Novels by Miss Bee

SERAPHINA Three days.That was how long I had been staying in Owen and Martha’s small wooden cottage. Three days of warm soup, clean bandages, and a soft bed. I hadn’t had any of those things in a long time; four long months.Back in the pack, an Omega like me was treated like dirt. In the dungeon, I was treated even worse, like a monster. All for a crime I didn't commit. But here, in this quiet little house far from the main road, these two strangers treated me with kindness, even when they didn't have to.They never pushed me to talk. They didn’t force me to get up when my body was shaking. Martha cleaned my wounds with warm water and rubbed herbs over the cuts on my back. Every evening, Owen checked the small furnace in my room to make sure I stayed warm through the night.And they did all of that for someone they didn’t even know. While my pack had abandoned me, these two couples took me like I was their child. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at my hands. The swell

SERAPHINAThe first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the warm sunlight filtering through a small wooden window.I blinked several times, my eyelids feeling heavy and swollen. A strange scent hit me right then; it was the smell of faint smoke and old blankets. It was nothing like the filthy air of the dungeon or the muddy forest.Right then, a strange feeling washed over me. I wasn't outside anymore. Forcing my head up, I looked around the room in complete confusion, wondering where I was or how I ended up here. I was lying on a soft mattress with a handmade quilt pulled up to my chest. The room was small and cozy. There was a small fireplace in the corner, and a simple wooden bedside table holding a glass of water.A home. A cottage.My mind spun as I tried to recall how I ended up here. I racked my brain until the memories came crashing back all at once.I remembered the cold rain pouring down on me after Beta Harold let me escape because he claimed that he was guilty and

MALAKAI “Bring out the prisoner,” I ordered the dungeon guards. “Yes, Alpha.” They bowed their heads and quickly hurried down the dark path leading to the dungeon. I stood in the center of the courtyard, staring up at the cloudy morning sky. I couldn't keep delaying her death anymore. It had been four months. Four long months since she slaughtered my parents in cold blood. She couldn't be alive, breathing the air my innocent parents were robbed of while they rotted away in their graves.If it weren't for her, my fucking parents would still be alive. I still couldn't wrap my head around why she did it. How could a weak Omega have the heart to murder her own Alpha and Luna just for revenge? For the past few weeks I've been wondering if she had an accomplice, if someone had paid her to kill my parents. “She didn't have an accomplice, Kai.” Beta Harold had corrected. “The lad wanted revenge for her father's death and she got it.”Her father's death wasn't my father's fault. Yes, he d

​SERAPHINA​I don't know how long I laid face-down in the freezing mud. My head was pounding like crazy. Every part of my body hurt from months of torture and hunger. I managed to push myself up on my hands and knees, wiping the wet dirt and rain out of my eyes. My eyes watered with tears, but I didn't let it fall. “I was finally free.” But that word left a sour taste on my lips. I was free from that hellhole, but my mother was nowhere to be found. Before I could stop myself, tears began to roll down my cheeks. I had vowed never to cry, but I just couldn't help it. My poor mother has died, and it’s all because of me. If only I had listened to my wolf and gone back home that day, none of this would have happened. I wouldn't have seen Beta Harold, he wouldn't have framed me, and my mom would still be alive.“It's all my fault, Mother.” I cried in a loud voice. “I'm so sorry.”I didn't know how long I stood in the rain, crying for my dead mother, who had died because of my curiosity.

SERAPHINA For three weeks, the routine never changed. Every morning started with the burning sting of syringes filled with wolfsbane, followed by the whip, and then hours of swinging heavy pickaxes in the freezing, pitch-black mines. I tried my best to do all the heavy lifting. I stole my mom's pickaxe whenever the guards weren't looking, forcing my own shredded arms to move until my muscles tore, just so she wouldn't get beaten for falling behind.But I couldn't stop the hunger, and I couldn't stop the sickness rotting her from the inside out.On the twenty-second morning, I woke up on the freezing stone floor of our cell. The cell felt unusually quiet. I turned over, my bones aching, and reached out to touch my mom’s shoulder to wake her up before the guards arrived.She didn't move."Mom?" I whispered, my voice sounding small in the dark room.I pulled myself closer and laid my hand against her cheek. My stomach instantly dropped into a bottomless pit. She was completely cold. H

SERAPHINA The guards grabbed my hair, pulling my head back so hard my neck popped. The cold edge of the silver blade pressed right against my skin. I closed my eyes, squeezing my mom’s cold, shaking hand as tight as I could.I braced myself for the sharp sting of the metal cutting through my throat. I just prayed it would be fast. I prayed we wouldn't feel it for long."Wait, Alpha."Beta Harold’s voice sliced through the air, stopping the guards just in time. I opened my eyes through the thick layer of tears blurring my vision. He stepped closer to Alpha Kai, putting on a face full of fake righteousness and sorrow for the crowd to see."Killing them right now is too easy, don't you think?" Harold said, looking down at us like we were pieces of trash on his shoe. "They took your parents from us, Kai. A quick death in the slaughterhouse is an absolute mercy. They should be made to suffer every single day for the blood they spilled. We should whip them, starve them, and force them to w