Spidergwen X Miles Novels & Stories

she added. Gwen chuckled as she sat on the bed. "I've been wanting to talk to you about what you said the other day," she said. "About the dreams?" Maya asked. "Yes," Gwen replied, nodding. "How do you know that I do have dreams?" She asked. Maya shrugged. "Everyone dreams, right?" She asked as she sipped the lemon tea. Gwen nodded. "Yes, but, I do have extraordinary dreams, Luna. I dream of people that I cannot remember their faces once I wake up. I only recall their names," she replied.

The two wolves were clearly losing steam. Moments after Red said her piece, the ground beneath them trembled just a little. "What the?" "Oh no, oh no, please don't be what I think it is." Quin's voice became softer and squeakier with each word. He moved closer to Neoma. "Quin?" Neoma asked. Just as she said that, billions of tiny neon green eyes appeared from beneath the ground. "Yucks! What in the world are they?!" Red exclaimed. "Can't you see that they're venomous spiders?!" Quin shouted back.

Either it was a gift from the Moon or her disconnection from the Goddess, but it was slowly allowing her to heal. It didn’t take them long to walk back to the house, the territory wasn’t as large as the one Moon Fang had occupied since the war, and therefore took little time to travel across. They broke through the trees to see Georgia on the other side of the clearing, looking out into the forest. As she turned towards them, Adelaide felt the pull. Like a bandage or a zap of electricity it tingled up her spine and registered in her mind. Her eyes darted around the clearing as she pulled Grace close to her and held her within her grasp firmly.

She smiled again. “Should I wait for you?” the driver asked as he stopped the car. “No. I’ll be here a long time.” She gave him his money and mouthed a thank you as he sped away. Honey – as she called the wolf because of the cheerful yellow and brown of it’s skin – waited for her by a tree and began to howl as he saw her coming. She touched his ears and together, they began to walk home. Gwen’s house was located so deep in the forest that many Towner’s did not even know it existed. Gwen couldn’t fathom why a human would build such a house so deep on the forest, so far from civilization – knowing humans and their need for socialization – but it was an advantage for her. It provided her with t

Gwen stepped forward and hooked her arm through the man’s affectionately before introducing him to Lucas. “This is my boyfriend, Miles Owen.” Then she turned to Miles and introduced Lucas. “Miles, this is the bodyguard my sister sent to pick us up. His name is Lucas York.” “Lucas York?” Something flickered in Miles’s eyes as his gaze landed on Lucas. Lucas stared at his eyes. There was a tiny black mole in the white of Miles’s right eye. Lucas tested the name carefully. “Miles Chase?” Gwen looked surprised. “Huh? How did you know Miles’s childhood name was Miles Chase?”

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.

Gwen, however, remained vigilant, using her vast resources to search for Esmeralda. Gwen's personal guard and goddaughter, Maribel, was fiercely loyal. Orphaned at a young age, Maribel had been raised by Gwen to be her silent weapon and confidante. Maribel's past was marked by a forbidden love for Alaric Royale, whom she met at an elite military institution. When Maribel encountered Elona and her triplets in Country C, she was struck by their resemblance to Alaric.

While I talk to my group, he talks to Raptor and Siren, giving them another source to check out. “Oh shit!” Venom says. Hijack stands behind me, looking over my shoulder. “Venom?” he asks. “That was a fucking wolf. Not a shifter, but a real wolf. Well done, Sphinx,” he says. “Thanks,” I say. When they each hit the two-mile mark, Raptor calls the team back. “Okay everyone, back to camp. We’re going to get some sleep and start again first thing in the morning,” he says.