Spider Gwen X Miles Novels & Stories

Gwen told Miles about how she had nearly been hit by the falling suitcases earlier, and how Lucas had saved her. “You have no idea how heavy those suitcases were. He knocked them away with one punch. He’s ridiculously strong, like some kind of superhero.” She didn’t notice the tension creeping into Miles’s expression. She just kept talking. “Miles, I remember you mentioning once that the men in your family are born with unusual strength. Lucas couldn’t be some long-lost brother of yours, could he?” Gwen was obviously joking. But the moment Miles heard that, his expression darkened.

Which one of these newly titled Alphas is he here to congratulate? I'm still staring at him and wondering when I feel another presence. A wrong... familiar one. Impossible. I look past Riley to see the female behind him. At first, I thought I'm seeing things. Because this particular chic is supposed to be miles away. Hidden in a mostly human settlement far from the royal lands. Far River Howl and from me. Gwen Harding. The one werewolf besides the Queen who has seen Nyx's other side. The same female who saw my metal claws.

The walk back to omega housing felt longer than usual. The morning had turned into afternoon, and the streets were busier now. Pack members moved through the territory with purpose. People going places. People with destinations and plans and futures that made sense. Gwen moved through them like a ghost. By the time she reached her apartment, the sun was starting to set. She’d been awake for over twenty-four hours. Her body was moving on fumes. Her mind was scattered. Every muscle ached with exhaustion.

she looked up and gave a small smile great start. “Well, well, well if it isn’t the loud mouth new kid” well not the reply I was hoping for“My name is Gwen and I don’t like fantasy novels only the cliche ones” “Twilight is a great love story only without Jake though” she laughed really hard before she replied “Now that’s quite ironic coming from a werewolf” WAIT WHAT!!“how did you-“ “You werewolves are so easy to smell cause you stink up the place with your scent” she caught me neatly with that one but I’m not going to lose “And you vampires are always so lonely because you’re scared you’ll feed on your human friends “

On the flip side, I can almost feel my wolf rolling her eyes in exasperation. She isn’t frightened of spiders, but it’s probably because she hasn’t come across the ones the size of a fist like I have. I’m pretty sure by the time I found Gretchen trying to each said spider, my wolf was shaking her fur all puffed out, ready to strike. That had been a terrifying day. I have no idea how Gretchen was so casual about it. She’s so small and fluffy I forget she has small dog syndrome. In her mind, she is the same size as me when I’m in wolf form.

"What a shocking ripple..." The space between his eyebrows flickered, and Zephyr Khan's face became serious. Although he was still five kilometers away, such a powerful aura and fluctuation had already made him secretly alert. “Buzz” His body flickered, Zephyr Khan didn't hesitate for a moment before once again moving. “Buzz”When he was about seven miles away, a face-sized spider suddenly rose from the ground. Then, the body full of poisonous thorns rushed toward Zephyr Khan.

When he unlocks my cell and strides in, his shadow drops down on me as his average figure stands in my front, yet I refuse to look at him. I try as much as I can to avoid eye contact because either his countenance disgusts me or my face will suffer the fate if he lands a deafening strike across it. “I still would like to know if you loved the little session, though,” Owen mutters as he crouches in front of me. He is psychic; has this rare ability to get into your head and project scenarios. It is one feature that makes him different, and exceptionally cruel. I murmur behind my teeth, “You have broken me enough. Have you not had your fill?”

It hurt—God, it hurt. I groaned, my mouth filling with dirt, pain exploding through my body. My eyes met Kael’s as he hovered over me, our faces inches apart. “Duck, Maddie,” he growled. Kael stood up effortlessly. Above us, something dropped down fast, hanging from milky-white webbing. Not just one. Too many. Eight legs. Multiple pairs of eyes. Massive, threatening pincers. I gasped. “Spiders?” I struggled to my feet as Kael charged straight into the fight. His claws slashed through every giant spider that came near us. The wet, splitting sounds of their bodies made my stomach churn. Their high-pitched screeches as Kael tore them apart were disgusting.

he said before I could say anything. "She fell asleep asking the nurse about the ceiling fan, she wanted to know if it would fall on her." Something moved in my chest. I pressed it down. "You cleared her bills." "I did." "Xavier, " "Sit down, Gwen, " he said. I shook my head. "I don't want to." My voice sounded weirdly too quiet. I hoped he didn't catch on so to hopefully distract him and myself, I crossed my arms over my chest. "I want to know what this will cost me."

My thoughts are cut off when I hear a she-wolf, the owner of the unfamiliar scent, begin speaking next to my head. “Hello, my name is Gwen.” Something about her voice soothed my fears, relaxing some of the tension within my chest. Her voice effectively shuts down Brady’s words in my mind, and I listen intently. “I am twenty-three years old, and I enjoy crocheting and writing in my journal. It seems that I am going to be joining the Blood Moon pack as the new therapist, as your therapist. That is only if you’ll have me, Luna?”