Beth Bear Mga Nobela at Kwento

She asked, of course, the mummy bear. “I’m fine, Sasha, why are you getting so worried? You ought to take care of our soon-to-be Alpha,” I said, switching the conversation to be about her. I wouldn't want her to get worried sick about me when she's in this condition. “Who says the child is going to be a male? I have an inkling this is a female,” she interjected with a frown on her lips. Darren kissed her cheeks and then moved to the nape of her neck, I closed my eyes, tired of watching their PDA.

Chapter 284: To Their Deaths Diana’s pov Miss Beatrice had been rather devoted to serving the royal family diligently without any mishaps. Ever since I had known her to be the stoic and uptight woman she was, never had she derailed from that path, even though she was a werewolf herself and faced the hardships just like everyone else. “Let's go,” she ushered us, her ever so stoic expression remained on her face as she ushered us forward, “If we don't move now, we are going to be caught.”

Her jaw drops as she stares at Bertha, who smirks and winks back at her. “My aunt is the strongest High Witch, and her years of knowledge allow her to perform little miracles,” Elysia explains with a giggle. “Thank you, Bertha. I won’t be afraid to give you as much blood as you need,” Azura says, getting up from the bed with newfound confidence. “I won’t require much, darling,” Bertha replies cockily. “But who is this handsome Alpha beside you? Is he the new toy of my niece? Hmm?” She teases, wiggling her eyebrows at Elysia.

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.

“I know, no matter what, you’re still my sweet Beth.” Once the dishes were done and set in the drying rack, Beth joined her grandmother in the living room for a few minutes, an old episode of The Beverly Hillbillies, one of Grandma Iris’s favorites, playing on the television, even though Beth wasn’t paying any attention to it. It was starting to get dark outside, so she decided she’d better go. Not that she was scared to walk around Barryville in the dark, but she remembered bumping into Craig the other day, and she needed to get home if she was going to go with Carly. Despite her better judgment, something told her she was. She hugged her grandma, kissed her cheek, and headed home.

"HEY GHOST." A FAMILIAR voice pipes up just behind me. I steel myself for a moment. I'm so tempted to ignore her, to just close my locker and walk away. I turn around already knowing who I'll see. Beth, Bailey and Becca – or the Three Bs, as they're known at Huntson High. Beth is the Queen Bee, and Bailey and Becca are sort of like the worker bees. They do everything for her; they even carry her bag and her phone.

As the Alpha pair, Hematu and Mitena were given physical strength and great courage; they towered above their pack, determined and fierce. Their medic, Byell, was gifted with intuition, and his mate, the poultice man, Adahy, was gifted with patience. Together, they used Byell’s intuition to uncover Enola’s hiding place, from where she wished to watch her trickery unfold; Adahy’s patience was used to wait, to lure her out.

Auntie Bess came out of the kitchen wiping the excess flour on her apron and stood rooted as she saw Bryan and Helena behind her. “You…. you….” she stuttered as she looked at Bryan “Aren’t you dead?” She then turned to Ben who was standing innocently to the side “You brat, you dared to say that…. See how I take care of you….” She was about to run to the kitchen to get a rolling pin when Helena called out “Bess…...” Her voice wavered, happy tears rolling down her cheeks. Bess hadn’t changed one bit, still as gullible and lively as ever.

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.

, her platinum hair braided and beribboned. Becca and Bailey, being good slaves, are Beth’s accessories for the night. They’re dressed as the bears from Goldilocks and the Three Bears, in unflattering furry brown costumes with giant cartoonish eyes, like Disney theme park mascots. Even though I can’t see their faces I know it’s them, because Beth never goes anyway without her entourage. It would be a tragedy for her to have to hold her own bag. I haven’t seen them since the start of summer break, when Beth cross-examined me about why Felix had been at my house after Fable’s Portland show.