Jeremy Madeline Meredith Novel Novels & Stories

I just ran. Straight to the packhouse. I threw the doors open, nearly crashing into Jeremy. He didn’t flinch. It was like he’d been expecting me. He simply stood there, arms crossed, calm but focused. Waiting. “I relinquish my title,” I said, my breath ragged. “I can’t be your Beta. Not while my sister’s in the line of fire.” Jeremy’s expression shifted. Surprise, yes—but not shock. “Ares—our wolves, our work—”

“You’re being a dick.” Aaron stumbled forward, sheer exhaustion and overdrinking catching up with him. She held out her arms and caught him. “Adele,” he said in a tortured voice. “I shouldn’t have left you behind, never should have left your side,” he croaked, before passing out. Emily stumbled her way to the nearest bedroom with his arm around her shoulder and dumped him on the bed, throwing him a worried glance before closing the door. When she got back into the kitchen, she picked the coat back up, dug around in the inner pocket for an envelope, took a few steps and yanked open a drawer. As she rummaged around in it until she found a lighter, she thought about what she was doing, what she

The family named her Gem. At three years old, Gem encountered a mentally disturbed woman charging toward her, cradling a ragdoll. When the police took the woman away, she kept mumbling Willow’s name. Meanwhile, a woman named Casey, locked away in a mental institution, jumped to her death. Her body was discovered that night, her face disfigured by rats.