Gwendy's Final Task Novels & Stories

The three adults froze. Catherine felt nothing unusual; this was typical cub behavior to her. But Aslan and Lev knew better. Gwyn never left without saying goodbye. They exchanged a look. No words were needed. Gwyneth moved like a blur, unaware of how fast she was going. She had one goal: retrieve her gift before her parents finished eating. She had forgotten to give it to them due to the arrival of the Elders and the unexpected emergency. Before something else happened, she decided she should give them her present now.

I heard my Grandpa snap, and I heard the tears within his voice. I felt tears prickling at my eyes. The moment I have been dreading has come. The moment I had avoided for too long… “Landon, your Grandpa is right, I am afraid. Though I am not quite sure it needed to be put like that. But, there is no more time. You need to return to River Ash, sweetheart. We need you now more than ever. It is time for you to be the Alpha. We need you here to help with everything that is to come now Uncle Trent has gone.” My Grandma said, and I can tell from her voice she is battling tears.

As soon as Weston came home, Wendy turned to him and asked, “Is Guinevere filming her last scene today?” Weston stopped in his tracks and walked toward her. “Maybe.” “What do you mean by maybe?” Wendy frowned. “Don’t you care about her career at all?!” Weston said nothing. He took a sip of tea and said, “Don’t you already care about her a lot? That’s more than enough.” “You…” Wendy was a little annoyed. “It’s her last scene today. Let’s go visit her today.” Weston said nothing and looked at Chris. Chris understood the cue and said to Wendy, “Gwen isn’t a child anymore. Why would she need us to visit her? She’ll be home soon. We can wait for her at home.”

It was her solid reason and she promised herself that she wouldn't stop until Aurelius is burnt to ashes just like other vampires she created. “As long as they would live. I'm ok with it.” “Mind you they are consequences.” “I will bear every consequence just to see my sons alive,” Gwendolyn said while Cataleya smirked. “Bring their bodies by midnight. We will start the transition.” She asserted turning away from her. “Thank you so much.” Gwendolyn got on her feet before scurrying out of the cave.

I followed her into the kitchen to see Turner on the phone. "Turner, I am bored. When are Alicia and Gary coming home?" Gwendoline asked. "I don't know, but I have a surprise for you out in the woods," Turner said "A surprise for me?" Gwendoline said with a smile "Yes, so why don't you wait for me in the backyard while I finish this call," Turner replied Okay, I love you, Turner," Gwendoline said "Yeah, yeah, now go outside," Turner replied, and she went outside.

I give her the instructions on what she needs to do. I watch her walk out of the shop. I have a terrible feeling that all of this is going to come crashing down around me. I see Meadow pass Gwen on the street, watching her as she goes. Gwen doesn’t even seem to notice Meadow, so excited with her spell. When Meadow comes in, she looks at me. “So, what did the Bitchy Beta want this time?” She asks. “She brought me what I needed to finish the spell.” I say, watching as Gwen gets in her car and takes off.

“She’s dead. What I need is proof. A body. Something tangible to show that she’s truly gone.” The memory of Gwendolyn’s last moments burned in my mind like a brand. Her defiance, her fiery spirit... it was infuriating how much space she still occupied in my thoughts. She was supposed to be my victory, my trophy. Instead, she had become a thorn in my side, even in death. “You have until the end of the week,” I said coldly, standing up. “If there’s no progress, I’ll assume you’re incapable of carrying out even the simplest of tasks.”

I pleaded but Chloe's silence was so audible a reply. "He did," someone said but it wasn't Chloe and we both turned in the direction the voice came. "Gwendolyn!" I hissed but she shrugged and with her head held high, she smirked and took dangerous slow strides towards us while Chloe hurriedly ran behind me for safety. "Mhmm," Gwendolyn hummed, sizing us up in disgust. "Anyway, I decide to walk down here to personally invite you to join in serving my guests at my wedding which is to take place by the fifth night fall." She said in confidence, "that would give you enough time to familiarize with the maids before finally joining them." She smirked.

The witch replied. Rowena stood in front of Jaden. "If anyone wants to kill him, they have to get to me first!" Jaden looked confused. What is wrong with this coffee lady? He asked himself. "Gwendolyn," "Gwendolyn, right?" Rowena asked, staring at her in disgust. "How do you know my name?" asked Gwendolyn, the purple-streaked witch, looking surprised for a second. "Well it doesn't matter...let's end this thing."

She had reading glasses perched on her nose as she knitted a sweater. "Grandma, why aren't you in bed yet?" Wendy walked over to her. "Wendy, you're just in time. I've knitted you a little vest. Try it on and see if it fits." Glinda tied off the last thread and carefully draped the vest over Wendy's shoulders. "Oh, Mrs. Glinda, it fits her perfectly," Freddy said with a smile.