Mary Beth Red Dead Novels & Stories

Caleb says and I groan realizing I've voiced my thoughts aloud. Wait what? That was their Beta?! But he was so scrawny and terrifying. Rider was Beta likewise, but compared to the power that rolled off this man, Rider was.... He didn't stand a chance. Caleb raucous laughter fills my ears as if he figured out my thoughts. "That's right, little rabbit. See your dilemma now? We have the strongest Alpha, Beta and Gamma known in our world. Where is your redemption now?" "Oh really" I taunt. "Who's the Gamma?"

Chapter 101: Which Room? VOLUME 3: RANSOMING REDEMPTION Maggie Flynn smiled to herself as she watched the falling snow through the large bay window of the Red Lion Inn. "This is gonna be good," he'd said. While she waited at their table, Bobby had gone to check them in for their overnight stay.

I rush over to him and ask, “Where is Eric and did you find Marybeth?” He practically collapses onto the bench from exhaustion before answering me. When he does, he looks up at me with this sadness in his eyes I have never seen before. “We found her. She was deeper in the woods, but something tore her from limb to limb. Eric decided to keep going, he said to come back and tell you to have several of the security squad to go get her and we will bury her when he returns.” “This is absolutely horrible. I thought the only thing we had to worry about now was the humans and now this. Was it another pack or something different?”

"Ugh! Why do you keep popping up everywhere?!" Beta Jeffrey clicked his tongue. "Is running into me ruining your day or something?" "Yep. Your Alpha is a jerk. Since you are his Beta, you can't be any better!" As soon as Hannah finished speaking, Marsh rode over on a white horse. I looked over and was slightly stunned. Although Marsh was a jerk, he looked quite charming as he rode that white horse. Hannah glanced at me subconsciously, and I averted my gaze. Tossing the reins to her, I said, "I'm going to get some water."

Emerald Coast City Betha marched through the narrow alley, her eyes ablaze. She was fuming of anger after following a false lead again, all his men were terrified of her. She was young compared to them but she was ruthless, whatever she wanted she got by all means possible even the most wicked ways. The spy knelt before her, trembling. “M-my lady, I was told…” “You were lied to.” Her voice was deadly calm. “ I didn't know, I just wanted to help my lady spare me” The spy begged while the other knew their comrade was a dead man already because Betha never forgives

I sniffed the air and realized what the smell was, or should I say, the smells. They were Reds. We started running in the direction of the smell. When we got close enough, I saw a girl of my age crying on the floor. She had blood on her face and body, from what I could see, she was seriously bruised. There were about fifteen wolves surrounding her and tracking her as if she were their prey. Edmond instantly tore his clothes and turned into his big black wolf.

He kept screaming and shouting that name, but no answer was heard. He finally reached the middle of the forest at the top of the mountain, where there was a large cherry blossom tree that was blooming. Under the tree, he found a girl lying underneath. The girl did not move. Her body was covered with cuts and punctures. Blood kept flowing, creating a pool of blood around it. The man was shocked! He was absolutely horrified by the scene in front of him. His body trembled, his eyes filled with a sense of disbelief and fear. He stepped slowly, while trembling. He could not believe what he saw until he was right near the pool of blood.

"Ethan! Ethan, help!" Just then, Ethan burst into the room, his eyes bloodshot. He didn't spare me a single glance. Instead, he grabbed Daisy by the hair, yanking her off the bed and slapping her over and over again. "You bitch! How dare you lie to me! Whose bastard are you carrying?" "Ahhhh!" Her screams echoed through the entire floor. Mabel finally snapped out of it as she lunged forward to claw and hit Daisy, spewing vile curses at her, "You shameless tramp! You wretched liar! Give me back my son's money!"

“Stay. Behind. Me.” “I am trying, but everyone keeps attempting murder in my direction!” Mara was already moving toward the Red Line leader, and something about the way the other soldiers shifted told me they were more afraid of her than they wanted us to notice. She cut through one attacker with the black blade, spun beneath another’s strike, and slammed her palm against his chest. Symbols flared under her fingers, dark and sharp, and the soldier seized like every nerve in his body had been set on fire. My stomach twisted.

He turned to the side and spat, then looked at the floor to see a splash of blood his blood on the ground. There was no fighting it. He knew he was going to get hurt pretty badly if she resisted. However it would go, he might never recover from encountering Martha. “Where are my manners,” she gave a mirthless laugh as she jabbed her fist into her palm. “I am Martha. Detective Martha. I was there that day when you took that little girl away and I never saw her again. I could never find you wherever I looked and whoever I asked. It was like you disappeared into thin air and now here we are, meeting again, me and you,” she splayed her hands in the air and scoffed, “the world is a small place af