Malia Hale の小説・ストーリー

”I talked to my mom and she had some information about Malia,” my ears perked up and I listened carefully to what Lydia had to say. ”After Malia left here, she went to her cousin. Her cousin is the new reigning queen of the New Orleans Clan,” ”Clan?” ”Yes, vampires Avery, keep up,” I growled at Lydias rudeness and waited for her to continue. ”After she went to see her cousin, nobody knows where she went, she’s missing, Aves.” ”Wait, who is her cousin?” Lydia rolled her eyes and her impatience was getting frustrating to behold.

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

I was grateful for all he had done for me and my family. The city was 40 miles away. It took almost the whole day of non-stop riding. Aisle didn’t seem to get tired out, or need to stop to eat or drink. The city was surrounded by a giant wall. There were four gates to get in and out of the capitol. My family's cottage was on the outskirts of the Mouradian territory. The ruler of the Mouradian territory was a young queen by the name of Cecilia. I did not know much about her, other than she lost her parents from a assassination. They were poisoned at a banquet that Cecilia did not attend. She was only 12 when she came to power. I’ve heard she is a fair ruler.

Then she slaps me hard across my face and turns towards the crowd. “I do apologise for this despicable behaviour from my eldest child. She’s a mentally ill Omega and has always been jealous of her younger sister’s path and beauty. Please excuse us while we sort this out.” My mother tells the guests, the congregation of the most powerful and revered packs in our Italian circles, before pulling me violently by the arm to the back of the church. I was too speechless at this moment to react to what she said or what she was doing, but I knew what was about to happen.

I'm just going to have to assume she was acting for the cameras. Cecily, the former Luna of the Love Pack, and Alpha Malik's mother stood at the same podium that she introduced us on, dressed magnificently for the cameras. Malik looked solemn, as he stood beside her, looking down at his feet. Clearly, he feels bad about sending girls home, despite the nature I know he truly possesses. I can hardly even begin to imagine a number of girls he had sent home after his night escapades with them.

Emily thank her best friend, sipping the alcohol in one go. "Are you sure you can go to school, in this condition?" Nice asked because her best friend now was a mess, her face and eyes were so red, if any paparazzi could come in now they would have loved to take photos of Mr. Hale's daughter, Emily. though she was just fifteen she was well known all over the internet for her life hack videos, her acting skills, her singing skills and let's not forget being the daughter of Mr. Hale, the CEO of N&H cooperations.

The woman scolded her. Moira laughed. "I'm home alright, Mama." The woman seems like realized my presence. "Oh, you come with someone?" Moira seems to be nervous. I stand to greet her. "Good afternoon, Ma'am." "Good afternoon, Young Man. Care to introduce him to me, Moira?" she teased her daughter. "Um ... Ma, this is Drake. He want me to introduce him as my future husband," she mumbled with a red face, I can't hold myself from laughing.

I said. "Well, well." Mother looked at the camera with a smile, and said, "Greetings, ladies and gentlemen! This is Ophelia Maine, a former model from the old golden years. It's a pleasure to be back to the exposure of the media again. And more importantly, it's quite considerate of everyone to give me a chance to host a talk show with my wonderful daughter, Charlotte." Everyone's attention was on hers, like a queen who holds the entire stage on top of her palm. "But yet, the surprise isn't over yet. Let us welcome another guest who will be with us today… Jake Hayes!"

she asked. “Yeah, everything is fine,” I replied. I wanted to forget about it but curiosity made me ask so I turned to Lynda. “Can you look up one Malia?” She reached for her tablet from her bag. Scrolled the screen for a while and then passed it to me. “Is this her?” Her voice was calm. Malia Smith. The name tugged at my memory but I still couldn't place it. “She's the only daughter of the Smith Group,” Lynda said while showing me a few pictures on the internet.