Misty Tredwell Novels & Stories

I also had no concerns about making Misty my Luna Wether she was were wolf or human, her and her pups would never have to feel unsafe again. Misty and I had texted throughout the week, I'd learned a lot about her, I was right she had pups at least a couple of girls, she'd let that slip telling me how she'd been washing their clothes by hand as she'd only recently moved to the area and hadn't got round to buying a washer, I had a sneaking suspicion it was more a financial issue but little miss independence would never admit that. Thursday night finally arrived and I decided to call her. "Well, hello there" she answered with a voice so bright you could hear her smile.

Morrighan Yearwood is the Director of Mistfall Wilderness Camp. A tall woman with a trim figure, pale skin, and perfectly coiffed silver hair, Director Yearwood looks like she belongs in one of those prissy rich kid schools. But she’s here, overseeing the five islands. Her office stands out from the rest of the camp facilities, done up in shades of brown, gold, and white, with a huge intimidating fireplace, a plush carpet, and mysterious low lighting.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

That was until I realized someone was yelling. “Why are you guys all fussing over her? Missy knows her place. She knows she doesn’t belong here.” “Missy?” Dean repeated, his eyes doing that blue glowy thing. “Missy Mistake,” I said. “That was my name in the pack, because of the whole Harry wasn’t my dad.” “Wow,” Dean said, shaking his head. “What?” Beth asked, looking genuinely confused. “Why are you all pretending that isn’t a problem?”

She moves her gaze from Anna’s own to her thigh before shutting her eyes close. “Amaya? Amaya?” Anna kept calling out to her but got no response. Maybe she needed a breathing space but for sure it was certain that she suffered from Rape Trauma Syndrome (RTS) and was still at the acute stage. She had shown signs of hysteria, confusion and now she was crying. No one deserved to go through this. No one. After a minute or two of silence, Amaya’s voice echoes through Anna’s office room, not hiding the pain it held.

Where I wasn’t ignored. “TATUM!” A group of girls from a few different packs came over in a large group. “BRETT! I’m so happy to see you!” Misty was the leader of this group and someone Cade dated off and on. She was just slightly shorter than me, shoulder-length blonde hair with massive boobs. She liked to flaunt them, making all the guys look.

Not that anyone had ever told them specifically not to go there, but no one else ever did, and it was well-known nothing good could ever come of straying too far from the other women. Being an Agriculture student, Mist was naturally overly curious about the outdoors, so it made perfect sense she’d be drawn to the forested area. Despite her professors and the other Mothers encouraging the girls to let their curiosity be fulfilled through videos, books, and the carefully crafted learning centers available on campus, Mist had first began wandering through the woods they were headed to now when she was five or six. Rain had followed because Mist was her best friend, and she hadn’t wanted her to

"No problem. We're not in the middle of a discussion. Come and join us." Misty walked in and sat next to Neil on the sofa. Shortly after, she said, "Please continue with your discussion. Just ignore me." Neil replied, "How can we ignore you when you're sitting here with us?" Neil maintained his hostility toward Misty, the one who previously stopped him when Evan took Caroline. Paige intervened, "Neil, Ms. Crawford is part of our team. It's okay." Misty raised an eyebrow with feigned confusion. "Do you have a bias against me, Mr. Xander?"

“Whatever in your mind right now, you are free to ponder in a deep sense. Let me handle the danger this time!” With that, Misty leap through the trees and show the never-seen might. She jump from one trees to another, and incircling the place in a much faster than the usual she does things. Her expression is one of excitement, and she thought loudly, “This is what being alive really is! Come on, and received my trickes, you nasty woman!” her glare rest into the woman, that this very moment shuddered and revealed the shocking expression and dread in her nasty face.