Gene Wilder Audiobook Novels & Stories

GUNNAR The next hour... I was pacing back and forth outside the pack healer's house. After I brought Aqua to him, Wilder immediately pushed me out of the place, leaving me with no choice but to leave. Now that she was out of danger, my wolf retreated and remained quiet. I couldn't tell if he was appeased or ridden with guilt concerning Aqua's condition, but I was grateful for his decision to yield my body back to me. “Now's the time for you to tell me the truth, Gunnar,” Wilder said, crossing his arms as he stared at me. “Who the fuck is that girl?”

WILDA. Damian does not speak or look at me the whole way. His grip on my arm does not loosen either. It is as if he is afraid I might still run away or something. We walk to the house in silence, my heart beating hard in my chest and my palms dripping with sweat. what will happen to me? What will I say should he ask me what I remembered? What did I remember? Grey fur… yellow eyes… white fur… red eyes… skin turning inside out into fur… the sound of bones crushing… my father… am I going crazy? Why did no one tell me I was there? Why did no one tell me I was the reason for my father’s death?

“If you don’t know why should he? Blessed? He is just trying to learn who he is now, he has no wolf, He has no pack, he has lost everything, he lost his mate more than once.” “He could have had everything if he’d done things differently. If he would have had some faith in me.” I take a deep breath and sink onto the hard bench and look around the empty gym that I was just training in privately with Olivia. Olivia stops and stands right in front of me. “I want you to listen to me, good Spencer and don’t interrupt. I know better than anyone that my brother can be annoying and a bit of an asshole but you're not looking at the big picture.” I look at her questioningly. “Wilder wasn’t born as a go

“I am. Let me start off by saying that whatever you’ve heard is probably true but was either done under the influence of too much or not enough liquor.” Mrs. Wilder broke into laughter. “I like her.” “Uh-oh,” Aurelis said. “That’s never a good sign.” “That’s not true.” Dani winked at her friend. “What if Mrs. Wilder has a super-hot son she wants to hook me up with? She’ll change her mind listening to you.” Mrs. Wilder raised a brow. “Please, call me Gerri.” “And she probably can hook you up with a sexy guy, but I don’t think she has a son. Do you, Gerri?” Aurelis asked.

For one wild second, it felt as if the whole road had narrowed down to that look between us, to the command in his eyes and the traitorous part of me that wanted to obey him. Then Kaelyn looked back at the skinwalker. “If you hurt her,” he said, “there will be no face you can hide behind that will save you.” The creature hissed. Kaelyn’s voice dropped lower. “Let her go, Kahli.” The effect was instant. The skinwalker gasped, a horrible choking sound that did not belong to any human throat, and its grip loosened just enough.

The Wilds listen the way they do when something new is being born, sharp, quiet, curious. I put my hand against my throat for a second as we run, just to feel my own pulse and tell it to behave. It ignores me. Of course it does. “Branwen,” Hadrian throws the word over his shoulder. “What.” “You led well,” he says. “Of course I did,” I shoot back, breathless and a little wrecked. “Now go faster. I’d like to arrive before the apes do.” He laughs, and it sounds like sunlight. Fenrick’s chuckle rolls after it. Nythor’s exhale is winter soft. Zarrk hums a purring note from somewhere behind my shoulder like shadow approval.

I was just the girl sitting in a cramped dorm room, the ceiling light buzzing weakly above me, wrapped in the same hoodie I’d thrown on after class. “Play it again,” I whispered, though no one was there to hear. My thumb trembled as I turned the volume up. The anchor’s voice poured from the tiny screen, calm but cruel, slicing through me with every word. “In a shocking press conference earlier today, billionaire heir Alexander Stone and finance Victoria Blackwell addressed the rumors of an alleged affair and pregnancy. Stone strongly denied the claims, calling them, quote, a desperate attempt at financial extortion.” The clip rolled, and there he was again ,Alex. My Alex.

The children returned to their play, their cheerful energy momentarily lifting my spirits. I turned back to Ryan, who watched me with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity. I took a deep breath, struggling to compose myself. “Why are you sitting alone, Ryan—uh, buddy?” I asked, choosing a more neutral term. “Because I can’t walk,” he murmured, glancing down at his bandaged leg. “What happened to your leg?” I inquired, but Bell interrupted with an explanation. “His father saved him from wolves. It was a wild wolf that did this,” she said, her voice tinged with sadness.

"Grandfather Ebizar and Mother are already waiting in the lower hall. It's time to clean out the domestic wolves who have turned traitor." The main hall of the Wilder mansion at two in the morning felt like the deadliest underground faction courtroom. All the crystal chandeliers were turned on, casting a bright white light that shone sharply onto the center of the room. At the end of the tactical table, Ebizar Wilder sat in his absolute majesty, both hands resting firmly on his silver wolf-headed cane. Beside him, Zizie Wilder stood tall in a dark satin gown, her face as flat as the concrete walls of their fortress. Meanwhile, Elzio Wilder stood on the left side with a deathly pale face, his

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& I don’t think I had ever walked as fast as I did until father rang me and told me that Kaleb had finally woken up from his coma and to come meet him at the hospital. Gabriel offered to drive me there and for once I didn’t say no as I wanted to get there as fast as possible. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, the moment I walked into Kaleb’s private room and found him sitting up in bed with his eyes opened. “You’re finally here” he said as I rushed over to him and hugged him as tightly as I could, even though it wasn’t that easy with my big noticeable baby bump that always seemed to get in the way of everything these da