Zoophobia Mackenzie Novels & Stories

Felicity rushed to meet her. "Don't hang up! Tell me what you want!" She continued to scream. Felicity tried to pull her in for a hug, but Mackenzie remained rigid, planted to the ground. "What's happening, Mackenzie?" Felicity asked. Her eyes searching Mackenzie's face. Mackenzie rushed into the house, pacing about with both hands on her head. Felicity probed her more, until Mackenzie answered her. She told her everything, stuttering at regular intervals because she was too scared to speak.

“How long have you been here?” Mckenzie. She wants to know if I have any knowledge about Mckenzie. “I just got here. Why?” “Nothing.” She scratched her brow. “Listen to me Xavier. I have a life, I’ve moved on.” She placed both her hands in front of her as if getting ready to pray. “Do not ruin that life for me.”

“Zoe seems to have a plan to get me over the phobia or at least through the long flight there.” “Oh? Zoe, are you dabbling in psychology now? Taking a step out of your music path?” Katrina arched her brow, a teasing smile on her lips. “I am the daughter of a doctor. I’ve picked up a few things.” Zoe shrugged. “Internal medicine. Not psychology, piccolo uccello.” Damon tutted. “I still know a few things, such as exposure therapy. And I can offer methods that no therapist ever could.” Zoe smirked, tossing a wink in my direction as her hand rubbed my thigh, grazing my dick through my jeans.

Alex P. O. V I was laying on my bed remembering last night's event. Zander had a very bad panic attack. What caused him to have a bad panic attack to such an extent? I could not press him to tell me what had happened after what he went through. "Hey, Chloe do you know anything? Have you talked to Zander's wolf? ". 'Xavier had not said much. He only said something about Zander gone to his dark memory lane. Xavier was not able to connect with him when he had an anxiety attack'.

Judi added. Mackenzie stared at the old woman. Words refused to form on her tongue. The man in turn stopped short. He drew up straight. “Mackenzie?” He stared at her with disbelieving eyes. “Yes.” She offered her hand, grateful to have found her voice, though it held a strange, breathless quality. “I’m Mackenzie Swanson. Was there something I could help you find?” “Well, actually…” He squeezed her hand between his big palms. “I’m here for you.”

she teased. "Please, they're all ugly," Mandy snorted before gazing at Hazel thoughtfully. Truth be told, she actually found her friend to be the most threatening. Since Zac was a germaphobe, he took her to the middle of the sea where there weren't any people crowding around them. Mandy had no choice but to follow. Every time Hazel tried to swim one meter further to give the two a chance to talk, Zac would pull her right back. He gazed at her sharply.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Sasha scoff at her father view of Xander. " Mom is the only one that could get through to him, I'm tired of trying to love everything he does and not scold,I want to see her" " That'll be tomorrow"she nod " He won't let you see her if I don't talk to him" "Yeah" Sasha roll her eyes. *** Micah watch from his phone the news of the hour about Mack securities set ablaze by some unknown person,he wipe the sweat off his face,he couldn't believe all of this was happening today.

Then when Lucas comes back, I could ask him for how to get blood from the blood bank without anyone suspecting. “My brother is starting to smell like food to me. Goddamnit! I can't help myself anymore.” Mackenzie probably needed the help now but there was no way I could help her immediately. I could only help her help herself, if she was willing. “Breathe, Mackenzie. How are you?” “I feel horrible.” She said while holding back a sob. I could hear everything that she was trying to keep silent. “Go to the bathroom and turn on the shower. Sit directly under the shower so that the water is pouring on your skin and don't end this call. I'll be with you shortly.”

Plus, I might unintentionally wake Mackenzie up. I sit on the chair in the balcony, staring blankly at nowhere while my mind throttles with my insane thoughts about Macknezie’s oddly inexplicable medical results and Vivienne’s disturbingly unbelievable assumption about it. It can’t be possible that Mackenzie is a… is a… I can’t even bring myself to say the word as my memory trips me back to the moment I heard a growl of what seems to be from a huge, wild animal when I was forcing myself to Mackenzie the first day we met.