Mary Macdonald Marauders Novels & Stories

Especially Daryl. “Macy, you guys go in while Gerald and I clean this mess.” My wife nodded before pulling the ladies with her, yet Mara stood still in her tracks, her eyes focused on the direction where the Wolves ran towards. Her eyes were glossy with tears, her breath high with each intake of air. “Follow your Mother, Mara.” My voice resounds again. She glances in my direction this time her tears trickle down her eyes, and then she runs off into the mansion. Macy follows suit along with Elaine, both women pursue her calling out her name.

Jake asked in an obviously impolite manner, his question was followed by a string of murmurs from the individual seated. What meds? Did Jones Jackson do drugs? Maria thought, still observing the tense air that lingered. Now her curiosity was spiked. She observed as Jackson tightened his fists and his eyes narrowed. "Jake-" Natasha warned, "let's talk about something else. Albert isn't here too, on such an important day like this," Albert Macaulay, the iconic producer. Maria had hoped to see him too. "Imagine if Raid role had a new sequel," Cornelia Jenkins said from her seat. She played the role of Audrey in the movie.

I glanced at the girl on my couch and then at my screen, there was not a thing related to her. She fucking stole the car? I continued to scroll down, until finally, a topic line caught my attention. JUST IN: ZAYLA HOLLIS AND LUGARD BLADE HAD FINALLY DECIDED TO TAKE THEIR RELATIONSHIP TO THE NEXT LEVEL BY GETTING MARRIED TO EACH OTHER, AFTER THREE YEARS OF DATING. No way! Lugard Blade?? I clicked on the link under the headline, and couldn't stop the anger that crawled up my chest, upon seeing the photos attached.

Marcus sighed loudly like someone who found my ignorance genuinely exhausting. “You go and see her,” he said. “King. You will go and see her.” He emphasized on the ‘See her’ like he could not believe he was saying it out loud. Scarlett was my mate. I had decided to marry her. It made sense to show up. “Where is she right now?” I asked him. Marcus was already on his phone. “She’s at the Eastern Wolf Pack Summit for drug research and pharmaceutical development. She is presenting on behalf of Moonlight today.” He looked up. “You were invited but you declined.”

“Man, I’ve seen your boys. They definitely are some good looking boys, but I think they got most of their looks from their mother. She’s a lot prettier than you.” Marcus was standing there still checking people in, and he turned and asked Alpha Cobb what pack he said her ex was from, and Cobb told him, “Claw Mountain.” “What is his name?” “Why?” Maddox and Cobb asked at the same time. “Because I checked the Claw Mountain Pack in about a half hour ago.” Alpha Cobb said, “Stephen MacGregor.” Marcus looked back through the clipboard and sighed. “Yeah, we are going to have a problem.” He looked up at Maddox, his expression grim. “Is Zyan playing in the games this year?”

Mack muttered, knowing closely the feelings his sister had for Banks. - "Look at me, Mack. Do you really think I have no power over Evans?" the words were addressed to her brother, but Mariah was looking at Lora. Mariah Donovan was a model known in the fashion world for the impeccable work she did on the world's most famous catwalks. Even the way she spoke showed how disciplined she was. However, unlike his appearance, his personality didn't appeal to everyone.

A complete absurdity! They were two women, and they were five huge men, is that unfair? Yes, I know. Cowardly? Also, I needed to do it, it would be simpler and quicker, cleaner, and leave fewer traces, so that's how it happened, they'd soon get over it, everyone has been mugged once in their life and gotten over it, except the little princess and queen of Ridgewood, but at least now they knew what the experience was like not being able to feel pity, maybe a little at seeing her mother unbalance and fall, but it was part of the process.

Maddie whispered. Slowly the lad rose and extended his hand down to Diormid. He pulled himself up, nearly knocking the lad off his feet as he struggled with the weight of the much larger warrior. The McDonald man staggered back then sheathed his sword. Then he yanked his helmet from his head and a mass of golden hair spilled from the confines. Rachael McDonald stood in front of the assembled men, her hair flashing in the sun. The women next to Mary gasped in astonishment.

“And that it not going to happen if you are all fighting like a bunch of rats in some pod.” His expression shifted. Nathan glanced at me, curious but not surprised. “Marcel is unstable,” I continued quietly. “Dominic stands between him and destruction. The council is restless. Rogues are hungry. Packs are divided. And as far as the rumor goes, your little rogue has managed to contain a beast that would be more than willing to take over if Marcel simply ticked.” I stepped closer, my voice lowering. “All it takes is one thread to snap… and everything unravels.”