Beth Bear นิยาย & เรื่องราว

However, the alert silence in the room didn’t last long as Beth’s choked sobs broke through. Despite his current state, Alex was the first to reach Katherine’s side. “My dear sister…. Big sister thought… she would never see you again… my dear sister…” Beth choked between sobs as she hugged her sister tightly. Beautrice had just opened her eyes. She stared blankly at the ceiling, trying to grasp the last thought lingering in her mind, when she was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace. This warm scent… she knew… this was her big sister.

Successful in both the human and the wolf world, running a chain of businesses and being the youngest Beta after bringing down a massive Stag. He had never had the heart to admit it, and Jayden had never read it in his mind somehow— maybe because he thought of it as one of his closely guarded secrets, so secret he rarely even thought about it, but he had loved Alisa because he thought she looked like Jayden’s Avana, back when Avana was still a living, breathing wolf, and not a shadow in the tales told of her.

That sounds like her. She helps me to my feet carefully and presses my walking staff into my hand. “Come on,” she says. “Let’s get you home before it rains.” As we begin walking, I brush mud from my dress. “We can’t afford to let Father notice that his blessed daughter is late,” I add. “Your suitor is supposed to visit tonight, remember?” Betsy groans dramatically. “Please don’t remind me. I would rather throw myself into that river. I don’t want to get married, Bella. I really don’t.”

Beth said as soon as she jumped into my room. She started searching my room, throwing open my wardrobe, looking under the bed—and then, more ridiculously, inside drawers. “Beth!” She whipped around to look at me. “I just don’t know what’s come over you—and yes, to answer your question, you are beautiful.” She dragged in a breath. “I guess no one has told you before, but Freya, you’re the most beautiful girl I know. You have a perfect heart-shaped face, the largest, softest brown eyes I’ve ever seen, and your inky-dark hair… It’s the kind of hair men write songs about. It’s just a pity we’re omegas, and so we’ll never find our fated mates. But I’m sure the man who ends up marrying you will ch

That steadied me more than his hand could have. I looked at Beth, then back to Eleanor. “Beth is not my mouse. She is my friend. Which means she has stood beside me in dressing rooms, hospital waiting areas, cheap kitchens, bad rehearsals, worse auditions, and lately, the kind of nightmare most people in this hallway would turn into charity gossip by breakfast.” Beth’s face changed. I did not stop. “She is funny when I cannot breathe. Brave when nobody asked her to be. Loyal without an audience. And if you think any of that makes her smaller than the women in this room, then your imagination is more limited than your manners.”

And then she got up and ran to her room. Slamming the door shut. Silence filled the room. And Selene sighed deeply. Bethar's shoulders shook slightly as tears poured from his eyes. Wow. Selene glared at him. “How convenient of you to come for your daughter,” she sneered. “You were never in her life.” Bethar whipped his face with the back of his hands. And then he got up and sat down on a chair. “ I deserve everything happening to me. I thought I was doing the right thing,” Bethar said.

He would land on his ass before we could get anything from him. “My goodness Sarah, you have brought quite the entourage,” Beta Steve teases as he walks down the stairs and pulls me in for a hug. Now I know this is for show. He never hugs me. I mind-link Jack this information as Steve releases me. “I cannot say how glad I am to see you folks,” he adds to the group.

A human that's just at the wrong place at the wrong time. For the first time in years I resent my role of being Beta. I can't hurt my mate! How the f**k am I to do that? And if she is, if we find out she's truly a hunter, come to infiltrate us, I'll have to do much worst than hurt her. I'll have to kill her. My instincts are tuned to protect her, protect her from harm. How am I supposed to protect her from the danger that's now become me?

In the course of time Bee tells Ryan about the dream she had and what he used to do in those dreams but still he doesn't take them seriously and believes she was just being imaginative. Then comes the day of Bee's birthday, Bee is given a dress for that day which she wears and comes out. For some reason she gives out Catherine's aura which worsens his mood and he starts boozing. He drinks a little too much and thus Bee escorts him to his bedroom.

Aelfric and his mother cried even more when they heard this and even little Beeta with all her display of bravado couldn't help but shed a few tears too. **** Sweet Beeta died two days after she took ill. She was buried beside Itzel at the local cemetery in Winton. The service was officiated by the vicar and almost all the village occupants attended the heart breaking ceremony. To a young Aelfric, it had seemed so unfair. He decided that the world was a sad place full of so many injustices.