Mary Wilson

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  • by Mary Wilson 359 To My Best Friend “You can’t know the future. And even the little of it you can detect allowed you to save me from the explosion at the reserve. I also can’t thank you enough for saving Kyle as well. It’s not something I thought I’d say... but still, I’m grateful... and,” her words were gone, swallowed up by the growing anguish that threatened to consume her. “One moment we have a daughter and the next, we don’t... Who knew life would be that cruel?” Tom sighed, pulling his…
  • by Mary Wilson 358 Surrounded By Love “What about that last thing you said about healing her instantly? I didn’t quite catch that,” Cole asked after a moment of silence. It was almost like he was trying to fill the heavy silence that had taken over the clearing. “She would still be a werewolf, but she wouldn’t have the powers of one of my Chosen or those of a hunter either. She would be an ordinary royal wolf, free from the additional power I bestowed upon her when she was born,” the goddess replied.…
  • by Mary Wilson 357 Bad news... Understatement... Within the mess of groaning plant life and rapidly creeping vines that continued to entomb the newly Crowned King of Lycaon, the future Queen and the Voice of the Wild, a sole high-pitched scream akin to that of a dying weaver bird rang clear. The same scream continued long after the trees had stopped moving. Cole was almost sure the trees shuddered at the power this scream held within it. Sadly enough, it was a nuisance coming from the old woman trapped with him.…
  • by Mary Wilson 356 Cocooned in Green “Wait, what did you say?” the woman behind her asked. “She was trying to bite her lip. Does that mean something?” Cole asked her. “Of course it means something,” the woman replied, abandoning the futile attempt at keeping the trees at bay and rushing back to the king, “Do you trust me?” she asked him. “It’s not like I have a choice at the moment,” Cole shrugged. “Meh, fair enough,” the woman replied. Claws sprouted from her hands and she…
  • by Mary Wilson 355 Deep Instincts Cole followed the woman keeping wary of the moving vines. The deeper they went, the faster they moved and attempted to block their progress. Cole found that he had to dodge a branch that stuck out almost too suddenly. The first time this happened, he looked at the branch and wondered whether it had been trying to knock him unconscious. After a few more times, however, once when he had to leap over the approaching root and another when he had to completely evade one aiming for his…
  • by Mary Wilson 354 Living Forest “What about you? Did you detect it?” Thorrin asked, worry laced in his voice. “Yes, I did, but I would not be surprised if you took it to be your worry for Katie. Let’s leave that to Micah. He should be able to get it done,” Evelyn flashed a forced smile. The Perfect Warrior put aside his worries and proceeded to the cars that had come to pick them up. Their state of urgency didn’t allow them to visit the Hunter’s Agency. Instead, they drove to the road that would…
  • by Mary Wilson 353 Landing in Brigadia Cole stayed by his mate’s side every chance he had. Even on the way to the airport, he sat in the same van together with the Voice of the Wild. They monitored her unchanging situation with looks of concern even though there was nothing that any of them could do about it. The van eventually reached the airport where two royal jets were already waiting. “Don’t you think it’s reckless for both royal families to neglect their duties all at once?” Cole asked King Davin…
  • by Mary Wilson 352 Deadly Duo The two new customers carried on like there was nothing happening. When Carla tried, she found that the glasses they were wearing were nearly impenetrable to the naked eye. Even with her enhanced sight as a werewolf, there was nothing she could glean from the other side of the dark shades. ‘I don’t think I want to look them in the eye,’ she averted her gaze. Thankfully, they acted as though they hadn’t noticed her staring. “Don’t listen to his drivel. My nephew tends to…
  • by Mary Wilson 351 Letter to the King A grey wolf with dark brown spots at its feet and silver eyes that flashed amber every once in a while dashed through the woods, stopping every now and then to take a drink or to hunt. Her goal was still far from reach and she didn’t dare buckle under the pressure of having run so many leagues following the Great Sirius river upstream. Beatrice hadn’t gotten much sleep or rest for that matter since she’d run from the rogue king. It had been three days since the day…
  • by Mary Wilson 350 King’s Orders Bree sat glued to her seat, wide-eyed as the story came to an end. She’d long forgotten about the venison on her plate and got engrossed in the tale of the two lovers. Once Amanda said “The End” with a sigh of relief, the girl remained frozen for a moment before blinking back to reality. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard from the two of them. “You said forty years, but...” “It’s a lot more than that, I know, but... I like to think of it as a shorter…
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