Amy In The Walking Dead Novels & Stories

Rhett seemed pleased with himself; I doubted Garrett would want to harm her now. Finding out in these circumstances was awful. Amy and I had never had it easy; as Alphas, why would we? I could accept her now, all of me. If we survived this latest tribulation, surely it would be our greatest triumph? Food and water were in short supply, though someone smuggled in watermelon. Amy was coming round by now, still groggy. “Is Lisa on our side?” were her first words when she saw the fruit. I wasn’t sure what to say. Plenty of people knew how partial the female Alpha was to this refreshing snack in particular.

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"

“I did exactly as you said. I put the exact dosage in her food, more than enough to kill her and I even saw the maid leave with the food. Even if it was a powerful Alpha who took the dosage I used, they would be dead by now. But...I don't know how...how she managed to survive it.” “You don't know?” The mirror in his office shattered and Amy shivered, wanting to be anywhere but in that room. “If you did as you were told, you would know. You obviously went there and messed everything up. But mark my words, you will clean up this mess yourself or I will kill you with my bare hands.” Amy swallowed hard, terrified of the crazy Alpha. Even after hearing the threat, Damark said nothing, filling his

I had no idea it was this late. Jace stirs beside me and I immediately turn my attention to him. "Jace! Are you awake? It is me, Amy. We are safe. Dwayne is gone," I blubber nervously. The black wolf's eyes flutter open. I stare into his eyes and with deep joy that he is finally awake. I hold his head in my hands and continue pleading. "I am so glad you are finally awake. You have been unconscious for so long. I was so afraid you would never wake up."

“Choked on my drink, that’s all.” “Careful. Don’t spill anything on the carpet,” I said. He scowled. “Funny.” They must have felt the tense energy between us, so Alex interrupted. “How is your new product going, Amanda?” “I am still working on it. I promise that this time it won’t fail. I am hoping to go somewhere tomorrow and get one last ingredient.” He was puzzled. “I thought you received it this morning.” “It’s a last-minute thing. I already called the place and Diego has agreed to come, right Diego?” I turned to him. His eyes bulged out of his face.

A crowd of people… No, witches, surrounding her. This is current Amy. I grab her hand and tighten my grasp, as we watch the other Amy walk closer to the moon, then turn back towards us. Her body is splashed with blood and a creepy smile gracing her face as she looks back at the carnage she’s caused, then to her followers. A sob leaves Amy when we see Liam walking closer to her, and she falls to her knees, and I follow her, staying by her side. The creepy smile on vision Amy only widens at the sound of Liam’s voice. “Amy. Please. Amy. I know you’re in there.” He rasps, clearly tired from the battle he’s fought.

Amy is the direct kin of Kate, making her Artemisia’s blood-cousin, and she always acts like a loyal dog for the false Luna candidate. "Who are you calling street trash? Say it again and I will rip your throat out!" Nyra screams, her painted face flushing a violent crimson from her alpha heat. "Are you all not trash?" Amy scoffs, turning her gaze back to the lodge master. "Are you truly allowing these low-born creatures to handle the food?"

“You woke up, without any side effects. You woke up healed Amy. No pains, no headache. Free.” “I’ve never been this happy. We’re free Amaia! Free!” She throws her hands up in the air. I chuckled, while she laughed. A peal of laughter that was filled with so much happiness in it. “How does it feel, c’mon feel it in the air, take it in your lungs. The happiness in the air, feel the dawn of the new season coming into our pack. Feel it. And it’s all because of you, waking up..”

The woman glanced up at the question and fixed her eyes into the young man's as if questioning his intentions before he flashed a toothed smile and tilted his head to the side. The woman cleared her throat and wiped her cheeks, where a few stray tears fell. "I'm Amaya." She quietly answered. Ash nodded at the name as he held out his hand for a handshake.

he said lightly. I managed a small smile, but the mate situation still weighed on me. Nicholas noticed my silence and sighed. “It’s going to be okay, little Om–” The sound of his phone ringing cut him off. “Nico,” William’s voice came through once he answered it. His voice was tense. “They found a Crescent Moon pack member dead. With the same effects as the Lycan flower.” Nicholas stiffened beside me. “Where?” he asked, his jaw tightening.