Reina 소설 & 이야기

REINA Reina: you guys won't believe this but yacht party is ON!!! Iris: wait. No way! YOUR DAD agreed?? Maya: Oh I am so in for this, it's going to blow up on I*! Liv: omg Reina you’re insanely lucky. Like I'm so jealous I wanna wear your skin! I’m already picking my outfit.

Her wavy blond hair cascaded down her back and her jade-green eyes immediately looked right at Castellana. The woman smiled. "You must be Castellana Sullivan." She extended her hand towards her. "I am Reina from the Harven pack." The model hesitantly shook the princess's hand. The presence of the princess confirmed the rumor that Castellana heard at the hospital. It did not really matter to her, but her concern was directed at the question if Reina would be living in the alpha's condo as well. If that were to happen, then it would be another reason for her to not proceed with the already fucked up arrangement.

"Glad you could join us for dinner, my king. This is Lady Reina Jaafar, the third daughter of Chief Jaafar. She is the first candidate for the consort selection." "Veylor." Reina gave a very deep curtsey, hoping her bosom had been very much displayed. She forced herself to not look at Draekon's face, scared he might find it offensive. To her surprise, Draekon stood to his feet and turned towards her. "Please rise." He muttered, almost sounding cold. But he wasn't. When Reina eventually looked up at him, he was wearing a tight-lipped smile. It was the most basic of smiles, but it had her swooning.

Today, they would make it public. The engagement. Reina and Prince Calder. I didn’t need to hear it to feel it. The bond inside me twisted in warning. I tried to ignore it. I tried to bury it deep. But when I reached the royal courtyard, everything inside me snapped. They stood at the center of the stage. The Alpha King, the court elders, and them. Reina, dressed in silver and blue, like a sacrifice wrapped in silk. Her head held high, her face calm—but I saw through it. I saw the pain in her eyes. She didn’t want to be there. And yet she stood beside him.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

ALAN I watch all color drain from her face. Her eyes are laser focused on the stairs, her body trembling from my son’s rejection. I take the time to properly watch her. Button nose, blue-green expressive eyes, heart-shaped lips, thick brows and lashes… Reina Summers is no doubt the prettiest little thing I’ve seen in a while. A pure sight for sore eyes. Her hand goes through her long, pale-blonde hair which spills over her shoulder in loose, careless waves. She says something to me. I don’t register. Her worried gaze returns to the stairs.