Rescue Heroes Wendy Waters Novels & Stories

She sagged against the bars, sobbing. Chances were, Wendy was too scared and traumatized to be able to recognize the good guys. The trick was going to be minimizing the damage she did to herself. The best way to do that was with a mild sedative. He slid his wallet out of his pocket, keeping one eye on Wendy as he slid the two-inch long injector out of the wallet. It was a standard Aegis tool. All the guys carried one. They never knew when they'd end up tossed onto a job like this one.

The doctor left, and before the door even closed, Wendy turned to me for what felt like the hundredth time. “I still can’t understand why you’re protecting the bastards that did this. They should be locked up.” “No. It’s okay.” She sighed, but doesn’t argue. Just then, the door opened, and my heart kicked, anticipation burning for a split second—but it was Kim. Her eyes met mine briefly before Wendy asked her, “Were you able to reach her?” “Um, yeah. She’s on her way,” Kim replied. Wendy’s gaze shifted back to me, unreadable. She stood, gathering her bag.

“You know,” she began, “Darren never stopped talking about you. That angelic girl who saved his life as a pup.” My cheeks burned again, and I looked down at my cup. “He mentioned that?” I asked quietly. “More times than I can count,” Wendy said with a quiet laugh. “He was just a boy then, but he remembered every detail. You did save his life, after all.” But then she lowered her voice. “But keep it between us. Not everyone here would take kindly to the idea of their Alpha being rescued by a human.”

The person that had saved her from the attack was the beautiful, bronzed woman from earlier, Victoria. Lacee watched in horror as Victoria smashed the woman’s head one too many times and the sound of her skull cracking in half was the only thing that stopped her from continuing. Victoria stood up; blood splattered over her otherwise perfect face. She was about to thank her, when the beautiful woman disappeared into the crowd again. “Rinc.” Lacee went back to the fight in time to see the Alpha rip Walt’s throat out with his bare hands and drop the man’s lifeless body to the floor.

Edmond began to strangle himself, tightening his grip as Wendy glared at him, he stepped backward until they got out of the tomb. “I brought you back doesn't mean I have to serve you. I'm not a coward like Lorene.” Wendy spat while the branches of the trees surrounding them swerved to the right. She raised him from the ground and he hanged in the mid-air, his hands clenching on his throat, he attempted to set himself free but he couldn't. Wendy Cooper was powerful. “Perhaps, the darkness has forsaken you forever.” She smirked. Edmond chuckled before his eyes flashed black, he released himself from her grip and landed heroically, striking his palms on the ground. A never-ending force moved he

Compared to her, Larissa seemed to be the one in danger, the one who barely escaped death—though this was kinda accurate as well. "Aster's okay, right?" Wendy asked Larissa. She licked her lips and continued regretfully, "I didn't mean … to leave him there by himself yesterday." "I know. He's fine." Larissa did not plan to tell Wendy about what happened yesterday. She opened a bottle of mineral water and passed it over to Wendy. "Do you want to drink some water?" Wendy accepted it and drank a huge mouthful. Her throat felt better. "Still—" She looked around like she was looking for clues. "How did I get here?"

When the wreckage finally came down on them, a great storm seemed to pass through it. "Oh my god, what happened to my belongings?" Trist's comment was unbelievable. "Everything is broken." "Guys, Wendy!" Ynaria caught the attention. It saw Wendy lying on the cement near the door. Ynaria ran to Wendy's place, followed by Trist, Ryan and Clement. Ynaria patted Wendy on the cheek to wake her up but she failed. Trist and Ryan carried Wendy on the elongated sofa and laid her down, but her head was on Ryan's lap.

“Wendy Queen?“ Zach Hilton and Venessa Hawking gasped in unison. Wasn't she dead? Weren't they the only people who saw her getting consumed by fire until her last breath? In that heavy silence, only two people looked at each other. One with fear in her eyes, one with... No one could really know what was going on in his head, as his face and eyes were all emotionless. What these people didn't know was that Wendy Queen never died. Yes, they might have left her on fire, but the same guard who was asked to lock her in the burning room was the same one who, after Zach's car drove away, hurriedly returned inside and rescued her. Wendy was the only person who had always made him feel like family. W

We’re short-staffed, and I want to help. Elias pushed the door wide open and stepped inside. His gaze landed on Callie, who was sitting by the table, coughing until her face turned red. Wendy stood next to her, holding a glass of water and two white pills. ‘Major General Westwood!’ Wendy exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise. ‘It’s so nice to see you wake up!’ Then her delight quickly morphed into concern. ‘But you’ve been injured so severely; you shouldn’t be out and about.’

"I'm just mad! What's with him acting all high-and-mighty?! Who needs his help anyway?! He's just a damn cheater who's good for nothing." I walked over to pop open our trunk and bent down, grabbing two bottles of water. Handing one bottle over to Hannah, I said, "Just chill. Wendy will be here in fifteen minutes." In fact, she showed up even faster than expected. After her car screeched to a halt, she walked briskly towards me and greeted, "Ms. Johnson." I nodded, replying, "Sorry for disturbing you so late." Wendy shook her head. "Not at all. After all, Alpha Hunter sent me here just to keep you safe."