Mary Wilson

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  • by Mary Wilson 349 Rise of General Amanda The Moon Goddess’s request was nothing short of cruel. After only letting the two werewolves get acquainted for less than an hour, she intervened to spring an unreasonable request on both of them. Her timing, however, was purposeful to keep them from rejecting her proposal. Any longer and there was no telling how willing they would be to cooperate. Celeste asked that the female be sent right back into the rogues, to work against them from the inside... as a spy. The…
  • by Mary Wilson 348 Cruel Request Sean was quiet for a bit, thinking it over before answering, “I’m still figuring that out as well. We can get to those details later on. Let’s just take it one step at a time, okay?” “No... I cannot accept you...” “Ah sorry, I forgot to tell you. You don’t get a choice in the matter, I’m afraid. There is no single way I can picture you walking away from me now. I, as well as my wolf, won’t let that happen... and even if you manage to do so, I’ll only follow…
  • by Mary Wilson 347 Virtue of Kindness Sean dressed up, leaving aside the jacket that wrapped around the young girl. When he was done, he watched the woman before him hungrily gobble what he’d packed in silence. Staring at her, he tried to guess her age. While she looked considerably young, he couldn’t call her a young girl either. She was definitely beyond her twenty mark. Beyond that, the prince was drawing a blank. He did know, however, from the scent coming off her that she was indeed his mate. Surprisingly,…
  • by Mary Wilson 346 The Day They Met A little over forty years ago... At a time when King Davin had only been a small prince, barely capable of performing any tasks in the name of their kingdom. At the time, he was still only a child. Back then, the current king’s brother was not known for staying in the same place for too long. He was far too antisocial and wild to be capable of such a thing. He moved about the globe as though it was his home and spent more time in no-man’s-land than any wolf on the planet…
  • by Mary Wilson 345 Second Chance The words from the female rogue royal hit hard. Bree had sought her out to get to the rogue king, but this woman had only spelt her errors out for her and it irritated her to the core. She searched her mind for a witty comeback, but nothing came to her rescue. She’d messed up, she knew that now. Unlike Ginger, Bree didn’t have it in her to go through with something that wouldn’t work. In fact, she would have started all of this in the first place if Ginger hadn’t tried it…
  • by Mary Wilson 344 The Futility of Rage “You certainly want to know everything,” the woman sighed, “If you must know, the rogue king ordered all rogues to relinquish their bloodthirst and blend in with the general population. Doing that will keep the Chase family from finding them even if they make a sweep of the entire no-mans-land.” Bree already knew all this, but every time she felt trapped and tried getting them to explain why they were stuck living in a cottage in the middle of nowhere, this is what…
  • by Mary Wilson 343 Odd family Seated in a chair under the shade of a cottage in the woods was the king’s uncle. He skimmed through the newspaper he’d only procured earlier that morning. Keeping track of what was happening in the world was his only way of knowing if they were being followed and if they were safe. Two slender warm arms wrapped around the man’s neck in an embrace. The man turned to and kissed the new arrival on the lips before she asked, “What are you reading?” “The daily newspaper,”…
  • by Mary Wilson 342 Jane?! Fauna Katie lay in the hospital bed, her chest falling and rising in a painfully even rhythm. The lack of irregularity in her breathing only proved her terrible state. This was just what the body was used to doing. If there was even an ounce of consciousness, she could have taken a deep breath at least once in a few minutes, but she didn’t. Cole found he could stare at her for any amount of time he desired without ever turning away, almost like he’d lose her the moment he took his eyes…
  • by Mary Wilson 341 Ha! Who Knew Royals Could Hurt? The last of the hermit’s meagre confidence vanished as soon as he intervened in the conversation between the Mighty Warrior and the king of Lycaon, not to mention the Sirius family that was in the waiting room along with them. Catching the attention of all the people in this room had been one of his taboos as a hermit. He didn’t believe in the system that ruled their world. Whereas others had to cower in fear because of rogues living in no man’s land. He…
  • by Mary Wilson 340 Voice of the Wild, Guardian of the Forest, Nature’s Puppeteer, Lurking Wolf The woman hurried through the wide open door and froze at what she found in the room. Bound tightly in rope was a young frail girl sleeping in an untidy bed. There were scratches all over her body and fresh cuts probably from the rough treatment she received from the rogues. Her hands had been tied behind her back and the knot around her legs connected to them, keeping her in an uncomfortable position that didn’t…
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