Thick As Daphne Novels & Stories

Seraphina stared at Daphne and her sister simultaneously as they both dipped their hands into their pockets, watching her. From a closer look at both women, she realized they both had some similarities that gave them away as sisters. Both women were of tall feminine build with faces that men would crawl for, but while Daphne had sharp blue eyes, Kara’s were a trembling brown that could bring any human or wolf down to their knees with just one stare. She watched them simultaneously for a moment, before stretching her hand to point at Kara.

I spent the remaining hours of the nighttime laid out on the mattress, letting the shaman’s medicine work its magic, while Daphne and Enzo paced nervously around the little hut. “The veil here is thicker,” Daphne explained, her nails practically bitten down to nubs from chewing on them all night. “The place where it’s thinner is still days away if we move on foot. And who knows how much time we have left before they find our trail again? God, we never should have stopped.”