Kendra Sorenson Fablehaven Novels & Stories

a voice snapped. I stopped. Kendra stepped out from behind a large stone pillar. She was dressed in leather and fur, her dark hair pulled back tightly. For a long time, people thought Kendra would be the one to sit beside me as Luna. But she didn't have the heart for it. She only had a hunger for power. "I have business to attend to, Kendra," I said, my voice low. "Move." She didn't move. Instead, she stepped closer, her eyes flashing with a mix of wounded pride and anger.

Damon replied smugly, fingers still circling Tara's clit. Kendra stared hungrily at Tara's sprawled form, swallowing hard before tearing her gaze away and facing Damon. "You're so damn lucky I'm not going to rat you out," Kendra told him firmly. "And if I do decide to keep this a secret...I think I'm going to want in on this little adventure too."

Permanent. Soren opened it without ceremony. "We're here to determine the status of Celeste, former beta of Stonehaven, regarding asylum." His voice was measured, the voice of a man who knew how to hold a room. "The floor is open. Speak plainly." A beat of silence. Kendra stood. She had changed since the truck stop — clean clothes, hair down, but the same stillness in her body that the compound had built into her. She stood at the end of the table and looked at the council and spoke the way she did everything — without performance, without hesitation.

I needed to know who held my destiny in her hands. As we introduced ourselves, “Katelyn Adams, future Alpha to the Golden Moon pack.”. My heart plummeted. I had heard of this young legend for the past few years. My father had met her at various Alpha meetings and had always been impressed with her, her father and how the Golden Moon pack had been run.

she asked as her voice thundered across the room. “Looks like someone is beginning to regain her strength, you couldn’t move a muscle when I was leaving” she mocked before having a sit. “Tell me who's the lost soul” she said having no time to argue with a Ernaline. “Well, her name is Karen and the person who kept her soul from coming to the realm would be Lewis or should I say Arson Corner” she reported “Isn't Arson, the son of the.....” “Yes..... the soon to be alpha of the Raven clan.” She said waiting for her responses.

“What, did you think that we would live in forests like some kind of wild animals? I blink nervously before forming words. “Why would I think that? I have never thought you existed in the first place.” “True.” “Kendra Klain is part of one of those strong families, no?” “Yes, she comes from a lineage of business oriented werewolves.” He pauses before continuing. “You really should not concern yourself about her, she means nothing to me.” And neither do I, I remind myself of that bet.

The rest of the attendees of the bonfire took notice and a couple of gasps were let out amongst the gathering crowd that had been yelling and cheering the fight on. "Put me down!" Saiora shouted. Rachel had been holding her back from planting her fist against Xenia's cheek for a second time. A deep growl exited Saiora's mouth and her irises started changing into glowing yellow orbs. "Xenia what is wrong with you!" Lizzy stood beside her sister to grab her arm with tears watering in her eyes. Xenia paid no mind to Lizzy dragging her away instead she spitefully smirked at Saiora while her teeth had been stained with blood.

The tent was empty, not a single soul in sight. Books were stacked neatly on a desk of sorts, a special place in a corner reserved for armor, swords, basically artillery for battle, a makeshift bed in another corner, Kendra went outside, but the kind giant was nowhere to be found, and it was almost morn, but there was still a little bit of darkness in the skies. She felt excitement seep through her bones. She could go through his stuff! Nobody had to tell her twice.

“Babe, you’ve been carrying the world on your back for years. It’s okay to feel good for once. Just… be careful with Adrian. Guys like him can consume you.” I nodded, but my mind was already drifting again — remembering the way Adrian had looked at me while I rode him, the way his hands had gripped my ass, the deep groan he made when he came inside me. “What about you?” I asked, turning the spotlight on her. “You’ve been glowing too. Anything new?” Kendra’s smirk returned, but there was a flicker of something else in her eyes — hesitation mixed with excitement. “Let’s just say… I’ve been playing with fire. Two different kinds.”

Then, she took out a bead with a hint of fragrance. For some reason, there was only half of it. Kairi set the bead in Harvey’s hand, smilingly. “The seventh princess of the Wolven Tribe, Kendra Klein, is my sworn sister. “I won’t ask what you’re purpose there… “But if you need to, bring the bead to her. “You don’t need to hold back.”