Erinn Veronica Westbrook Novels & Stories

Sienna. The fucking Omega I couldn’t stop circling like a damn moth to flame. The girl I was supposed to forget. The woman I couldn’t stop wanting. The mother of my child. The woman who I wanted to get rid of. The woman who I knew I wanted nothing to do with and yet couldn't help but find myself wanting to be close to. And tonight… she did something none of us expected. She stopped my mother. No one stops Evelyn Lockwood. No one stood in her face and told her not to do something that she was determined to do.

The clearing had become a battlefield, though it wasn’t the kind of war anyone had expected. The winds howled like wolves, whipping through the forest with a fury that matched the battle unfolding. Erin stood at the center, her body shimmering with the raw power of the Wolf God, the energy crackling through her every movement. She wasn’t just a woman anymore. She was a force, a living embodiment of the ancient power she had awakened.

“How did you know about that?.” “Gwen, listen I've always known all about you before now.” “ I've been following you from the very first day you came to Lycester.” “ I promise you, I'm not a stalker.” “What!?.” “ Listen, it's hard to explain, but I work for the earth pack lady.” “She asked me to keep an eye on you and ensure I don't get seen or interfere with your life.” “She took me in when I got kicked out of my pack.” “I'm sorry.” “I know your life may be complicated right now, and may have also had serious setbacks over the past few days but I'm here to help.” “ I'm here to make you feel better.” “Your mate will be married to her soon. “I don't think it's something you should watch.”

“Your name?” “Xerra,” I answered and looked at the older being. Then, I noticed that the army general walked away after looking down at the monitor on the table, wherein my name appeared after I placed my hand over the identifier machine. It would scan the entire records of the Aryan people if what we say matched there. “Tribe and age?” “Aigleana. I’m twenty-five. Look, I think you already know about me. My mother was the recently murdered Queen!”

“Come on, she'd be back in no time.” “I don't think so.” Chloe pouted while they walked into the house. “Your bacon isn't terrible. It's great.” Ace smiled before shutting the door. Erin was at the bus station with her luggage, she was patiently waiting for a bus that was leaving Weston Hills, she knew that there was a better place in the world to have a better life. Weston Hills was not the right place for her, she deserved better than just having a witch mend her past by killing her uncle. She knew that someone out there was waiting for her and she had to find that person and start a new life with him. The bus station was surrounded by vast vegetation, they weren't many houses built around

"What do you think?" "I.." Erin stared into her tea. "I don't know. I don’t think he looks at me any differently than he does the other girls. But even if he does, does it matter?. I’ve got no wolf. I’m weak. He's going to be Alpha. He needs someone strong, someone who has shifted, someone who won't embarrass.." "Stop." Vera's voice cracked like a whip. Erin's mouth snapped shut. "Who told you that being unshifted makes you weak?" Vera asked softly.

My heart jolted in my chest when I heard approaching footsteps from inside the office. The door creaked open, and someone stepped out of it. It was the beautiful brunette who had embraced my mate a while ago. What was she doing in his office? A smile tugged at her lips when her gaze met mine. "You must be Clarissa Nightbourne," she said, a smile tugging at her red lipstick-coated lips. She knew who I was. Something didn't feel right about this. "Nice to meet you, Clarissa. I'm Erin, Jaxon's fian—"

Your cloaking ability didn’t stop us from following you, dumbass. “Quit flirting with my man and let’s get this flag in place. Lilac should be here soon if the others are competent enough to do their jobs. Let’s make sure the bitch doesn’t leave this forest alive.” The last voice came from Erin Bayer, Weston’s latest fuck-buddy. Her short cropped hair and athletic physique came into view. Without another word, she took the flag from Weston’s hands and traipsed deeper into the forest. They’re seriously planning to kill me during Capture the Flag of all things?

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

And just as I was scanning him, a woman who looked very similar to Rachel alert from the back, in a red dress, walked towards him and hugged and kissed his lips. WTF is going on in here, he is with Rachel and now he is with someone else. I was about to kick the hell out of him when Rachel walked in hugging the woman too, and when I saw her face, the woman was none other than. "What are you doing here?" I walked towards, without even caring about Rachel seeing me. "Jayce," I cheered, hugging myself. "Meet Daniel my boyfriend and Rachel her sister," "Sister," I shouted, the last word louder than I accepted to and the eyes of people around the restaurant turned to me.