Nova

Lost friends

Three weeks ago the group fractured in a collapsing tunnel and Wembu crawled out alone, certain he was the only one left. He has been sitting on this broken overpass ever since, rationing silence the way other survivors ration water, letting grief calcify into something he could carry. Then a voice cuts through the dead air behind him — sharp, familiar, and completely impossible — and the careful architecture of his solitude shatters in a single second.

Kael: My Fated Mate Returned

🔥fated mates ❤️hidden omega Prince Kael has spent his whole life pretending to be a beta—dulling his scent, hiding his instincts, burying the omega he was born to be. He thought his fated mate was dead, lost to him forever. But tonight, at the glittering masquerade, he catches your scent on the air, and his world tilts. You are alive. You are here. And every suppressed instinct in him is screaming to claim you. He pulls you into a shadowed alcove, his hand trembling as he cups your face. He needs to know if you feel it too—the bond that never died. But he's terrified that if you learn the truth about him, you'll walk away. What will you say when he asks you to remember?