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The only way to be safe was to leave the pack, so Odin guided us through the safest route to the pack boundary. When we finally reached our destination, I saw River crouching on the grass. My footsteps slowed to a halt as we stood behind him, watching him carefully pluck a flower from the ground. I placed Fawn near the wolf before I approached him. But River sensed my presence as I took a few steps closer. "Aqua? Is that you?" He squinted his eyes and rose to his full height. "What are you doing here? Is everything okay?"

he would officially become hers. … “We’re here.” River said as he pulled up outside a lone, charming and snug cottage. Situated on the edge of calming lake, the white one-story building sat on a mostly green lawn. A swinging bench rested on the wooden porch, overlooking the scenes of the lake. Pine trees lined the outer edges of the home, creating the perfect amount of privacy. A grey cobble pathway spiralled around the lawn, leading to the steps of porch, steps that had been silvered by the sun. Patches of daisies and daffodils lined either side of the path, giving the landscape the right pop of colour.

A couple of other windows were lit and it made me wonder which one Noah and his stuck up dignitaries were discussing in. That wasn't my problem at the moment, I nodded. A sigh slid past my lips as I continued my journey. I had no idea why but there was something fascinating about nature. How pretty little things just existed on their own. I watched as the trees swayed gently in the breeze. I wasn't sure what kind of birds they were, but I heard a couple of chirps here and there too. Even some owls hooted in the distance but that didn't scare me. Instead, they came with their own kind of peace. In no time, I'd gotten to the centre of it all and I was right, there was a River. It was huge, sli

Chapter 117: The Rotten Sluice The Oakhaven river did not flow with the clean, icy rush of the high fjords; it wallowed through its stone channel like a dying beast, thick with the gray silt of the lowland flats and the chemical bile of the mountain runoff. Natalia lay flat on her stomach within a thick stand of frozen river reeds, her borrowed imperial cloak pulled over her head to mimic the gray-brown mud of the riverbank. Through the jagged stalks of the grass, her amber eyes were locked onto the western water-gate of the garrison town. Oakhaven loomed less than two hundred paces away across the white water, its triple-layered masonry rising from the riverbed like a row of black teeth. Th

The evening air is still warm as a cooling breezy feel surrounds Gracie, providing relief. A few days later, Gracie is sitting under a cypress tree at the river park. The river green with warning signs saying the water is toxic and not to swim. Tall trees line either side of the river. Ducks splash and swim around. The woman is peacefully enjoying the nature space while reading a book. Paxton approaches after noticing her there.

Rex smiled softly, leaning down so I could snap a quick photo of the two of us together. Once the pictures were done, I turned around to go back to my seat. But as I walked past Rain and River, Rain’s eyes locked onto my lower body. He tilted his head, his gaze tracking the movement of my denim shorts. "Hey, River," Rain said, his voice dropping into a low, curious tone. "Is it just me, or does it seem like Debbie’s ass is getting bigger lately?” River’s eyes instantly snapped down, a dark, hungry gleam appearing in his amber gaze. He let out a low, rough murmur. "Really?"

“It’s a part of you, Dust, just like I am. You’re not alone in this.” As we continue walking, the trees begin to thin, and I catch sight of a small cottage nestled among the roots of an ancient oak. Smoke curls from the chimney, and vibrant flowers bloom in the garden, adding splashes of color to the earthy tones of the forest. It feels enchanted, as if it exists in a world apart from the one I’ve known. “Here we are,” River announces, his voice filled with anticipation.

Lexon brought his face closer and held Jace's face, holding his gaze through the darkness, before he felt the ground slowly form under his feet again. As they felt the ground forming Jace looked away, then held on to Lexon tighter, startled at the darkness before it slowly disappeared. Jace's mouth hung open as he looked around. Lexon slowly removed his arms and watched his little wolf slowly turn around and take in the beautiful scenery of the exotic lush green forest. As Jace turned further, he saw the waterfall that was narrow, but taller than anything his little wolf had ever seen before. Jace could hear the beautiful sound of all the exotic birds. Birds he's never heard before. The temp

” Daisy quickly spoke up; “Boating is very interesting. Fish and shrimp swim in the river. If you don't go, you will regret the rest of your life.” Daisy and Iris take the boiled corn, walk along the full flower path to the river bank. Iris’s eyes look around, sometimes he stops, tries to grab a butterfly. To him, everything is really weird. Until Iris sees a wooden, dull black boat, completely different from his imagination. Iris couldn't hide her overwhelming disappointment. “Too ugly, don’t want to sit on it” but when he sees similar bamboo boats going up and down the river, carrying all kinds of goods, fruits, vegetables. There are some people to catch fish. Even if there was a dog on th

He whispered, “I can’t wait to have more you, Alyssa.” She pursed her lips. Her Lykae was so… lusty. Wasn’t she? As soon as they crossed the bridge, Alyssa’s breath was caught in her throat. The forests on the other side of the river were mesmerizing. A brook that diverted from the river flowed inside, right beside the trail they were riding on. The trail was lined with lush trees with aromatic, fiery orange blossoms. Either side there were also trees laden with pink, red and white flowers. Sun dappled leaves created flickering shadows. The warm wind sent a shudder of movement in the branches.