Sleepy Hollow Katrina Novels & Stories

I won’t live without him. Even with a million kids. Wives. Enemies out the wazoo apparently. He was my mate, that’s it. “Dusk will be in a few hours, we’re honestly wondering if Sofia is stalling until her mate can be awake,” Katrina said, appearing out of nowhere and making me jump. A sharp howl in the distance made me nearly fall off the bed and took me by surprise. Why was a wolf shifted right now? Was there a threat? Katrina leapt to the window and seemed to be mind-linking so I didn’t question her. But when several more howls broke out, it all hit me at once.

The other wolves followed, their curiosity overriding their orders. What we saw when we reached Katrina's room stopped us dead in our tracks. The door to Katrina's room – solid oak reinforced with mountain ash, designed specifically to contain supernatural beings lay in pieces. Not just broken, but shattered. The wood, which should have been hard for even an Alpha's strength, was splintered like matchsticks. Chunks of the frame were embedded in the opposite wall, as if they'd been blown outward by some impossible force. Through the purple haze of smoke emerged Hazel, still wearing Katrina's black dress. She was coughing, but her eyes... her eyes blazed with something I'd never seen before. T

m. Katrina slept off almost immediately…. Dylan also had his own dose of a very busy night. He'd secretly installed a CCTV camera in Katrina's bedroom in order to monitor her activities. Dylan saw and noticed that she didn't sleep all through the night, he waited to see if she'd come downstairs again to get water or something so drink somthat he would approach and speak to her but after getting her milk previously, she never stepped her foot down again. He was deeply worried about Katrina, be wanted to know why she was so distracted during her work. He recalled that she stood up from her sit so many times he didn't know why. Dylan thought about the resson and it all fell down to meeting his

Her tummy rumbled due to hunger since she never ate anything ever since she woke up. As she walked out to the streets of Neuro, one of the biggest cities in Hillcrest, she noticed the streets were deserted. She was the only one walking on the road, no cars or people were walking. It gave her an eerie feeling so she put in more effort to walk faster to find a hotel but the pain in her body didn't let her. All she could do was limp as fast as she could. "Ahh," Katiya screamed as she was pushed. She was suddenly surrounded by a group of men and they took her bags from her, kicking her to the ground.

"How did you ladies sleep last night?" ""I slept really well after about one in the morning." Allison said. "Oh?" "It was difficult to fall asleep when someone kept sucking on my tits and playing with my pussy." "Shhhh. You don't have to tell everything!" Sadie begged. "He was going to notice the hickeys on my tits and the one inside my thigh anyway." "Should I be embarrassed?"

The ride is agonizingly slow as we all sit in silence. My phone buzzes in my lap; the sound shrill in the quiet vehicle. I turn the screen from my thighs to find Audrey’s name blinking with a text. Sparing a side glance toward Dan, I find his eyes dutifully on the road, but I angle the phone away anyway, so he can't see. Audrey: So? What did you decide? Kat: You gave me tequila, I'm not sure I could not if I wanted to.

I didn't want to see her. “Katrina!” she yelled my name. When I turned to look at her, my body bumped into the car. A moan escaped from my lips when my head hit a hard thing before I fainted. “N-No, Katrina...”

Katrina stormed through the pack house, her eyes darting from one face to another, searching for the one person she needed to find. Her mind was a whirlwind of anger and determination after Aris’s failure, and she wasn’t about to let this setback ruin her plans. She spotted him—Silas, a broad-shouldered man with a cautious look in his eyes, glancing around like he was making sure no one was watching. When he saw her, a grin spread across his face, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I was just about to head to the healer’s quarters to check on you,” he said, his voice low, trying to keep things light.

I wasn’t in the mood for anyone to recognize me. Katrina arrived five minutes late. She walked in slowly, arms folded over her chest, expression unreadable. She spotted me immediately and crossed the room without breaking stride. No hug. No kiss. No smile. Just sat down. And looked at me. I spoke first. “You look tired.” “I am.” I nodded, letting the awkwardness settle. “Want something to drink?” “No.” Her eyes were sharp, but not cold. More like searching. Like she was trying to figure out how much of what she saw online was real.

“If you aren’t going to help me, then I have no use for you.” “What does that mean?” Without warning, Katrina swung and hit Sabrina over the head with a metal paperweight. Sabrina was so wrapped up in her conversation, that she hadn’t noticed that Katrina grabbed it off the nearby desk. Sabby only felt a sharp pain in her head before her entire body went numb and she passed out. She fell to the ground with a thud. Blood spilled out of her head and Katrina groaned. Now she was going to have to clean the floors and dispose of this body.