After a few moments of tense silence, Marisol decided she couldn't take it anymore. "Are you going to eat, or do you plan to just stare at me through the night?” She deadpans.Cedric blinked at that, as if snapping out of a trance, and quickly averted his gaze. "Sorry," he mutters, eyes now on his f
Lingering stares evolved into deliberate, lingering touches, each contact sending a jolt of electricity through Marisol's veins. It was as if every brush of his skin against hers ignited a fire within her, one that burned so deliciously, leaving her yearning for more.It was in the library one eveni
In the next few days, Marisol discovered her resolve to be so much weaker than she might've expected, although, at this point, she should've expected it to be so, because nothing ever seemed to go the logical way when it came to Cedric. For what felt like the nth time since their first encounter, M
The day of the full moon finally descended upon Redwood, casting an eerie glow over the landscape as the sun dipped below the horizon. While the rest of the pack sought refuge within the safety of their homes, Marisol remained in the hidden castle, stubbornly following Cedric everywhere he went.As
“Hi, nice to meet you again,” Marisol answered, a wave of relief washing over her as she tried to suppress her mirth.For a moment, there was hesitation until a flicker of recognition flashed in its eyes, a spark of humanity that shone through the primal instincts that drove him. And at that moment,
He was hungry and hungry for her. The kiss deepened, igniting a passion that burned hot and fierce between them. Marisol's soft moans mingled with Cedric's low growls as they succumbed to the irresistible pull of desire, their bodies pressed together in a passionate embrace. His wolf was on the edg
The next day, Marisol woke up in her own room. In her disoriented state, she felt surprised and confused at first, the once familiar space no longer felt like hers, until the memories from the night before came flooding back, bringing the pain along with it. As the events of the previous night repl
The realization that the prophecy might indeed be true and that Marisol had a pivotal role to play in it spread like wildfire among the pack. It filled them with a newfound sense of determination and purpose, igniting a spark of hope that had long been extinguished. They began to prepare themselves
“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