Mary Wilson

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  • by Mary Wilson 459 Connecting the Dots Honour was laying by the river shore that day, her head resting on the chest of a man that had insisted she got comfortable. The prince had fallen fast asleep with the sound of rushing water and a cool breeze lulling him to sleep. Honour, however, was not that quick to close her eyes. She loved the peaceful tranquillity of the forest and in the presence of the prince, she was almost complete. She had come here so many times. Looking at the tree line, she noticed a rather…
  • by Mary Wilson 458 A Message In The Wind Honour was still holding Drake when Crysta placed her hand on her shoulder, “Hey… Honour,” the girl spoke in a soothing voice, “He needs to get treatment.” “I could…” “Not in that way… Not in front of so many. He wouldn’t want that. None of us would. Just like Mady, you’re to remain hidden,” this part of the conversation happened through the mind link. Crysta’s words seemed to whisper some sense into the girl’s mind. Honour reluctantly…
  • by Mary Wilson 457 The Goddess and Her Prince Crysta turned to the large tunnel she had just come through upon the slender white wolf’s back. This tunnel was where the prince was supposed to come through, but if she had heard the commentator right, it wasn’t going to be as simple for him as it had been for Lina. “Follow me… We have to help him,” the delta called on her friends. Bree and Crysta were gone before Honour and Madeline had the chance to follow. The Seeker and goddess weren’t as athletic…
  • by Mary Wilson 456 Watching The Strong Crumble Upon hearing King Davin’s hesitation, Cole turned to the king and queen and narrowed his eyes at them. They both wouldn’t meet his gaze. Something was amiss. “We don’t keep secrets between the kingdoms,” the man said to his fellow monarchs. “Hmm,” Martha searched her husband’s face. When King Davin nodded, the queen spoke up, “Then we have quite a number of secrets to tell you,” Queen Martha sighed. When everyone had just tuned in to…
  • by Mary Wilson 455 Blur Over the course of the next few minutes, Crysta found it increasingly harder to hold onto Lina’s silk white fur. The wind screamed louder and louder in her ears and batted at her face violently. The delta struggled to lean and get down even closer to Lina’s body. The white wolf was darting across the snow at speeds unknown to living creatures. Crysta stared ahead and back, now convinced that they were indeed running across the coldest parts of the mountain. And yet, she didn’t…
  • by Mary Wilson 454 Lina’s Decision Crysta opened the white box and took out a cotton swab dipped in spirit before she started cleaning his wounds. The black ooze kept coming out of his wounds and seemed to stain the cotton much faster than normal blood did. She focused on getting him cleaned up, making sure to slow down each time he grimaced in pain and clean the most sensitive areas with extra care. “You seem experienced. When did this happen?” Wyatt asked. “I only know a few basics. Nothing too…
  • by Mary Wilson 453 Beautiful Fantasy World When the sun had finally announced its full glorified presence to the world, Lina started the walk to her friend’s tent to wake her up. On her way there, she stopped and turned to Wyatt’s tent. ‘A few more minutes won’t hurt. I’ll wake Wyatt up and have him help get breakfast ready. Crysta needs her rest after the night she had.’ The princess thought to herself before approaching the tent, trying to justify her reasons for torturing the weakened alpha.…
  • by Mary Wilson 452 Oh, For Goddess’s Sake! “You’re joking, right?” Honour replied after a long pause. “Nope… We arrived yesterday evening. It was even easier this year than it was last year and not to mention the fact that we weren’t attacked by a single wild animal. Talk about a stroke of luck. It was almost too easy. Has Drake arrived yet? I’m sure that one will have no trouble making it to the Arena either,” the beta alpha asked enthusiastically. “No, he hasn’t made it yet. I thought…
  • by Mary Wilson 451 Wandering The girls had been walking for a while, passing several closed stores and establishments in search of an open restaurant. At some point, their search started to feel futile, not to mention the dizzying corridors that seemed to weave together in an intricate maze. “Do you think anyone runs the facilities on this floor? I thought it was only for the royals,” Bree asked her companions. “I think the floor is simply being rented out by the Sirius pack. If it wasn’t for the Royal…
  • by Mary Wilson 450 ‘Just a little longer.’ The warmth of friendship Honour’s eyes fluttered open, staring into space. Like she was witnessing something very far away. The memories of her dream were still vividly flashing through her mind, muddling her thoughts and making it impossible to think straight. Where was she? Who was she? Questions she normally wouldn’t ask herself. Rubbing her eyes, she looked around her. A soft glowing blue mist covered the large bed, flowing away from her like a river’s…
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