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I questioned with a chuckle She laughed and rolled her eyes "No I don't, but piece of advice when dealing with drunk Alice, don't say she ain't wild cuz she is. Alice Winters is just a boring statistics teacher but Wild Winters is a fucking riot!" "Wild Winters?" I giggled She laughed softly "That was my nickname in college whenever I was drunk."

Stowaway Chapter twenty Aiden's point of view Zoe's been at my parent's house for two weeks now, and she's worked so hard looking into finding information on the missing girls when she first asked my father about the chances of the girls being alive, his answer made her break down. She's been so strong throughout all of this, even from her survival in the sea, and her escape from the Rutherfords, she is a tough lady that's for sure, and it absolutely broke me watching her fall apart in my arms, all I could do was hold her and let her get it all out. Since that day she's dived into getting evidence together to take the Rutherfords down, I'm so fucking proud of her. My father was that impresse

André's point of view: Jack told me that Zoe had disappeared. I immediately rushed to the Red Snow Pack that night and sent a large group of werewolves in search of her. Zoe was a hybrid wizard and werewolf. She had many wizard and werewolf friends. She had a wide network of contacts, so her face was well recognised. Soon, one of my men had a trail of a few thieves.

Of course he chops his own firewood like a Calvin Klein lumberjack. She wrapped the blanket tighter, tried to walk away. Didn’t. Something about him in the wild unsettled her more than any boardroom version of him ever had. He looked human out here. Unarmed. Honest. And that was dangerous. Because the moment she started seeing him that way… She wouldn’t be able to stop. The sun burned off the morning mist by ten. Zoe was already out in the grass, chasing butterflies with a stick she’d named “Lady Zap.” Her sneakers were soaked. Her jacket was on inside out. And she was radiant—glowing the way only children do when the air is clean and the adults haven’t caught up yet.

Because I'd prepared so thoroughly beforehand, it was the most comfortable period of my life. One day, I was woken by the comments. [Jennie, get up! The sun's out!] [Yay, you're still alive!] [It's only good days from here on out!] I rubbed my eyes and looked outside. The brutal cold was fading, and the temperature was rising, ever so slowly, melting the blanket of ice and snow that had covered the land. Power and internet signals flickered back to life. Some people closed their eyes for the last time during this ice age, while others celebrated surviving it.

That wasn’t what Johansen had told him. “Mama said once he’s like me. That he was always hiking and camping. He liked biking and swimming like me too.” Taking a deep breath, Zoe uncrossed her arms, looking at the ground. “I think he must be an explorer. I used to think we moved so much because she was trying to find him.” That definitely wasn’t what Johansen had told him. A dawning reality gaped before him. “How old are you, Zoe?” “I turn ‘leven at Christmas.” She glanced around her a last time. “I’m ready now, Mr. Jim. Thank you for waiting.” Zoe skipped down the trail ahead of Jim towards the river, whistling as she went.

I replied as we both laughed. Dylan arrived during lunch break and Zoe was still with me. "Hey Zoe." Dylan said as he walked around my table to kiss me. "Hey Dylan. How was your weekend?" Zoe asked grinning. Dylan only chuckled."The best." He replied. Zoe joined us during the meal but left when she received a message about an order that just came in at work. "See you soon." She said and left. "What does Zoe do?" Dylan asked as he packed the plates. "She is a fashion designer. Owns her own line." I replied. Dylan nodded.

Kyle tightened his grip on Zoe's hand and cautioned, "Maybe he overheard me calling you. Stay away if you encounter someone who claims to know you but whom you don't recognize. They could be bad people.” Zoe nodded in agreement. After all, she knew she could only trust Kyle. Kyle stayed with Zoe until she fell asleep and quietly left the room. His subordinate waited outside, and Kyle asked, "Have you discovered more?" The subordinate reported, "Sir, we've investigated thoroughly. Joseph Holmes said he met Coach Zoe five years ago at a ski resort in Pamporovo, Bulgaria. At the time, Miss Zoe was a special guest at the skiing event and was already an internationally certified level four ski in

Zane replied smoothly, wrapping his arm around her waist. “Who is this?” the woman who had been touching Zane asked with a superior tone. “My date,” Zane replied simply, not even attempting to introduce them. Ellie stepped forward and offered her hand to the stunning woman, refusing to let her see that she felt intimidated. Still, she couldn’t deny she was a little overwhelmed by the fiery-haired beauty. “I’m Ellie Winters,” she said calmly. Ignoring Ellie’s offered hand, the woman glared at Zane. “You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend,” she said angrily.

“Thanks, Sky. Really.” I nod, my expression softening. “Just stay out of trouble, okay?” She gives me a mock salute. “Yes, sir!” Rolling my eyes, I watch her get out of the car and head into the building. Once she’s inside, I let out a sigh of relief. Finally, I dropped her safely at her place. However, I can’t trust Zoe because she’s capable of attracting trouble, even in the safest places. I remember the time she got locked out on her balcony. It was the middle of winter, and she stepped out to grab something when the wind slammed the door shut. She was out there for an hour, freezing, before I came to rescue her.