Jared Spiderwick Chronicles Novels & Stories

Jessica shook her head sideways, "Yes we are married, but I can assure you it’s not what you think. We—" "You don't have to explain anything to me," I cut her short. "It's not like Justin and I have anything going on, so it's fine. If you all don't mind, I'd like to close down the chapter of Alpha Blackwood in my life. Could we get to the part where we brainstorm on how we're going to defeat the Alpha?" ******** “Wait, so Everett Blackwood trained you. And you can now shape shift into your wolf!” Jared exclaimed, his eyes popping out.

Spencer's POV As the painful ringing slowly begins to fade away from my ears, all around me, Elder Jet’s werewolf rebels are starting to shift. I look around uncertainly, doing my best to keep my bearings despite my extreme disorientation. I thought I’d seen the worst of these transformations before, the first time I’d encountered Elder Jet’s blasphemous witches brews. But as it turns out, what I’d seen then is nothing compared to what I’m seeing now.

Jared is too distracted by his success to notice them at first, but they don't hesitate. "Jared!" I yell. "Look out!" One of the Silver Hunters raises their hands and shoots a blast of magic at Jared. It hits the student square in the back and he crumples. He falls right next to my cage, his eyes open but unseeing. He's dead. I let out a horrified cry and slap my hand over my mouth. The Silver Hunter who cast the spell gives a wicked grin. "That's what happens when you try to escape. Maybe the rest of you will take this as a lesson."

The hybrids, why Elder Zane is so adamant to find and lock up every last hybrid from all packs, the prophecy and the white dragon. Jared looked at me, sharing the same thought that I am having now. “Then that means Ava is,” I threw him a warning look before glancing at Brock. Jared closed his mouth and looked down to stare at his hands, thinking. “After everything I told you, you still wouldn’t trust me?” Brock huffed out in frustration and I just glared at him. “Well, you did kidnap his mate and made us search for her frantically for days, am I right?” Jared defended.

Sera took a deep breath, preparing to reveal a crucial detail. "Jasper isn't born an ordinary lynx," she disclosed. "He's a hybrid—a mix of Warlock and lynx. Fearing he might be discovered and kidnapped, Blaine cast a spell on his own son, concealing Jasper's true nature and giving him the appearance of an ordinary human. The spell is designed to automatically lift during the Black Moon coinciding with his 18th birthday. By then, he should have been found by his mate, even if Jasper doesn't recognize them yet."

“I’ll be okay. Just give me a minute.” “How’d you do?” Ben asked. Pulling the pack off his back, he handed it to the warlock. “Welcome back,” Hank enthusiastically said. Looking at the pack in Ben’s hands, he asked, “Is that it?” Nodding, Jasper said, “Getting back was brutal. The woods are crawling with vampires and wolves.” “I get the vampires, but wolves?” Hank said as he looked up at the small sliver of moon in the sky. “They’re searching for me,” he explained.

Lazarus yelled. Ignoring what Lazarus said, Jared continued. “When all this is over, please can you take care of the only girl who we both came here together? And since you are also an Inhumane could you also guide the two Inhumane kids back to their village. I, Jared Airbrock the Divine hum--” “Hey! I’m Lazarus the reaper or the shadow Inhumane who do you think you’re ordering around, scar face.” Lazarus said.

They had followed Ava from when she had left her block and heard the whole conversation, but Shadow hadn’t tried to kill him on the spot. It was probably true. Jared had been messed up pretty badly after last year’s evaluations and the death of his friend. Jared hadn’t spent nearly as long in Isolation, but it had still fucked him up. Things didn’t always work out for him, as if his wolf senses sometimes failed him. Sometimes he was sure that was the reason he was doing so many fucked up things this semester.

Old enough to feel the shift. Kelvin ran toward her from the packhouse, mud streaked across his cheeks and knees, his wolf just beneath the surface, wild and young and watching. “Mom! Kelsey says she saw sparks near Silver Creek!” Georgia raised a brow. “Sparks?” He nodded, breathless. “Like, magic sparks. The kind the witches use. Should I forget Uncle Jared?” Georgia hesitated. Magic near Silver Creek wasn’t something to ignore. And if it was Keria… “yes,” she said. “Right now, he is died already and the right thing to do for him is forgiveness,

Jared twirled around, irritated. “I just know that….that woman is messing up with my head and I am dying to kill her,” Jared sounded beyond frustrated. He just wanted to end that mess which was pulling him deeper and deeper inside its formidable trap, and he knew it was just because of that girl….that damn sorceress. Jake thoroughly observed every word and every reaction of Jared's. “Now why are you staring at me like I am some kind of a maniac?” He spat at his Beta, seeing him gazing at him without even blinking his lashes.