. I haven’t been able to understand what it is.”“But you think it’s about your childhood?” She asks.I nod in response.“And what normally happens in these nightmares? What do you see?”“Myself, but so much younger. I look just like the little girl in the pictures, Mrs. Park showed me when I asked her about when I was little.”“Interesting.” Angie rubs on her chin. “And what?”“I can’t remember, Angie.”“Let’s try this.” She leans into the table. “Close your eyes. Just do it.” She insists when I frown at her.“You are being silly.” I reply, but still oblige her.“Breathe in. Breathe out. Good. Now just relax.” She takes my hands. “Nice. Now try to picture the image in your head.”“Really, Angi