“No.”“I can not be put down again,” Marisol said urgently. “I need to talk to Caleb.”“No. You should keep your distance for now. Instead, leave the pack house for now, " she suggests in a rush, "Spend the day with my friends until things cool down a bit. Maya, Jake, and Ryan would be happy to be w
Ryan glanced at her, his tone soft and soothing, "I noticed you'd been a little fidgety. What's been troubling you, Marisol?”Marisol hesitated, unsure if she could reveal her plight and, if so, how much she could reveal. Coupled with the relaxed ambiance, there was something about Ryan's quiet empa
What was happening to Cedric? Was it his wolf? Did it get out? Had he done something again, and during the day? Marisol felt a knot of dread forming in the pit of her stomach as they approached the training ground.Just as they emerged from the forest, Cedric stormed into the training ground, his pr
Two days had passed since that heated argument with Marisol, and not once had Cedric caught sight of her since then. Each passing moment only worked to fuel his growing anxiety and frustration, unable to shake the suffocating feeling of unease that gnawed at him, leaving him restless and on edge.He
Caleb recoiled at Cedric's harsh words, but he recovered quickly, wearing an unreadable expression now as he blinked back at Cedric. “So it's true then?” Cedric raised a brow, his irritation building. Caleb seemed to notice that and quickly continued, “I heard what happened. The pack is still in an
Good, he thinks.Before she could react, Cedric had Lily pinned against a nearby tree, his gaze dark and intense."Where is Marisol?" He demanded, his voice low and dangerous.Lily's breath catches in her throat as she begins to heave almost violently. "I- I don't know," she stammers, her eyes darti
Marisol seethed angrily as she followed Cedric's wolf back to the hidden castle. Every step felt like an eternity, her frustration and resentment boiling beneath the surface. She wanted to scream, to lash out at Cedric for his reckless behavior, but she knew it would be futile. Cedric was in his wol
Marisol felt her pulse quicken as he drew nearer, commanding attention and igniting a whirlwind of conflicting emotions within her. His scent and warmth overwhelmed her senses, sending a pleased shiver down her spine. Despite her anger, despite her resolve to keep her distance, she couldn't deny the
“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