*Mackenzie*Fireball leaped over the log and, with a wild roar, sank her teeth into the native's shoulder, causing him to drop his ax to the ground with a groan. I stepped back, stretching my hands and summoning my flames. The natives also retreated when they saw my powers and the burning lynx, which did not hesitate to tear them to shreds."Holy shit, Starfish. You run from me again, and you won't be able to sit down for a week. Do you understand?" Conrad ran out of breath, tearing up the vines blocking his path."And you, young lady, can forget about scratching behind your ears for a month." He threatened Fireball, who reluctantly released the native and, offended, turned away from Conrad."Don't give me that shit. I'm not joking, little one." Conrad repeated, but Fireball stood unfazed."Honey, maybe it's better to focus on these people than on our punishment, ok? After all, they tried to cut me up with those axes." I pointed at the retreating people, not extinguishing my flames.Co
*MacKenzie*"When will you stop pretending, Kenzie?" Robert asked, changing my bloody bandages.I hissed when he accidentally pulled too harshly, pilling off a significant layer of skin. "When the right time comes," I replied through tears.The pain was nothing new, but Robert had never been this harsh. Why such a change today? Since we met, I could only describe him as the protective, caring, and oversensitive bigger brother I always wanted to have."I'm sorry, Kenzie. I don't know how long I can watch you suffer for nothing." He apologized and gently started to change all the dressings on my back.I met Robert when I was ten; he was thirteen. From the first moment, something between us clicked, and we stayed together through thick and thin. He became my best friend and followed me and my mom on our mission to find my father.Robert was an orphan we met in one of the rogue's camps on our way. With no relatives to take care of him, he joined us, and we spent the rest of the journey ge
*MacKenzie*"Please, Kenzie. Wake up, baby girl." I heard a distant but desperate voice begging me to open my eyes. I felt drained from all the energy, as if some mystic power sucked all my happiness, leaving behind a void, buzzing in my ears and a stinging sensation in my body.I started to stir, groaning in pain, annoyance, or some unfamiliar reason, but my chest hurt the most as if I was stabbed, yet the culprit was a novice and couldn't kill me properly."Ouch." I wined as I massaged my numb chest."Oh, my God. Kenzie. I'm so glad you're up." I felt Robbie's strong arms around me and winced in pain. "Sorry, what the hell happened to you?" He asked, almost yelling as he scanned my body.What happened? That's a pretty good question. My mind seemed to be on drugs because nothing came close to explaining why I was unconscious and in pain on my cabin's floor. I looked around, hoping to find clues, but my vision also suffered as everything spun."I remember Esther," I mumbled, remember
*MacKenzie*The last two days were hectic. We successfully escaped the hunt and stumbled upon some rogues that added problems to our already messed up situation, but we continued.We defeated them thanks to Robbie's fighting skills and ran to safety. Unfortunately, my health condition worsened, and we had no idea why. Sudden and long-lasting chest pains that appeared randomly got Robert concerned.I had suspicions of the reason, but I didn't want to worry Robbie about another problem, especially when the situation was unbelievable at its best. Robbie had already dealt with much more than he was supposed to."Kenzie. I have some great news."Robert entered our motel room with a chirpy attitude and amazingly smelling croissants in a paper bag."Hopefully, it's something fitting these deliciously smelling goodies in your hands." I pointed at the bag, already salivating at the smell."It's way much better than that." Robbie smiled and handed me the bag. "Here, eat it and listen." He sat o
*MacKenzie* I was skeptical about Robbie’s decision to join that mysterious woman and her bodyguards. Not because they all looked scary in their massive wolf forms running around us as if they were escorting us to death, not leading to the safe place. But because the trip itself doubled the uneasiness in my stomach. We’ve traveled the entire day and didn’t reach the rogue King’s territory. We have camped the night at some cabin in the middle of nowhere where the five wolves guarded it like a fortress with their queen inside. That’s how I’d describe the way they treated Claire. Like the queen, they vowed to protect with their lives. The next day, we woke up with the sunrise, and after eating breakfast, we continued our journey. My ass was as sore as ever, straddling for so many hours, the wolf running at his most speed. My knuckles turned white with the intensity I gripped his fur, preventing me from falling. I have ridden on Seath before, but it was just for a few minutes and never
*MacKenzie* The sun shone through the not-fully-drawn curtains in my bedroom, teasing me to wake up. I reluctantly opened one eye and peeked at the clock on my nightstand. I groaned, seeing it was too soon to wake up. I rolled onto my back and turned my head, avoiding the persistent rays. „I’m up. I’m up!” I groaned into the space. I sighed, enjoying the velvety softness of my bedding. I have never laid in such luxurious fabrics. Not that I didn’t know them. It’s just they were never meant to be mine. Esther ensured that everything luxurious was sent to her dear viper daughter, Daniella. Yes, I have siblings. Technically, we are half-siblings, as we only share a father, which I wasn’t sure about. How can a father be so different with all his children? When Danielle was treated like a princess, I was barely acknowledged. I knew I was born out of wedlock, but a man should take responsibility for his actions, right? Not. I exhaled and shook my head, dismissing all the negative thoug
*Mackenzie*Mrs. Kringle wrapped the herb bread in the cloth and shoved it into my hands before practically kicking me out of the bakery to go home. I stumbled, almost falling, but she didn’t care as she raised her finger, threatening me.„You better go home, Kenzie, this instant. I am not keeping you more than necessary, and you should have been at home for at least two hours preparing for the storm.”I listened to her with a scowl on my face. Mrs. Kringle, as she likes to be called, was the sweetest older lady I have ever met. With her warm amber-gold eyes, gray hair tied in a high bun, and a plump figure, she looked much like Santa Claus’s wife. The only difference was that Mrs. Kringle didn’t wear red. She preferred blue.„But you still need help with the rolls for the King’s manor, and the storm looks to be far enough so I could help you with the job and return
*Conrad*My paws hit the moss with a double force. Rip tried to take control and overthrow me to do what his animal instinct told him, but I couldn’t let him ruin our peaceful and simple life. I fought with my wolf, preventing him from finalizing the complete shift.’You have no right to deny me, my mate. You might not want her, but I already love her. I hate you for rejecting her!’Rip raged at my decisions and struggled with the pain of our two counterparts not working together. It was never supposed to be like that. Since werewolves were created as equal parts of one man, everything we do, we do the same. Our moves are synchronized; our bodies cannot hurt each other, and our thoughts are always in agreement. There should be no doubts about how we think, act, or feel, yet I did the unthinkable and went against nature. ’What do you want me to say? Ha!’