Romans & histoires Branch Books 2

As soon as Henry was set free, he instantly wolfed out. "Damn, thanks bro," Henry uttered while he was panting. Jacob just nodded, and as soon as Henry breathed out a long sigh, Ramirez screamed at the top of her lungs. "Aaaaahhhh! Damn it! These branches! My mate hadn't even touched my hand yet!!" She crankily voiced out. The reason she yelled those words out was because the branches grabbed hold of her front paws, unlike Henry's with his feet. Simultaneously, Xander was grabbed by his hind legs, and my beta was grabbed from his stomach. It was utter chaos as the four of us, who had not been dragged, tried our best to evade the branches. It made an effort to catch us, but we all jumped from

He asked with the biggest smirk “Thank Goddess, you came to help us, Shaw.” Sophie started to talk in a dramatic tone. “Dora is strong, but we’re two, and she’s only one.” “Hey!” I exclaimed but they just laughed. “Okay, come on. Jump on my back and I’ll help you girls out.” He said as he lowered himself so Sophie could get on his back. After she did he took her closer to my parents while I and Char stood behind struggling with that huge amount of broken branches on the floor. As I opened the passage for Charlotte, holding a huge branch that was trapped in the roots of a tree, I noticed that there was something tangled in those roots that glowed discreetly. As soon as Charlotte was at a safe

She still loved a man who never felt an atom of love for her. I wasn’t sure whether to feel threatened or not until I watched her pull out a black book from her bag and she began scribbling on a page. A loud tear resonated as she tore the page out and handed it to me. “This is who you need to contact.” She smiled at me as she handed over the torn out paper. I stared down at the details in front of me and gulped loudly. Vinnie paced towards me, noticing the blood drain from my face. Taking the paper, he stared at it just as wide-eyed as I had.

ISLA'S POV I stared at the imposing glass tower of the Blackthorne Group, my stomach twisting into knots. The morning sun glinted off the building like a mocking smile, reminding me exactly where I stood—far below the people inside. Swallowing my pride tasted like ash. Yesterday, after the disaster at the restaurant, I’d gone home ready to burn every bridge. But reality hit harder than Dare’s cruel words. Mum’s health had worsened overnight, and I'm broke. Mom's business hasn't been going smoothly, recently.

Her brother shook his head sadly. She wiped her tears away. “Carlos was never going to let us go. He had grandiose plans to take over this city. Do you know what was on those flash drives? The Bratva’s bank accounts and the billions of dollars they control. Carlos and his no good friends were going to steal the money and force them to hand over this territory. He was going to start a war no one could…win for money.”

But guilt twisted inside me because I wasn't sure that was true. Bran remained silent for a while. Then suddenly he released me. "Wait here." He stood up from the bed and walked toward his bedside cabinet and pulled out a photo album and a sealed letter. Then returned to the bed and placed both items in front of me. "What is this?" I asked, turning the album back and forth. "Take a peak." Bran said, smiling from ear to ear. I picked up the photo album first. The first photograph showed a smiling baby in a cot. The second showed a smilinb little girl about the age of three sitting beside a beautiful woman. The woman was laughing while the little girl was trying to put flowers into her hair.

The weight of it all pressed down harder memories I couldn’t reach, truths buried deep inside my mind, making it impossible for me to reach them. Arthur stepped back from the car. He looked over at me, his voice steady but gentle. “Come on. We’ll take this car back. Maybe there’s something in it we missed.” He moved toward the front of the car, where a large branch had fallen across the hood. Arthur grabbed hold of the thick limb, muscles tensing as he started to pull it away. The wood cracked, brittle with age, but beneath it were jagged ends, splinters, and broken bark twisted like claws.

He screamed but I didn’t stop twisting not until he dropped the knife. “Serra, behind you!” Mandy yelled. I let go of his hand and kicked his back hard making him kiss the grassy ground. I turned around only to see a huge branch of tree in my direction. On the opposite end was the skinhead man grinning victoriously. A fast swipe of air cut in front of me. The next thing I saw was a huge back of a man in black before me. “Grip...” I whispered. I swiftly inclined to his sides and peeked. The branch stopped centimeters away from his eyes but he didn’t even blink. The corner of his lips rose and then the branch exploded into pieces.

Why was she hung up on this? ”Hey, Lydia,” I nudged her shoulder which seemed to get her out of whatever trans she was in. ”Yeah?” ”Flip the page,” I said and gestured to the book. Lydia cleared her throat and flipped the page. The words were faded to such an extent that it was nearly impossible to read them. There was that branch again only this time it was broken in the middle with thorns sticking out on each side. They were a faded red which seemed to symbolize blood.

'CRACK! I felt a violent shudder travel through my arms, as his head slammed right into the tree. He made no sound at all and he fell limp instantly. I knew that I'd broken his neck, so, I let go of his body and he fell through the air like a comet, then smashed into the ground below. With the killing need now out of my system, I could finally focus on trying to hunt down Freya. I could hear wolves all around me whimpering and howling out in pain, and that told me that the other hunters from the house had joined in the fight. I flew around searching for Freya, but each white hunter light I spotted, wasn't her.