Carol's Daughter On The Walking Dead Novels & Stories

Her eyes are wide, jumping from me, scanning around. “My name is Nate Blackwood. I’m the Beta of the Black River Pack. I came to have a meeting with your Alpha.” She gulps, checking me over again, and I hope she decides I’m not a threat. When she relaxes, her face contorts in pain. “I’m Carol,” she whispers, laying back. “Are they all dead?” she asks, voice shaking. “The only survivors we’ve found are two boys and you. They ran into the woods, scared of me.” I reply with my brows furrowed.

Omegas are very sensitive to sounds, especially the Alphas growls. Mary cleared her throat. "You are absolutely right! This is our younger daughter, Rose." She nudged my sister forward, laughing nervously. "Cara is a beta. She is the one who will be seeing you." Aiden instantly cooled down, his shoulders sagging in relief. That stung a lot. His features softened, and he motioned us to walk along with him. My father held my hand and pulled me along.

You know what will happen if they even think we’re harboring a werewolf—worse, Kael’s bloodline. Carlos closed his eyes. A thousand years of calm, of silence, of forging his existence between two worlds—threatened by a single heartbeat. Why is she here? Carlos asked, though he already sensed the answer. We don’t know. She doesn’t even know what she is. That’s the worst part. She’s walking around with no idea what she’s risking. Kael’s daughter or not, if the Council finds her— Carlos cut in, calm yet commanding. Don’t touch her. Don’t even speak to her.

She nodded sympathetically before tracing circles on my arm, I glanced towards the woman who was standing hands on hips a frustrated and annoyed expression on her face. “I am so sorry for Danni’s intrusion Luna, I did not see you until it was too late to stop her.” She sighed again, defeated. “She has been so excited to meet you since Damon announced he had found his mate.” I smiled nodding in acceptance before patting the ground next to me. She followed my lead and sat down as the other children started to play in the meadow. “What was your name?” I asked her, studying how kind her face was. “Carole, I babysit all the kids in Blood Moon pack.”

The leader glared at Azaroz. Azaroz replied with a sigh, and they watched her fell asleep on the lawn. They saw that she had blood in her stomach, and a white orb started to show up from her side. It grown size, and then the leader chanted a spell to stop it. “Let’s figure out what’s going on, but first, let’s gave her an appropriate dress than that toga.” The leader said. The members of the coven nodded at the leader. Helios carried Karla on his shoulder. He followed his mates to a giant tree with a circle door.

"Albert did not kill Derek. Carol did. She set him up." "Carol is a Reapers council member," Hammer said. "She would not—" "Carol is dead. I killed her twenty minutes ago after she tried to murder me and Sienna." I held up my phone, showing photos Knox had sent. "And we have got proof she killed Derek too. Phone records, security footage, everything." "Why should we believe you?" Truck demanded. "Because I am Marcus Cross's daughter. Because I am Albert Morrison's wife. And because if you kill him, you will have to kill me too." I walked forward until I stood beside Albert. "We do this together or not at all. That was always the deal."

Who had ever dared speak to her this way? But now wasn’t the time to argue. She bit her lip and quietly dragged her raving daughter out of the room. “Don’t pull me! Let me go! I don’t want to die, please, I really don’t want to die…” Carol sobbed loudly on the floor. Her voice trembled, filling the air with a sense of dread and misery. Evelyn had no strength left. All she could do was follow along as her daughter continued her hysterics. After half an hour of chaos, Carol finally stood up on her own and staggered out of Sheila’s hospital room.

However, there was also a possibility that Belinda still hated Celine’s father and wanted revenge by targeting Celine. On the other hand, Caroline was Belinda’s biological daughter. How could Belinda harm her true daughter? To be honest, Hunter was more likely to attack Caroline than Belinda. Belinda still needed Caroline as her successor. Adrian replied, “I don’t know if Carol’s alive or dead now. I saw her lying unconscious on Mom’s table. There was a shattered cup on the floor. Mom looked furious and told me to get lost. I was startled by her shouting and fell. All the food spilled onto the ground.”

He then took her to the shelter's hospital where she was confirmed dead. It's 4am, Carla was woken up by a bad dream. She saw a little girl walking down a path alone and suddenly a vampire attacked her, he kept sucking as she lost every atom of strength in her. Someone called out her name and the vampire fled. She tried to remember the name she heard… "Urghhh, fuck this, I'm up! Carla said. She completed her morning routine and headed downstairs quietly, making a cup of coffee. She sneaked upstairs, stared at her Aunt for a while, then went out for the day's training.

"She's mixed heritage. Human mother, werewolf father. She's struggling with her identity. With fitting into either world. I heard about your daughter and thought maybe you could talk to her? Help her see that being both isn't being neither?" My heart ached for this girl. "Of course. What's her name?" "Sarah. Sarah Mitchell." The name hit me like a punch. Mitchell. Like the girl who'd died at the rest stop years ago. The innocent victim caught in our war with Vivian. "Did you say Mitchell?" "Yes. Why?" "It's just... I knew someone with that name once. Are her parents James and Carol Mitchell?" "Yes. How did you know?" The room spun. James and Carol Mitchell. The couple whose daughter had died