Novel & Cerita Wren Surviving Summer

As she eagerly await Ed her grandfather to respond, there was a commotion at the entrance. The werewolf queen arrived and the Reynolds heaved sighs of relief. Summer Reynolds, the queen Luna, has well known magical powers. Seeing her arrive, they felt that everything would be perfect again. In their excitement, no one paid any heed to Aria or Henna. They rushed into the operating room without sparing them a glance. "Damn, these wolves! They are so conceited! Do you think they will even let Summer try to heal Jerry? What do we do, baby?" Henna gnashed her teeth in anger but could only soften when addressing her baby girl.

For Iris, it was a lifeline; for Callum, a surge of desperate hope; for Camilla and Lia, a brief, exultant flash in the relentless battle against Wren’s code. But Wren was not a man who allowed his designs to falter. The stillness that followed Noah’s word was not a defeat, but a prelude. Deep beneath the city, in his cold, black sanctuary, a new sequence initiated, a new trigger prepared. And as Gabriel stirred, the true nightmare was poised to begin. Iris (POV)

Sunny and Mia did their work, they helped their Luna get ready from the hair to the dress to the hood, every passing day the girls became closer to Wren, they helped her with everything and she considered them as younger sisters. "Hello! QUEEN WREN ZANTHUS ZAYETZEV." mocked Ethan making Wren laugh at his sarcasm. "Hello! PRINCE ETHAN." she tried mimicking his tone giving them a laughter. "Luna! should we accompany you?" bowed Sunny. "No dear, you can both have a rest, i'm with family no worries." smiled Wren to which they smiled back. "SO what's the plan today?" asked an excited Rebecca. "Gardens, snow , snow balls, fights and food." winked Wren.

"I wonder if he was from The Skyefrost Pack, too." Gray shrugged. "What was his name?" "Rolph Allen," Xander replied. "No. To my knowledge, he has no association with The Skyefrost Pack. He's the Alpha of The Winterborn Pack in Alaska, but The Skyefrost Pack is in a territory not far away from them." Gray scoffed, shaking his head. "Do yourself a favor and stay as far away from him as you can."

“This is exactly what I needed. Ari, we have to survive this summer, chaos and all.” I laugh, treading water beside her. “Survive… yeah. I think we can handle it.” And Gavin? He keeps swimming beside us, quiet, controlled, with just enough presence to remind me that summer isn’t just about chaos. It’s about currents, about tides, and maybe… about noticing someone without even trying. Finally, dripping and laughing, we climb out of the water, shivering slightly as the sun dips lower behind us. Eben and Josh are still shrieking and shaking water everywhere, while Gemma and I wring out our hair the best we can, laughing at the mess.

“That’s what I’m unsure of. I’m guessing he also broke the rules and tried to protect you three as best he could. But Andrea died in childbirth, making you two his only responsibility.” “Wait….sp, does this mean we’re not in danger?” “I don’t know, Summer…..I don’t trust this man, or anything about him. All I know is he’s no longer going to hide in the shadows once he realizes I know who he is now.” I felt the life inside me stir, a tiny, fluttering reminder of the stakes. "And Wren? You said she was an assassin, too."

She seems to shy away from the nakedness that comes along with being a werewolf. I finish up quickly and pad out to the bundle of clothes using one of the extra shirts inside to dry my body and I grab the pair of gray sweatpants and a black fitted t-shirt. Even though the shirt is much tighter than I would normally wear, I am pleased that the sweatpants fit. I suppose I can thank the rogues for liking their sweatpants loose. Tank walks past me, sending me a smile and a fake salute as he moves towards the water. “Wren is waiting for us to be done. She is a little way north of the tree,” he calls over his shoulder.

“There’s a bunch of people here man. How should I know?” “Fuck off. Expect a kilo of rake venom at your house at midnight.” I snuck back into the bar before Hector found me. I couldn’t believe the traitor was so close. My thoughts were so loud I couldn’t hear all the voices around me and the music pumping. “Summer,” Wren called, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Yeah, I’m going to handle my tables,” I said. “Summer,” Ezra’s deep voice stopped me. I looked up. Wren stood behind him and cringed. She picked up her tray and hurried off.

Wren points down to the picture of the house on my phone, “We’re visiting.” Robin then nods firmly, “A lot.” I laugh. I wouldn’t have it any other way, “You’re invited whenever.” They both narrow their eyes and say in unison, “No take-backs.” I smile, “Never.” There is a quiet moment. Then Wren sighs, “You know what’s rude?” I look up at her, “What?” She deadpans, “You get kidnapped…” I blink, wondering where this is going. She continues, “Survive, get your boyfriend back, and buy an ocean-view property.” She points at herself, “Meanwhile, I forget my laundry for three days.”

“Listen to me. Riven isn’t stupid. He’ll know you’re running the moment you leave. He’ll track you, and when he does, it won’t be just you he hurts. It’ll be everyone you care about. You think you’re protecting us by running, but all you’re doing is giving him a reason to hunt you harder.” Tears stung Wren’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. “I don’t know what else to do.” “Stay,” Raya urged. “Face him. Maybe there’s another way.” “There’s no other way!” Wren snapped, her voice breaking. “I have two days left. Do you think I can magically come up with the rest of the money by then?” Raya stared at her, searching for the right words, but none came. Wren brushed past her and zipped the b