Mary Wilson

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  • by Mary Wilson 379 Bright Lights Jason had been waiting by the car for a while, getting more and more anxious as time went on. Queen Margaret had left him to make sure Sandra was alright and reported through the mind link that she would help her get ready. Dressed in a well-fitted tuxedo, Jason was a sight to behold. He didn’t know if he had overdone it or if this was just right, “Aren’t you guys taking this a little too far?” the male voice of a familiar beta alpha interrupted his train of thought. Kyle…
  • by Mary Wilson 378 Dilemma Sandra stood inside her room, petrified by the choices she had laid out before her. One was a pale yellow dress that was rather simple. One of those dresses that were comfortable, not too much and yet, not too little either, allowed perfect mobility at the same time. This was her best option for a casual outing. Her eyes glazed over this option and landed on her other options. Her desire to look her best on this date drew her eyes to the other two dresses in the room. One was red and…
  • by Mary Wilson 377 Morning Jog Jason’s hold on her relaxed slightly. Sandra’s senses felt magnified with him this close... The difference between her attraction to him moments ago was colossal. While she could still control herself enough to keep from saying something silly, this change did not go unnoticed. “I’m glad you’re still here. It doesn’t feel real. I’m bound to aid Cole as his beta alpha, which means I can’t just do as I please, but you... You don’t have that kind of restriction. You can…
  • by Mary Wilson 376 When the Clock Strikes Midnight Sandra yawned loudly, throwing her head onto the desk in agonizing boredom, “If I see another request to go collecting firewood from no-man’s-land, I’ll personally go out to their homes and give them a smacking,” the hunter groaned. The crimson-eyed beta alpha next to her chuckled whilst going through a different pile of documents of his own, “It’s important that there be fuel for the people to cook. Those applications allow those that aren’t a part…
  • by Mary Wilson 375 Awakening “And yet you sound quite sane,” the queen stepped in for her enraged husband. “Sanity translates to what you make of the world. Whoever said I was insane?” the man sighed, his words only turning more cryptic, ‘Knowledge can be heavy,’ he thought to himself, “Don’t waste another day on me. Make the decision. Either I stay in the dungeon or you hand me back over to the hunters,” Sean stood up and turned to leave. “Do you even care for your life?” the king called…
  • by Mary Wilson 374 Sean’s Confession A deep silence settled in the king’s office as they took in Sean’s revelations. The moon goddess had made the decision to keep Katie out of their lives solely to protect her from someone else she was using in the royal family. ‘That’s so messed up. What’s she thinking?’ the king’s thoughts raged in a storm of turmoil. He was slowly losing his sense of what was right and wrong in all this. Partly because he was dealing with a family member, so his emotions were…
  • by Mary Wilson 373 A peek into Sean’s Web of Secrets Following the clicking sound from the door, Alpha Phillip pushed the large door open to admit the group of three he was escorting. Alpha Phillip, unlike Alpha Jackson, was a quiet man who was rarely seen with the king. He preferred to actively carry out his errands and communicate through the mind link when the king needed something. That said, he was always present in case the king needed him to physically be. The two were very good friends and the beta alpha…
  • by Mary Wilson 372 Waiting on a Lone Wolf “From a rogue that broke out the Rogue King’s beta alpha to one of the royals. That kind of autonomy does not exist. You must know that at least,” Frank raised his voice to the retreating king. He wanted to sound threatening, but from what he’d already witnessed, that was not going to get him anywhere. Either the king was really tired or he was just used to hearing people make demands of him... or was it something else? “I know, but we can’t be too sure of the…
  • by Mary Wilson 371 Sleeping Warrior Fresh white bandages wrapped the woman at three parts of her body, both shoulders and stomach. These were the three places where the arrows had broken her skin... arrows that had been laced with wolfsbane had gone through her. She was breathing steadily with the help of the machine that monitored her vitals. The constant beeping of the machine was more proof of her being alive than the subtle rise and fall of her chest. She was barely breathing. Regardless of the fact that…
  • by Mary Wilson 370 Brainwashed It was now clear why Silver was frustrated. The Mighty Cupid Shooter had been tricked. It wasn’t that he’d engaged the beta alpha in a fight and lost. He simply hadn’t gotten the chance to engage the criminal. The beta alpha had slipped out from under his nose and escaped while he was the one in charge of keeping him in custody. This did not look good for him. Davin was somewhat impressed by the man’s capability of restraint. A failure like this would surely have him making…
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