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Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf Chapter Thirty-Eight
Mazelina Surprisingly dinner went well, with little to no arguing. Amelda was very quiet, taking us all in, which was unnerving in itself. I’m wondering if a bit of Landon’s paranoia is rubbing off on me. I know something’s a little off with her, but since sitting down together for tea earlier today…“What’s got you thinking so hard?” Rush whispers against my ear.I grin and look up at him through my lashes, “I’m thinking about how we are going to get Lotty to sleep in her bed tonight.”“You don’t have to worry about that. She’s sleeping with her cousins this evening.” He winks, smug bastard.“Shall we move to the sitting room and have a drink? Daisy and I have something we would like to share with you all.” Aries announces.We all exit the dining room and enter the sitting room; the kids are already upstairs with Akers and a couple of other guards monitoring them.“You know, don’t you?” Rush whispers as he takes my hand and places it on his arm, leading the way.“I don’t know what y
Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf Chapter Thirty-Nine
ElionSix hours later and Sally enters my room with the potion.“Here you go little one.” She winks, handing me a small glass. I pull the glass up to eye level and stare at it. “Don’t worry, it’s not going to kill you. It’ll just stop the potion Lydia made for Amelda.”“I guess I have nothing to lose. Down the hatch.” I say raising the glass and taking it in one shot, surprisingly it doesn’t taste like anything.“Do we know how she came to make such a potion, to lead Elion to believe he found his mate?” Rush asks.Sally shifts uncomfortably, “I have an idea but it’s not good.”“None of this shit is good,” I tell her, sitting on the couch in my room. Rush sits in the single chair, but Sally paces her brows furrowed in concentration.“I believe the scent marker she used for this potion is your mate.” I jump up. “What do you mean?”She sighs heavily. “Many, many years ago, we used to cast spells to find one’s mate. It was in a time where some of your fellow brethren were becoming extin
Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf Chapter Forty
Mazelina“Mazy.” someone whispers. “Mazy.” I groan and roll over. “Please let me sleep.” My head is pounding. I didn’t think I had that much to drink last night, but it seems I was really on one.“Mazy wake-up, we’re in danger!” I sit up and groan again, holding my head, “Samara? Where have you been?” “We’re in great danger, Mazelina. You need to gather yourself.” “For what?” “Well, hello, Mrs Winslow.” A tall pale man with hair so dark it almost blends into the darkness itself surrounding him. If it wasn’t for the little piece of hair that has fallen across his face, I would have said he’s bald.“Where’s Stella and Aries?”“Stella is safe and unharmed.” He grins down at me. “It’s been quite the task, capturing you.”“You should have given up. My people will come for me.”He shrugs. “Your people are nothing to me.” He eyes me thoughtfully and moves closer. “Is Samara in there?” he taps my head. I shy away from him, but he grabs my chin and makes me face him. “I’d like an answer,
Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf Chapter Forty-One
RushWe’ve been working on Amelda for six hours, but she’s not given an inch. She wants Samara to meet her untimely end and doesn’t give two shits about Mazy.“It’s no use unless we had the dagger; nothing we do will be of any good.” Landon grabs at his hair, angry at himself for not going to the coffee date with Stella. He believes if he was there that this wouldn’t have happened.I don’t think it matters whether or not he was there. Eventually, Fenrir would have made his move one way or another.But… “I think you’re right. Amelda’s far too stubborn to give in.”“Amelda has been through far worse torture than this.” He scoffs, “Still. I can’t bring myself to be so brutal to a woman, let alone her.” “Hopefully, Sally will come up with something useful.”“Sir?” I glance behind me to find Bobby, one of my pack members. “You have visitors.”I growl, “Now is not the time.”He clears his throat. “I think you might want to see these visitors for yourself.”“I’ll come with you.” Landon get
Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf Chapter Forty-Two
MazelinaFenrir calls this room a cell. My prison, but as I look around, it’s the most luxurious cell I’ve ever seen in my life.It looks like someone has pulled a picture of what a seaside resort suite would look like and put everything from that picture in this room; it’s equally beautiful and ridiculous at once.Every shade of blue and sandy yellows you can think of in one space, even the wood smells like the beach.“What the hell is this?” I murmur to myself, sitting up from the king bed. All I remember is Fenrir telling me Aries is dead. He can’t be dead; I would feel it if he were gone. Oh my god, Stella!“Fenrir said she was unharmed and safe,” Samara answers me. “And you believe him? He said Aries is dead and Stella’s safe. That makes no sense.” “Don’t be angry with me.” She begs.I’m so fucking angry. Angry at Sam for leaving me. Mad at being captured. Furious at the possibility of Aries being dead, enraged that I may never see my family again, and most of all, I’m angry th
Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf Chapter Forty-Three
LandonSitting across from the woman who I thought was my mate fills my heart with dread. I fear for my son, myself, and my true mate, who is out there somewhere who is having her essence drained to disguise this woman. The woman I thought I was in love with forever—the woman who carried and had my child.Fuck, what I’m going to tell Jeremy about this woman when he’s older?She smirks at me. “Always thinking ahead, dear husband.”“I’m thinking about our son. Someone whom you constantly leave alone with strangers.”Estelle shrugs, “I’ve never really been the nurturing type to any of my children.” Her lips turn up into a smug smile. “Oh yes, Landon, I have several children, none of which I’ve mothered. Hence the reason for nannies.”“Why?”She shrugs, “You aren’t my first rodeo, Landon.” Estelle leans forward as far as the shackles allow her. “But you are the first one I sincerely love.”“You don’t know, love Stella, sorry Estelle.”She laughs mirthlessly. “I almost forgot your unrequit
Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf Chapter Forty-Four
MazelinaIt feels like I’ve been in this pretty cell for months and not days. Time seems to move quickly and slow at the same time.Samara has been trying to think of all kinds of strategies to convince Fenrir, but nothing seems to work. He shrugs and tells us he will continue with the extraction. Whatever that means.I’m sure Lydia has an ulterior motive. Every time she visits, she has this look, one that makes me think she doesn’t want us to survive at all. It amazes me that she and Sally are sisters; they’re so different.Watching the birds dance in the sky is the only solace I find in this place. I let Sam come up with different ideas while I watch the birds. I haven’t given up, not yet. I just haven’t found the one thing that will stop Fenrir from going through with it.The cell door opens slowly; it must be time to eat. I move to the small table where I have my meals. I’m surprised to see Fenrir himself holding the tray.“Good Evening, Mazelina.” He smiles and moves into the roo
Mazelina: The Legend of The White Wolf Chapter Forty-Five
Fenrir The girl is infuriating. I know she’s lying to me. Samara is telling her so much more than she’s letting on. But I have another card up my sleeve, one that will even shock Samara. They will both see how deadly serious I am about bringing my beloved back to me. After three flights down to the underground, we come to the most secure part of our home. There are no guards down here. It is that secure. Only two people in this world will know what is beyond this door, me and now Mazelina. I enter the encrypted code, the retina scan slides out and scans my eyes, next is a pinch of my blood, another code, and the door unlocks. The entire castle could blow to smithereens, but, this room is impenetrable. It could outlive me if I weren’t immortal. Mazelina shivers behind me, “My apologies, I sometimes forget how cold it is down here.” I take my coat and drape it around her shoulders. She smiles appreciatively, likely thinking that I’m kind. She is only but the vessel of my beloved. I
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