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62. Infinity Wars.
"Get ready, Queen. You have an assembly to attend."
Ginger and Garlic came to inform the wife of alpha.She wore a purple dress, one side high slit and sleeveless, her hair tied up in a bun. She had smokey eye makeup on with red lips. A purple jewels crown upon her head.Ginger and Garlic made her ready for the assembly.She wore the same maroon velvet gown with fur on its borders.Wearing the pointed high heels pumps in maroon, Pidge made her entry on the assembly.Watching her walking, all of them immediately rose at once.Weston was staring her blankly. The way she carried herself, her way of walking... as any sophisticated lady would do.She was beautiful in her way, that red hair tied in a sleeky bun, strands falling on either side of her ear. The way she carried her crown with the heavily weighted gown.Pidge walked as some sort of a Goddess."If the was the swamp goddess, I would run after her and chase her."Weston spokeRelated chapters
Dasher 63. Paxson, The Child Eater.
It was that time when Pidge was so excited to have Maddox back. She knew Vlora had gone to bring him back.The black sky gradually turned into dim grey and the illumination of stars got languidly lusterless. Millions of stars in the ebony sky started hiding their brightness and got slowly dissipate as if someone was going to coming. Divergent birds were gently flying in the manifest sky and their dulcet dawn chorus was easily audible.The first orange hued rays appeared on the skyline, which went through the clouds and the prodigious sky was easily visible. The sun came out of its abode across the brilliant orange horizon and glimmered in the sky. The sparkling sun started slowly rising the scarlet skyline, which differentiated the sky and the land.Now the warm breeze can be felt and the plants made a beatific smile towards the sun.Just then the morning’s sunrise was a breathtaking display of radiant colours. Bright streaks of red,
Dasher 64. Dirty Little Demands.
"It is not an order but a warn-" she made his mouth squat like a duck with her hand making a quack sign.He was immediately shut up. "Oh, alpha. Why do you always forget how to talk with me?" she asked examining the perfectly manicured nails of herself.Her one hand still was in the same position. When his anger was calm down and his face relaxes, she leaves his mouth and he breaths heavily."Much better..." she smiled.Maddox was getting on his last nerves...the woman ahead of him was the stubborn one.He cannot wait to kill her and eat her flesh."How badly I wish to snap your neck at this very moment. But, alpha does forgive me for sparing your life.""I-" "Okay...you want me to release the children, right?" "Everything has a price, alpha. You know it better.""What do you want in return for the children?" He finally came to the important topic...she knew he would sooner or later come up to the point.The
Dasher 65. Whistling Witches.
"Oh, babe. This is my sister..." Paxson cuts Maddox saying, "Vlora Dasher, right?" Vlora stood there impassively. She had no good to talk to the witch she has been fearing off her whole childhood.She wishes to snap her neck at this very moment."You are beautiful," Paxson complimented pleasantly."And you are wicked. Now that you have my brother, don't think you will adjust in our family. You can take my brother and rot in hell with him."Paxson chuckled hysterically. The wrinkles cane across on the corner of her lips when she laughed.Pidge was listening to them, eyeing her pathetic husband from the corner of her eyes."I knew you won't like me...back then you both were children. But right now, I am dating your brother..." Paxson winked at the she-wolf."Did anybody ever tell you that you are an obnoxious, pathetic and worthless little bitch?" Vlora blurted out.Maddox could only enjoy their conversation. He knew his sister was one of
Dasher 66. I Am The Only Man.
It is a punishment to go out during the hot summer. The mercury is at its peak during the summer. Heat is unbearable even during the early hours of the day. As the mercury ascends, there is a temperature rise. All living beings find it difficult to bear the scorching heat. Life is very uncomfortable during this time. The early hour of the day is pleasant, particularly when the sun is about to appear. It is cool and calm. Cold wind blows. But with the rise of the sun, the mood of the day seems to be changing. Heat is felt during the hour. As the sun ascends, the plants also begin to feel the severity of the day. Their teases fall. They appear dull. Even the flowers which have bloomed soon lose their charm during the day hour. The period between dawn and sunlight present a lovely sight. The twilling scene is very beautiful. The calm and serene atmosphere, the cool and bracing climate and the refreshing breeze give a soothing effect. The chirping sound of the bird appears to be enchant
Dasher 67. His Blazing Witch.
"What else do you want me to do for you, Paxson?" Pesta asked in a nasal tone. "Paxson? Well, I thought you are going to call me..." "Okay, enough. I have to get back before someone notices me..."With that, Pesta turned to walk away leaving the child eater alone.Late in the dark forest, standing on the edge of the cliff, she slipped her feet and flew down.Letting out wicked shrieks, Paxson was flying in the air. The cold wind striking directly on her face. Her hair blowing away.Her last shriek echoed around the forest when Conrard was in his wolf form, his ears rose to a sudden shriek.Vlora, Debrah and Weston had left to talk to a monk...Vlora left her daughter in Dasherwood with Leticia. Pidge might be back soon plus her father was here to look after her.She had to solve this matter. Finish Paxson once and for all so that her brother would be released.Crystal was whining about her mother leaving her for a road trip and her
Dasher 68. Angel Eyes.
"Come on, sister. Sit in the car, right this moment."Maddox gestured them to sit in the car. All three of them got seated and he asked the monk to pull over.Maddox kept his car behind them and when they reached go Vegas again, he changed his direction.Maddox Dasher went to the beach to check up on his yacht company. These days have been so busy for him. He was divided between two different worlds. He never knew marrying a human could bring him to face this kind of bothering things. But in the end, what matters him the most is his wife and the child which is yet to born. This story of Paxson is taking way too long. There might be a way to get rid of her...he can't just say it to her directly.When in anger Paxson gets the most vicious witch. He can't bear to get her violence out on his child. She will go after him, that he was sure of. The enclosed beach is silent, the bright ball blinds him as it emerges, it rises like a yellow lollipop on the dist
Dasher 69. The Last Full Moon.
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Dasher 70. Begging In The Monastery.
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