Romans & histoires Honeymaren X Elsa

The world around us seemed to fade, leaving only him and me. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. He opened it to reveal a stunning diamond ring. The light caught the stone. I gasped at how beautiful it was. Ferris took a deep breath, and when he spoke, his voice was filled with emotion. “Elise, I’ve waited for this moment for what feels like an eternity. You’re my mate, my queen, and the love of my life. Mated wolves don’t need ceremonies or rings to define their bond. You already feel like my wife in every way that matters. But I want more than that.”

Elsa "I Armnado Luca, this day reject you, Elsa Roland as my mate" These were the words of Armando, my mate or rather my Ex mate now. It was my twentieth birthday and everything was going smoothly before this happened. Ironically, the party was hosted and organized by Armando unknown to me that he had a hidden agendum. Tears filled my eyes on hearing this and I stared deeply into his eyes and I saw no remorsefulness in him but rather he looked all serious.

Elsa had finished greeting everyone and was getting ready to head to the restaurant for the next part of the day. I was about to make an excuse to leave early, but Elsa suddenly pulled me aside into a corner. Her gentle smile vanished, replaced by a scowl as if she were facing an enemy. "I know what you’re thinking," she said, her voice sharp. "I’m just helping a friend deal with his parents’ pressure to get married. He doesn’t want them to worry, and I’m doing a good deed here. If you cause any trouble, we’re done."

Her long, thick, curly lashes, small pointy nose, and thin, pink lips must probably be a killer for an elf like Finrod. “Ellaine? Do you hear me?” Caeruleus waved his hand in front of her face. “Ellaine?” “Yes? I’m sorry, what did you say?” She looked away at the two and focused with Finrod. “I smell something here.” Margarette sniffed the air at Ellaine’s direction, “Jealousy..?” She sniffed closer. “Ellaine? You smell jealous.” She smiled teasingly. Caeruleus laughed hard. “Margarette is a funny sort, isn’t she?”

Elsa chuckled and snuggled closer to him. “I love you,” Elsa whispered to Dante as she looked up into his eyes. Dante smiled and said, “I love you too Luna Elsa,” Elsa giggled at the fact that Dante had called her name with her title. “It sounds so weird hearing it from you,” “Really? I thought I was the only one who found it weird when you refer to me as Alpha,” Dante said and they both laughed at the realization. Dante and Elsa took note of the securities they had been seeing from the very beginning of the town till the Bethermore Mansion.

But before Elsa could respond, the chamber doors opened suddenly. Eve and Arianna walked in. Arianna froze when she saw us, her gaze darting from Elsa to me. The light in her eyes darkened like a shadow passing through her soul. Elsa turned back to me, her voice soft and trembling. “I, Elsa Marine, accept you, Daze Nightbane, as my mate. I’ll love you, care for you, and cherish you forever.” The moment her words left her lips, something burst inside me like invisible strings pulling tight.

“My decision still stands, I’m getting married to Anya and our wedding will take place on the next crescent moon which is in five days. That’s the only way to keep Cassian at bay.” Gasps rippled softly around the table with faces shifting surprised and uneasy as whispers started low. Elsa shot up suddenly from her chair with her cheeks flushing red and her eyes blazing fury. She slammed her palms hard on the wood and yelled. “Impossible,” she slammed her palms hard on the wood and yelled. “Damien, you can’t be serious about marrying that witch when I’m here as your fated mate and the true Luna this pack needs by blood and bond.” Laughter bubbled up bitterly in my throat despite the curse cla

Tatyana reached for the packet of honey that Elsa produced from her apron pocket. “What is it?” she asked. “It’s an old recipe my mama taught me… and her mama taught her… and her mama taught her, and so on,” Elsa explained as she moved back to the stove and gently placed the saucepan on the burner. “It will stick to your ribs and cure whatever ails ya.” And, with my special potion slipped in there, it will also subdue you until I have a chance to speak with that niece of mine and wrestle the full story out of her, she thought.

------------- Elsa comes down from her horse and walks in the town, while holding its reigns. "So what should we do together? You want some sweets?" Her horse just stares at her back. "Well, I'll take that as a yes. Come on let us go, there is a sweet shop around this corner" they take a bend and come to the shop". She brings out a silver coin and hands it over to the seller. "I want some sweets for my horse and I please, how many of these sweet buns and honey rolls can I get?" She asked the seller.

The three of us simultaneously looked at the spot where we had sensed the aura and saw a lone woman standing there. She wore a white dress and was looking back at us as well. My chest painfully throbbed upon realizing who that woman was. It was her — Aamon’s mate. “Hey!” she said as she gradually approached us. “I am Elisa.” Ophelia, who seemed irritated by the woman’s presence, answered, “She is the northern luna.” Elisa smiled confidently and replied, “I know. It’s the reason I approached you.” Then she looked at me and continued, “Hello, Esmere! I have longed to meet you since we will be together here in the castle.”