Cedric wastes no time and dives in hungrily, savoring every bite with gusto. The flavors exploded on his palate, a feast that seemed to rejuvenate him from within. He relished the diversity of meats, the perfect blend of spices, and the tender juiciness that each dish offered.As he devoured the las
It made it to the pack's borders, the location that held the final memories of a meeting with Marisol, making a few rounds through the lengths of it a number of times, hoping to catch a trace of her scent, anything that could serve as a lead to finding her, but it all proved useless. The relentless
Marisol's days had become a monotonous cycle of solitude and brooding, but today was going to mark a departure from her self-imposed confinement. She felt a weariness settling in, a realization that her plans to escape Redwood were going to be all for nought. With a heavy heart, she decided to step
"Searching for something?" "Yes, dear. It's been quite restless lately. No one knows what it's looking for, but it seems determined to find it." Lily explains, casting a concerned glance in Marisol's direction, and Marisol, for lack of a better reaction, offers a small noise of understanding before
“No, this is not my fault," Marisol muttered to herself, each step now echoing her determination.The more she dwells on it, the more her anger melded into a resolve. She refused to be a scapegoat for the misfortunes within the pack. The responsibility lay with the pack members themselves, with Cale
“I won't take the blame for your wolf's rampage. Innocent pack members are getting hurt because of your inability to control it."Cedric's expression suddenly hardens but Marisol presses on, her tone unwavering. "You need to figure out what's so important to it that’s driving it crazy. And I suggest
Marisol stirs awake to a warm, furry mass surrounding the entire length of her body. It turned out to be Cedric's massive wolf curled quietly around her and fear would be the only logical reaction, but, her wolf seemed completely content with the abrupt cuddling session, if the satisfied purrs that
The pack member she'd spoken to, thankfully, looks up from her task, not a hint of malice in her voice as she replies almost immediately, "Oh, she went to visit her family. Mentioned she'd be gone for a bit, too."The revelation surprises Marisol, no doubt, but she decides she can't hold that agains
“Stop bluffing.” Marisol's smile dropped the moment the dagger slipped into her hands. “We both know that I'm not bluffing, witch.”Before Guinevere could react, Marisol drove the dagger into her heart in one forceful swing. Her eyes blew wide, and she fell right on top of Marisol, pained choking s
The air crackled with magic, and their surroundings became a battlefield of elemental forces. Marisol conjured torrents of fire, sending waves of intense heat crashing towards Guinevere. But Guinevere laughed, her own magic swirling around her like a shield as she countered with blasts of icy spears
Marisol ended up in a dimly lit chamber, the air thick with ancient magic and foreboding. Her grip on the dagger tightened, its energy pulsing against her skin as if urging her forward.She didn't know where she was or how she got there. All she did was allow her senses to lead her, and it seemed th
By the time the truth had fully sunk in, Cedric was a whirlwind of fury and grief. He turned on Leticia, his eyes blazing with a primal rage as he grabbed her roughly, his grip like a vice around her throat."Cedric, stop!" Caleb's voice rang out, his tone commanding. "This won't bring Marisol back.
Caleb's brow pinched in concern as he took in Cedric's disheveled state. “How? Was Guinevere here?” He looked around frantically and found no sign of infiltration. He turned back to his brother. “Don't worry, we'll find her," he assured, his voice a steady anchor within the chaos that was Cedric's m
In the hushed stillness of the night, when the world lay shrouded in darkness and all was quiet, Marisol rolled out of bed. It was time.She knew what she had to do. A sense of duty pulsed through her veins, driving her from the warmth of her bed.Silently slipping out from beneath the covers, she m
Marisol's heart swelled with conflicting emotions at Cedric's declaration. His eyes, conveying his utmost sincerity, almost had her bursting into tears where she sat. Instead, she forced a smile, her applause joining in with the others, though inside, she felt a pang of sadness.“That's wonderful ne
A smile spread across Marisol's face as she turned around in his arms to face him. “Nervous? Why on earth…”“Okay, I was nervous on your behalf.” He admitted with a sheepish grin, and Marisol regarded him with a fond smile. “But Leticia was right. When we retreated, they prowled around aimlessly for
Marisol stepped out of Leticia's chambers with a million thoughts bubbling in her head. She didn't know if she wanted to scream or cry. Maybe she wanted to do both. It was so unfair. Her parents had told her she was destined for greatness. Was this fate's idea of greatness? To be made to sacrifice