Novels by B . A Lumina

ISABELLA POV I watch Rafaelle as his phone rings multiple times after his call with grace but he refuses to pick up the calls I frown still silent as I watch him, after force-feeding me he has barely spoken a word to me. The sunlight from the sun bounces into the cabin, the sound of the waves smashing against the side of the boat, and all I can think about is finding an escape out of here. Rafaelle walks back into the room, how eyes fixed on me, his unwavering gaze makes my skin crawl and I physically want to hurl myself out of the chair I'm tied to. “You know, Bella, Dominic will be married in a few days” he spreads his arm out, his voice low and menancing. “Can you believe it?” he smirks moving closer I roll my teary eyes ignoring his words, I feel a pang of sadness hit me that Dominic might be playing directly into their trap but at the same time, a tinge of hope fills me. “Dominic won’t marry Grace, Rafaelle and we both know it” I grit out finally responding to his

GRACE POV I smile to myself as I leave Francesca’s office, my kitten heels clicking on the marble floor loudly. My eyes move to my phone screen, tapping the stop button as I was recording the entire conversation between Francesca and I Now, all I have to do is alter the recording to ensure that only Francesca is seen in a bad light, and I? The victim. I smile happily to myself as I leave the office, “I need to continue with my next plan of action” I head back to my car, happy that my plan is coming to fruition, it's been months of waiting and planning, and finally, in a few days, I will have everything. I almost jump in the seat of my car as I take the long drive to the shipping docks. “Bianca” I mutter, my lips set in a thin line as I park my car. I walk directly to the caravan where we kept her and the guard eyes me. “Mam, you're here, Miss Francesca didn't inform me you were coming” he lifts a suspicious brow at me I pull out my purse, my fingers clenching the l

GRACE POV “Just a few more days,” I mutter to myself, pacing my new bedroom. Soon, I will be moving to Dominic's room, and nobody will be able to stop me. I sigh heavily, the sun reflecting down on my figure, I could swear Matilda and Dominic were talking about me last night in his bedroom but I could not hear them properly. I was sneaking closer to the room when they caught me, I pause, “I hope he doesn't suspect a thing yet?” I frown. I also can’t believe Dominic has yet to say yes to the wedding, he has been dragging his feet about it while Madam Deluca and I made preparations “I need to get him to agree to this quickly,” I mutter to myself, grabbing my purse. I need to find the man and get an answer from him quickly before our plans are destroyed. My car comes to a halt in front of his office and eyes follow my movement as I walk in. I know many of them have gossiped about me, especially after I released the news of our marriage to the press But I dont care, I'm li

Dominic POV I push the door of my bedroom open and my gaze lands on a sight that I've been dragging myself through for weeks since Bella’s kidnapping I sigh heavily, my eyes scanning the area, bottles of alcohol at the side of the bedroom, Bella’s clothes strewn across the bed where I had dragged them out in anguish, sleeping with the materials for weeks to no end. The balcony doors have been permanently shut close with a board displaying pictures and a list of suspects. My feet carry me to the board, and the feeling in my chest prompts me to reach out towards the table. I've never had a reason to suspect Grace in Bella’s kidnapping. “But maybe I should,” I say to myself, pulling out a picture of her, I turn to the board pinning it right beside Rafaelle. I mean she has motive now that I think about it and with her pushing for the wedding so bad, I have more reason to suspect her. I bit my lip nervously, I don’t know if I should straight up accuse her and then alert her

Bianca POV Just like a deer caught in headlights, Francesca runs towards me just as the elevator door opens behind me I try to run inside to close it but she grips me pulling out her phone. I grab her by the hair as the elevator doors close, shutting us away from Grace and Dominic. I try to fight, grunting slightly as I grab her by the shirt. We tumble on the floor together and she takes power over me, slamming herself against me and pushing my back into the cold metal floor She pulls out a gun from her side making me squeak out in fear “Don’t kill me!!” I yell out my eyes widening in panic. She laughs wiping the sweat from the top of her forehead, “You escaped and played right back into my trap, you are so dumb Bianca” she laughs pulling me to my feet the gun still pointed at my back “You won't get away with this, Dominic will find out, he will see the security footage” I grit out, my hands raised up in surrender She changes the course of the elevator down to the gar

Dominic POV “What are the both of you doing here?” my voice booms across the hallway, my eyes on Grace and Francesca as they whisper between themselves “Dominic!!” Grace sings, practically shouting while Francesca runs towards the elevator My eyes brows shoot up in shock at Francesca suddenly running away at the sight of me Does she think I'm angry about her taking numerous trips without my approval? I roll my eyes at that, I've been so stuck trying to find Bella that I've lost concentration on every other thing. I sigh heavily as my eyes settle on Grace properly, her eyes move between the elevator door and me as she struts towards me Annoyance bubbles in my throat and my gaze finally settles on the dress she's wearing. My eyes narrows at her impending figure, “What the hell are you doing wearing that dress?” I demand, my voice echoing off the walls She pauses looking down at the dress, “uhm, Dom, I saw the dress and thought you would like it” she says quietly her e

Elara’s POVI stand at the kitchen counter, my hands moving swiftly as I chop the vegetables for whatever meal cooking on the stove. The sound of boiling water and the aroma of seasoned meat being fried fills the air, and it is heavenly.But in a split second, before I know what is happening the knife grazes through my flesh, blood gushing out I feel dizzy on seeing my blood and my vision blurs I stumble backward, and panicked voices fill my ears all around me. "Someone call Sylvia!" “Oh my God, how did this happen?” I hear people yell all around me I lose consciousness, I hear Zane's voice whispering my name again and again in my mind. "Elara Elara ..." When I regain consciousness, I lay on a bed, with Sylvia sitting beside me, a look of concern on her face. "How are you, darling?" Luna's calm voice asks from the doorway. At the sound of Luna’s voice, I immediately try to sit up out of respect "Don't stand yet", Sylvia says holding me down, the Luna nodding at us from

Elara POVWe head towards the training ground filled with different colors of wolves, and different people in their human form, we pass by them and just at the end of the room is a slightly older but fit man that bears the exact resemblance to Sylvia.“Your dad?” I turn to her, the smell of sweat and different wolf scents filtering through my noseShe nods, watching him with the alpha from yesterday, “He is busy right now, we can try later” she turns to me. "In the meantime, try picking up something else to do," Sylvia suggests, changing the topic with ease. "“Can you cook? Hedges needs more hands in the kitchen." she turns to me as we walk out of the training center I straighten up at the suggestion with a wide smile "Really? Of course I can cook, I'd go see the chef right away, when I can start?." I turn to her as we take the short walk back to my apartment. Sylvia smiles, her dimples showing . "I'll see what I can do. But for now, I should go check up on the borders. I'm on pa

ELARA POV I lay in my bed, staring up at the ceiling as the events of the day replay in my mind over and over again breaking me even more. The pain in my spine is like an heartbeat, an unwanted reminder of the emotional turmoil I am going through. It's as if my body is reacting to the humiliation I experienced at Zane's hands, my muscles tense up and my skin fills with goose bumps, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. I can't believe he mind-linked with me. “Why did he have to do that?” I whisper to myself, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. The memory of his voice in my head, his words echoing through my mind, makes me feel like I am reliving the moment all over again. My wolf's voice is gentle, but insistent. "He's your mate, Elara. He's the one meant for you." I shake my head, trying to clear the thoughts. "No, he's not. He made it clear that he doesn't want me." I argue, trying to convince myself and my wolf. But my wolf's voice has a tiny hint of

Zane’s POVYes??????? I reply in a slightly irritated tone. "I have been trying to rest, but Grace bursts into my room like she owns the place.""I just came in to see how you were doing.” She leans on the door a sly smile on her face.“You barely ate anything before you left the table," she says, her voice intentionally low to sound seductive, which I find quite irritating."Oh, so you couldn't just knock?" I say, trying to hide my annoyance. "I'm fine, you can leave now."Either she didn't take the hint because she’s intentionally daft or because she is just daring, but she continues to advance towards me instead, smiling. "Oh, come on now, Zane. Wouldn't you just love to talk to your future luna?""Oh, my God, yes. Why did you have to let my mate be an omega? Now I'm stuck with this," I cry out in my heart. Grace was nothing like her sister, my mate. But what other option did I have?"Grace, we don't need to talk or get to know each other better," I began to say, faking a smile. "

ZANE POV “So Zane, what do you think of Grace?” my mother says it me handing me another picture of her while I'm seated in a suit waiting for Grace and her family to arrive for dinner. I shrug my mind still on what happened earlier today, what was that vision about? Do mates get visions of each other? I frown at that thought, I knew about mind links, telepathic communication, feeling extreme pain or pleasure with your mate when accepted it rejected, and even being able to heal each other in special cases, but I've never heard of visions. “When you found out Dad was your mate, did you get Visions of him or vice versa?” I ask her instead placing the pictures on the table and giving her my full attention. She frowns deeply, “No” her eyes widen, “Wait did you find your mate?” she says with a panicked tone, “This will ruin your wedding with Grace” She continues quickly “I didn't find my mate's mother,” I say rolling my eyes but I can hear Kaid complaining the entire time as I deny Ela

ZANE POV “The West boarders should double the guards and the East should have some rangers sent over to them,” I say in the room filled with my father, The alpha and a representativef for the Beta and gamma. “I can see you've been keeping an eye on things” My father comes up behind me looking very proud. I nod, a stoic expression on my face, I've always been like this since I was a child being the only son to the alpha of one of the biggest and most dangerous packs tend to get you like this, expressionless and devoid of emotions.Our parents and their obsession with how we look socially has been embedded into us for years, they succeeded with me, but they didn't succeed with my sister, Amara. “I also think the East border has to double their guards,” she says pulling herself out of the shadows of the office, the only woman who has the balls to stand here and speak. “They can perfectly handle themselves if we get any more attacks, they need rangers instead to directly go into t

ELENA POV “Alex” I call out his name almost breathless “I will give you two some space,” Sophia says a quirky look on her face and a smirk on her lips as she walks past Alex. “I didn't mean-” I start to say but Alex crosses the length between us, his fingers brushing through my hair and his arms pull me closer to his arms just like in the bathroom. He smirks his lips meeting with mine immediately, the soft lips mesh with mine so softly, that my body immediately merges with him and my arms move across his body pulling him closer to my form My lips move across his so sweetly as I take in his scent, his lips taste like mint as they merge further with mine. “Hmmm Bidda Mia” he moans across my lips, the deep voice vibrating through my entire body, goosebumps cover my form and I almost dont want to let him go as he pulls back softly. “Are you sure you dont want to be intimate with me ?” he lifts a brow at me, his finger slowly brushing my swollen lip I look up at him wide-ey

ELENA POVI shrug and she turns to me with a weird expression on her face.“You dated Alex for so long and not once did you not see a black card?” She frowns confused “I never looked or asked” I sigh, “can I try on the next dress or will you tell me what that is?” I raise a brow in her directionShe sighs shooing me into the dressing room to change, “A black card is an unlimited card, only the top members of the Bianchi family have them, I used to be a part of it” She laughs through the doors I change into the next dress, almost similar in style but this one in red which seems to fit me more especially with my now short black hair.“So what happened to yours?” I spin in the mirror actually enjoying the shopping experience “Well let’s just say trying to purchase a private Jet and a yacht on the same day is a nightmare for Alex” she laughs as I push the door open to reveal the dress.“Oh this is pretty, you could wear this for the monthly garden brunch with the mafia ladies” she smil

ELENA POV “And look what the cat dragged in,” Sophia says her tone bitter as her eyes settle on the women The woman in the middle who seems so familiar with long blonde hair steps forward, “Sophia,” she spits with an irritated tone; “And what did you say your name was again?” She turns to me with a brow lifted My frown deepens as my eyes move across her face and finally, I can place her face, she’s Reed’s wife, Alex cousins wife. I smirk turning to Sophia, “Who did you say she was again?” I lift a brow at her, a genuinely concerned look on my face. She laughs, “She’s not important, there’s no need to think too much about her” She rolls her eyes turning back to the dress in her hands Freya’s cronies all look to her for some sought of reply as we completely ignore her. “Hey!! Elena!!, I’m speaking to you” she yells moving forward “Oh so you do know my name but you just choose to somehow try and disrespect me” I turn to her my tone harsh and my eyes narrowed tightly at her She

ELENA POV“I don’t know, I’m not sure anymore,” he says simply taking a step back in fear I sigh, taking a step back, I turn to Alex with an annoyed look on my face, “let’s go” I say walking past him, my heels hitting the floorboards I step outside to spotting the car and Alex comes up behind me, “You know this is your opportunity to get revenge right?” He lifts a brow at me pulling open the car door.“I know but I’m not interested anymore, we will be late for the auction tonight if we keep this up,” I say sliding into the car.He turns around sliding into the driver's seat and I watch in shock.“Your drivers?” I lift a brow at him“Before that idiot ruined your mood, I wanted us to go on a short drive, something to calm you before the auction party tonight,” he says starting the car, turning his eyes to me slightly I shake my head in a No gesture, “I don’t want to go, I need to head to your family mansion, go shopping with Sophia, find a dress to the approval of your mother for th

ELENA POV All eyes move to the door, Alex leans on the door with a dangerous look in his eyes, a look I have never seen except at the shipping docks. I take a deep breath about to say something when Dante Smith the idiot, who I assume doesn’t know who Alex Bianchi is.A cold, ruthless, and dangerous man. “And you are?” The idiot continues lifting a brow at Alex, his voice hostile, trying too hard to be dominant But Alex's aura immediately fills the room as he walks further in, the manager immediately starts to sweat, and the waitresses from before watching with wide eyes. And the idiot? Well, he continues talking. “Is this bitch yours?” He turns slightly to me his eyes moving back to Alex. Alex's fingers roll into a fist and the punch comes so fast that nobody expects it. The waitresses gasp and the manager goes on his knees immediately “Alex!!” I yell out in shock He straightens up smoothly, dusting the imaginary dust from his suit with class, his cold demeanor is

ELENA POV I look around me confused, is he speaking to me? “Yes dear you, I was just wondering when God sent an angel to come watch me” he smirks leaning on the mirror In front of me with his arms crossed over each other. “I can assure you, I am not an angel” I whisper spinning around and ignoring him. From how he is dressed I can already tell the kind of man he is, a rich and pompous playboy who thinks the world revolves around him. “Are you ignoring me?” He turns to me, a brow raised, “You can’t possibly ignore me” he spits his eyes in slits. “Don’t you know who I am?” He frowns, turning around to confirm from the waitresses from before but they both look on, laughing and gossiping between themselves. He sighs turning to me, “Since you don’t know me, I am Dante Smith, heir to the Smith Enterprise” he smirks pulling out his hand for a handshake “I am not interested sorry” I roll my eyes tucking my hair behind my ear, where is Alex, he should be here anytime soon. “Excuse me?