Mary Alice Brandon Twilight の小説・ストーリー

He asked urgently. “Yes, fortunately for us, my brother here is good at these things.” Beta will say with a smile. “Okay, what did you find?” Alpha Damon said, his eyes now fixed on Will's brother. “Her name is Ava Mitchell Smith, aged twenty-one, and she is betrothed to the alpha of the mist wood pack,” he said simply, his gaze fixed on alpha Damon. “Betrothed?” Alpha Damon whispered, his wolf raged within him, but he managed to keep his calm.

Her mother was also trying to get close to me, she kept saying no that's not what I meant but I knew what she was saying. I was going to be Luna and barking was no longer a priority. The pack has to come first. The lady touched my leg and quickly pulled away like I was hot or something. Lady- sorry I didn't mean to hurt you.. Lori- huh? Lady- your leg!.. it's broken right? Lori- I healed up yesterday... What do you want and who are you? Lady- oh silly me.. my name is brandy and I am the beta female, mate to alpha xander's brother Zion!

I saw the lake up ahead and Christian’s sleek wolf nosing something, no someone on the ground. CeCelia. Her wolf was laying there, blood seeping onto the ground around her. Christian threw back his head and let out a soul piercing howl as Mike and I approached. Her body was laying there, broken, she was not conscious. I saw Luna Dana drop to the ground in terror and what can only be described as a roar ripped from Alpha Eric’s throat at the sight of his daughter. Her sides were moving up and down, her breaths shallow. Just what had happened? I moved forward, gently nudging her snout with mine, and licked her face gently. She was alive, thank goodness. The crowd parted as Dr. Todd moved throu

she ran her index finger along my face and stopped at my nose, her eyes twinkling as she looked into mine. “Aren’t you going to wake up to come get me, Alpha.” She whispered. I smiled, not being able to speak as the thought of me never being able to see her again came back. “You have to wake up, Brandon, wake up.” Her face became static like one of those old tvs that loses its signal and her voice faint. “Alpha Brandon woke up.” A loud growl escaping my mouth as I open my eyes. “Congratulations on your reward, the moon goddess has blessed you greatly. Alpha Brandon Henry of Blood Moon Pack.” Aurthur smiled.

A mane of curly onyx hair sprouted from a ponytail on her head, slicked back by a bit of mud that had gotten on her face. Annie pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “Grandma, will you come play with Rose and me? Alice won’t let us play with her because we can’t shift.” As the only daughter of our twin sons, Dean and Sebastian, Alice had completed her first shift just two months ago and took every moment she could to show off her snow-white fur. Making bushes of flowers flutter to life, and fruit sprout from trees—my granddaughter’s abilities reminded me of an old friend, one I longed to see again.

The air vibrated with the sound, the packhouse's distant hum seeming to amplify it, as if the very structure celebrated with them. Yet, amid the jubilation, a discordant note lingered. Mara, positioned at the glade's southern edge, crossed her arms over her chest, her moss-green cloak blending seamlessly with the shadows. Her green eyes, sharp as emerald daggers, flashed with doubt, reflecting the moonlight like polished stones. At twenty-one, Mara was a beta through and through—her lithe, wiry frame built for speed and agility, her blonde hair braided tightly back to reveal a face of striking angles: high cheekbones, a determined jaw, and that faint scar across her eyebrow, a reminder of a

Scarlett’s voice breaks through again, this time only to Zella and myself. “You heard our Alpha, Beta.” My mate says, lifting my head up with her hand that has continued running through my hair, tugging ever-so-gently, her light blue eyes, twinkling, “it’s time for bed.” She gives me a flirty smile and slides down off the edge of my desk, removing her hand from my hair and taking my hand in hers to pull me up off my chair.

There is a bonfire in the distance, and I can make out three figures, Kylo, Alpha King Leonard, and someone I haven’t seen before. “Savannah so nice to see you again and you look better than the last time I saw you. This is our witch Merida who does our warrior brands. It is a simple process; you are getting the brand on your wrist and then she casts a spell on you and your team and then on me to seal the bond. This won’t hurt I promise” Alpha Leonard says to me with a gentle smile.

Looking at her I gave her an evil eye, still not sure why she was still here. Not taking my hand, my mate introduces himself, “I am Alpha Jared Montgomery from the Black Shadow Pack. Who were you dancing with? His scent is all over you,” he says angrily. Smiling I nod, “he’s just a good friend of mine, he was kind enough to ask me to dance, while I waited to meet you,” I said softly. “Of course, I can’t miss her scent all over you,” I say.