As soon as Marisol's voice resonated through the battlefield, earning all their attention, Nicole released the wolf she'd been tormenting, its body dropping onto the floor with a loud thud as she leaped towards her daughter and immediately pulled her into an embrace.Marisol's eyes immediately welle
She started from her arrival by finding out about the prophecy, Guinevere's curse, and her time at Redwood. She spoke quickly, her words tumbling out in a rush as she tried to convey the urgency of the situation.Her parents listened intently, their expressions shifting from shock to concern as they
“Don't go.”Swallowing, she nodded and sat next to him, cleaning up his wounds with one of her clean dresses. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes as she kept them glued to his wounds. She couldn't bear to look at him right now, not with how guilty she felt. “I knew they were coming. I'm so sorr
Evening approached and sensing that the tension had somewhat eased, Marisol decided to seek out her parents. She knew that despite everything, they loved her, and though they could be a little overbearing sometimes, they were still the best parents a girl could ask for. She hoped their meeting would
“No, I'm very sorry.” “Dad!” She whined loudly and Nicole's amused laughter rang through the air.“You both are such babies” she teased, and the duo rolled their eyes simultaneously and then laughed at their similar reaction. “Marisol, I want you to know that I'll always be here for you," Liam ass
A few minutes later, Guinevere, draped in her cloak, ventured deep into the heart of the forest, the totem containing the essence of the rogue leaders' power dangling from her neck. With each step, the dense foliage seemed to close in around her, and the darkness of night melded with her cloak billo
The atmosphere in Leticia's room was heavy with tension as Marisol, Nicole, and Leticia sat in a circle, each lost in their own thoughts. The recent attack by Dark Moon had shaken Leticia up and even briefly had her questioning her alliance with the werewolves. She'd barely survived that day; Nicol
"These are the tools of our trade," Leticia explained, gesturing towards the contents of the box. "We'll use them to channel your innate energy and guide you in harnessing your powers."Marisol nodded. The once dull thrum of excitement she felt humming louder now. With wide eyes, she leaned forward,
“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