Maggie's Sister On The Walking Dead Novels & Stories

Maggie finally regained consciousness the next afternoon. She found Gina and Xavier waiting by her bed. Feeling touched, she wrapped Gina in an embrace. The mother and daughter cried and cried after the close brush with death yesterday. Xavier thought he must be feeling emotional because he was getting old. He shed a few tears but quickly wiped them away. As an uncle figure to Maggie, he resolved to keep a tough exterior.

‘But others—’ Oscar slips through the trees now and runs up with his eyes wide, and I pull away from Maggie and hand her off to him, stepping back a few feet to let him comfort his mate. I hear my guards directing Cassian to our location, and he steps through the trees just moments later, in human form, and dives into my arms. “My Goddess,” he whispers into my ear. “I thought something had happened to you. Why are you—” I pull back and nod toward Maggie and her family, and his words catch in his throat. ‘She lost three brothers,’ I explain to Cassian in our private mind-link. ‘That is her mother. Her father and three other brothers are missing.’

I watch as Susan inches the dildos forward until she's pressed up against Maggie's ass cheeks and both dildos are completely buried inside Maggie's twin openings. "Oh fuck!" Maggie sighs, bracing herself against the back of the couch as Susan starts working the double penetrater in and out. I watch my sister's ass cheeks clench as she thrusts forward picking up her rhythm and pounding hard into Maggie's ass and pussy. I'm so mesmerized by the sight of my sister fucking Maggie with the double penetrator that I don't hear Mom walk up behind me. Slipping her arms around my waist, she presses her naked body firmly against my back.

I had done what I had to do. Or not? “Sienna!” Margaret yelled, approaching at a brisk pace. “Maggie.” I hugged her tightly. We had not seen each other for a long time more than we were used to. Maggie was the only widow in the whole pack since wolves usually die in pairs. She was the strongest werewolf in the world. Her hair began to fill with gray, her eyes, always kind and were the color of the forest. Green and captivating. “I was so worried about you, my child.” She took my face in her soft hands, analyzing me. She acted like a mother to me from day one.

Where is the other one? Damon ~”They left.” Maggie ~”What you mean they left?” Damon ~”They moved into her sister's place. They left.” Maggie ~”Is she still your girl?” Damon ~”No she broke up with me. She wants to look after Mason.” Maggie ~”Is he big man? Can't he look after himself?” Damon ~”Maggie he broke his legs, remember?” Maggie ~”But he will still walk.”