Waindale

Wrenley moves to Waindale, the place where her mother grew up and where her grandmother still lives. Between the pine trees and above the wet ground, she soon realizes that Waindale is anything but the perfect place she remembers it as. Dark things stalk the woods. Dark things are pulling her in. "I turn on the lamp that's sat on top of my dresser. The pink lampshade makes my room glow with a feminine warmth, and it shines through the glass of my window; a signal so he can find his way home. It's dark out there, so bone-chillingly dark that I nearly fear for him before realizing that he is the greatest danger in those woods."

Sydney Marie · Kỳ huyễn

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Chapter89

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/"Yes, yes, complicated and long, sure, but what?/"

My eyebrows raise. /"Oh, well I saw the moon goddess. She came to me. She—/"

/"Oh sweet goddess she made you one of us, didn't she? She made you into a shifter so you and my son can be together. Didn't she, Wrenley?/"

/"How did you—/"

/"I prayed for this,/" she says, taking all the credit. /"I did. Every night. I begged her to just make you one of us, and I know it may be problematic or wrong but she listened! She heard me and came to you and now everything will be okay./"

/"Yes,/" I breathe, going along with it, /"she did. When she came to me, she said exactly that./"

Ester happily brings her hand to her face, dabbing the wetness from her eyes before anything can pour out. /"I knew it. I knew my persistence would be worth something. Come, let's go inside. You have to tell me every word she said./"

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