Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 150
_get up, bethany! get the hell up!
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 59
_get up, bethany! get the hell up!
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 152
This was the same vixen that would scratch and claw her way through any torture to save her children, and that's how bethany knew... this was a vixen about to get herself killed. "sarah, no!" bethany turned to rufio. "take care of layla!
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 61
This was the same vixen that would scratch and claw her way through any torture to save her children, and that's how bethany knew... this was a vixen about to get herself killed. "sarah, no!" bethany turned to salem. "take care of layla!
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 60
bethany was amazed they could even stand like that. bethany rushed forward and immediately pressed her fingers against taberah's thick neck, not bothering with any niceties. "mrs bethany!" one of the twins (bartholomew? nicholas?
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 151
bethany was amazed they could even stand like that. bethany rushed forward and immediately pressed her fingers against mellah's thick neck, not bothering with any niceties. "mrs bethany!" one of the twins (bartholomew? nicholas?
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 1
bethany crossed her arms and waited. she could wait all day if she had to.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 68
bethany untied the eyelets (wrenched them loose was more like it) and the wind nearly ripped the flaps clean out of her grasping fingers.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 1
bethany crossed her arms and waited. she could wait all day if she had to.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 69
bethany untied the eyelets (wrenched them loose was more like it) and the wind nearly ripped the flaps clean out of her grasping fingers.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 5
Kiana must have seen the movement beneath his bedding, though, because she turned to bethany. "would that be okay?" she implored. "please, mother?" bethany frowned. "pleeeease?" layla pressed the attack. "oh, all right," bethany relented.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 6
Kiana must have seen the movement beneath his bedding, though, because she turned to bethany. "would that be okay?" she implored. "please, mother?" bethany frowned. "pleeeease?" layla pressed the attack. "oh, all right," bethany relented.