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Chase. Creep
Liam We ran, enjoying the chase. Enjoying being chased. Part of me thought Alo was trying to run away from me. We fought for control, but Alo slowly conceded as he realized I was enjoying this as much as he was. I hated to admit it, but I adored my bunny. I would gather the stars from the sky for her if she just gave the slightest inclination that was what she wanted. And that was exactly why this needed to end. But I was selfish. She was faster than us, so soon enough we were chasing her. Trying to keep up with her, rather. We were out of her territory when Alo finally caught up with her. Alo stood at the edge of the clearing for a moment, watching his mate in her human form. He didn’t complain when I pushed forward and asked for control, though. I laid down beside her naked form, not even trying to hold up the walls I had previously tried to keep so firmly intact and in place. It took but a fleeting moment to realize this was all I ever wanted. “I’m a Wulver, Rose,” I
Chase. Bad Religion
Rose I took my time making my way to the training grounds. I was so hurt, and I needed to blow off some steam. I was a scout, I didn’t need to clock as many training hours as my warrior counterparts did, but since meeting Liam, I had been keeping up with the warriors on the training field. My scouting skills were sharp enough to warrant me graduating a year early, so I figured I could take a week or so focusing more on combat. I worked in with a group from my graduating class, alternating between offense and defense. As a scout, my combat training was primarily in defensive maneuvers, but if things kept going this poorly with my mate, I was certain my offensive fighting would be up to snuff enough to be dual trained. “Rose!” Cody called across the field, pulling my attention away from the fight I was watching. I made my way over to him. “Yes, Gamma?” He was on the clock, he was Gamma right now. “You looking to make a career change or something?” he chuckled. “You’ve been out h
Chase. Young Girl
Liam I didn’t even look down at my little mate as she flitted out of Cody’s office and I marched in. I bit back the discomfort at her being in a room behind a closed door with him. I was quick to remind myself that he was my friend and her superior. I could trust him with her. Alo was still unsettled, though. I found Cody perched on the edge of his couch, Woodford in hand, a small smile flitting across his face. I grabbed for the bottle and a glass, plonking down in the spot I could tell Rose had just been sitting. “Did you lose your wolf when you rejected Ellie?” I demanded. Cody looked up at me, shock etched across his face. “What? No. You’ve seen me shift since then.” I nodded, a bit of relief sweeping over me. Sometimes, rejection was the thing you were supposed to do with a mate bond, it seemed. “That’s the second time I’ve been asked that today. What’s going on?” he asked. I shrugged my shoulders, having no idea why someone else would have asked him such a question.
Chase. Dancing In The Moonlight
Rose I sat in Anna’s closet room while Jade made the rounds, doing all our makeup, and Anna stayed on top of making sure all our mimosas stayed full. Lya kept making comments on how she didn’t see how this was any different from a wedding or an inauguration, and we all took turns telling her it was both. Hair, however, was where Jade shone. She tried desperately to add some volume to my stick straight hair, her frustration growing with every attempt. She settled on waterfall braids and somehow got some soft waves to stick. I knew they would fall flat by the ceremony, but it was a noble effort. I was envious of what she was able to do with Lya’s auburn curls, though, taming the waves and weaving in little gems to randomly placed braids. Anna’s deep brunette hair was done up in a sophisticated updo with curls framing her face, and even Jade’s chestnut waves looked professionally styled just down. I felt bland. I felt like an imposter surrounded by these ungodly gorgeous women. It
Chase. Hush.
Liam I sat in Rose’s apartment, examining the space. It was small, just a little studio, but she had put her mark on it. It was organized, each area having a designation and its own color scheme. Her kitchen was kept neat, and she was apparently not one to make her bed. I claimed I was here to interrogate her on her date once she got back - assuming she came back - but truthfully, being surrounded by her scent was keeping me calm even when I knew she was with another man. I felt everything. Every time Cody touched her, I felt a mild burning sensation against my skin. When he held her hand, I wanted to rip my own off. When he drifted too far up her thigh, her scent was barely enough to contain me. Nothing hurt, per se, but the meaning behind it was too much. But I also felt that she didn’t reciprocate. Not once. She pulled her hand from his, making me decide my hand could remain attached another day. Her adjusting so his hand fell away from her leg was the only thing that kept
Chase. Where Is My Mind?
Rose It was a monumental effort to peel my eyes open, but nature called. After a week of no sleep at all, this was the most peaceful sleep of my life. I breathed in deep, nearly letting the comforting aroma surrounding me lull me back. With a sigh, though, I went to get out of bed. It took a couple tries of getting up to realize I was being held down by a heavy weight thrown across my waist. I froze, glimpses of last night seeping back into my brain. I was scared to look over and see who was lying next to me. My heart and wolf wanted to tell me it was my mate, but my brain said he never would have done what he did last night. He wouldn’t have cared. I kept my eyes squeezed shut as I turned over, too nervous to see who was before my eyelids. The hand that reached out to caress my cheek was a dead giveaway, though. “Bunny,” a husky voice breathed. I smiled in relief, but the illusion quickly ended as soon as my eyes opened. I jumped up out of bed, as if that would douse the
Chase. You Could Be Happy
Liam I spent the entire day beating myself up. Half the time, it was for the way I acted last night. The other half, for my behavior this morning. The mixed messages I was giving off were confusing even me. It was no surprise when I found myself at the training grounds. I had noticed Rose was here quite often even though she was a scout, not a warrior, but I needed to burn off this physical tension. I hoped that she would be preoccupied with Anna and Lya so I could get some training in before she showed up. I zeroed in on Cody as soon as I got there. I wanted to say the rage that bubbled in my chest was from my wolf, but I knew it was just as much my own. Everything inside of me told me to kill him for threatening to take what was mine. Alo, the smug fucker of a wolf that he was, growled in approval of my assessment. I marched over to my old friend turned nemesis, a sardonic grin plastered on my face. “So Cody,” I said, pulling his attention away from the conversation he was in
Chase. Dreams
Rose It had been two days since I had woken up to Liam in my bed, and I had skillfully avoided him since then. Tonight, though, there was a little sending off party for us in the packhouse, so I’d have to face him. Lya had finally decided to set up her office, but it was primarily used for us girls to hang out. If it was a pack matter - Wulver or Snow Moon - she was in Oliver’s office so she could ask questions and get help. She was currently pacing back and forth while Anna, Jade, and I watched. “He’s miserable, I hate him!” she shrieked. “He’s being a royal jerk to you, Rose, and he keeps talking to me like I know nothing! I mean, first he said all this stuff about me not knowinging how to be a wolf and alluded to me not being fit for alpha, but then when he tried to apologize, he just made it worse!” I let out a sigh of relief. It felt good to have my opinion of my mate validated by someone else he treated poorly, and it was really nice to have Lya back and acting as Lya -
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Chase. I Love Y'all.
I think I've figured it out. The thing that makes me enjoy a werewolf story so much is when I can easily make a connection to the characters. As I don't turn into a wolf (although I think I have a true mate bond with my fiance), their human skin bears the weight of making these characters 'real.' Their actions, reactions, internal monologue - you know, the things that make you want to hang out for a sunny afternoon and smoke meats with Liam, or sneak away for a glass of wine to gossip with Rose. It's for that reason I tackled a very toxic relationship in this story. I see them written all the time, but so often, there's just this magical moment where everything changes. It makes me roll my eyes and put the book down. My characters have very real reactions to what it is like to live in that kind of situation. There were heavy, heavy topics here, and I applaud you all for sitting through and reading them. I seriously did consider putting additional trigger/content warnings a couple tim
Chase. It's The End Of The World As We Know It, And I Feel Fine
Liam I wanted to be angry with Jade. Furious, really. Rose’s injuries had been much more significant than she thought, and worse than the bond indicated to me. After her second surgery, it was my bunny that reined me in, encouraging me to think about what her friend - my cousin - was going through. Rose was convinced Jade was taking a slow walk to a shallow grave. But, I knew better. The death of a mate, especially an unmarked mate, affects everyone differently. Thom had been mostly fine, I was dying at the same rate as Rose, and Jade was somewhere in the middle. I didn’t quite know how to tell Rose their bond was much more pathetic than ours had ever been. They would have committed to each other without ever imprinting on each other’s souls. They were dead wolves walking, so it was a strange sort of blessing that neither had to live like that anymore. If I was a good man, I would have reached out to my cousin, ensured she was holding up okay, but Cody had been there for her, a
Chase. Still In Love With You
Rose I didn’t want to tell LIam the way he was carrying me hurt, but I wasn’t sure how much longer I could take it. Everything probably would have hurt right now, though. I settled for distraction. “Is it over?” I mumbled. I could feel him tense against me. “Today it is, but the war is far from won.” I pursed my lips. “Seems anticlimactic. Lya made it sound like she got a better battle scene.” “You’re a scout,” he reminded me. “Your contribution will always be in the way of information and perception.” He was right. I was hopeful that over the next few days it would come to light that perception had changed, and this was all worth it. At the very least, I hoped we got important information out of the deal. Maybe they caught the traitors, or the wolf that had attacked me. “Did anyone die?” I asked quietly. It was silent. I didn’t even know if Liam would know the answer to that question. It was the voice of a person I hadn’t even realized was there that answered. “Onl
Chase. The Beachland Ballroom
Liam I looked down at my hands, unsure if the blood covering them was my own. I was no longer in the chains I had been imprisoned by for the last day. Hell, I wasn’t even in my house, and I had no idea how I got to the middle of the forest surrounding Lake Solitude. The last thing I recalled was sensing my mate’s distress. SIlver burned her wrists the same as it had been doing to mine, and I felt the wolf of mine fight through the toxic bonds. He must have taken over. For a fleeting moment, I thought about the unfortunate fuck who had been put in charge of watching me. Oliver and Gregory left to supervise the Cold Moon transfers who were running “patrols” while Lya, Cody, and Brandon were assisting Jade in preparing the barely functional hospital for the influx of emergencies they expected to receive tonight. That had been an oversight. That left only poor Daniel as the last of the folks present who was fully aware of what was going on. He had been a pack warrior, but had trans
Chase. 1999
Rose Silver burned my wrists as my wolf tried to burst through, oblivious to the pain it was causing me. Nothing mattered to her other than getting to her mate. Vivian had stopped forcing the tea down my throat last night. I had thought my heat had to be over, but when I woke up in the middle of the night, shackled to the bed, I discovered I was wrong. So painfully wrong. They were actual silver chains this time, not just a rope laced with silver. Vivian had explained that it was because at this point in my heat, we needed to keep my wolf at bay as well, but I had hardly listened. The only thing I cared about was that I was here, and my mate was not. As soon as I was free, everyone would pay for this. It was a dumb plan, and they had been cruel to put me through this torture. I’d make Liam kill them all for me. I tried desperately to reach out to him, beg him to come rescue me, but the silver prevented even a taste of the bond. All I needed was a taste, though. Just the smalle
Chase. Ain't No Sunshine
Liam I was getting twitchy. Rose had been gone for a grant total of three days, and I was well on my way to insanity. I was absolutely certain if I had to sleep a third night in a row without her, I wouldn’t want up. So I wasn’t sleeping. An illogical plan, but the only one that I foresaw as having any hope of working if the members of this pack wanted to stay alive when they asked stupid questions. I was teetering on the edge, trying to keep myself drunk enough that I legitimately could’t go find Rose and ruin the plan that had been orchestrated. I had called in sick today, and knew I would do the same thing tomorrow. Brandon would tell Oliver soon, and then one of the Alphas would start asking questions, but I couldn’t find it in me to care. Lya had done a good job of deflecting her mate’s curiosity, but it wouldn’t last forever. He was overprotective of both her and his pack, and as it stood, I was surprised he hadn’t noticed that Rose was now a rogue. That, or my sister
Chase. I Can Dream Of You
Rose The distance from my mate was getting to me. At the suggestion of everyone who knew my whereabouts, I didn’t reach out to Liam that night. I couldn’t sleep, the constant overstretching of the bond trying to pull us back together keeping me awake. “How do you do it?” I asked Vivian, bleary eyed and exhausted, over another cup of the anti-heat juice she kept forcing down my throat. “Hmm?” she hummed, not even turning from what she was cooking. “How do you maintain distance from your mate?” This question did cause her to turn, coming to sit at the table with me. She set a plate of food in front of me - some kind of meat she had hunted for a couple nights ago. I didn’t much care what it was, though. “You know how a rubber band or hair tie loses tension the more often it’s stretched to its limit without breaking?” I nodded. “It’s kinda like that. You get used to it, the distance it’s stretched has to be further to be noticeable. But, it takes a lot of overstretching to do th
Chase. Author's Note
Folks!!I missed an updating day! I'm so sorry to do this to you guys, but there will be NO updates the next few days for 'Chase.' I sat down yesterday and looked at the chapters to post, and I just... wasn't happy. In an effort to give you guys the best story possible, I'd like to give it a couple days and rework the ending that is in the pipeline. I don't want to be "that" author that takes a random hiatus, but it is more important to me that I give Rose and Liam the ending they deserve than just post a lackluster ending. Trust me, with the stuff I drafted yesterday, I think you guys will agree. I promise, this isn't going to be a long hiatus like I took from 'Run.' after my mom's death. Just give me until 1.23.23, and I'll have more chapters out for you. Maybe I'll even post in bulk instead of just a single chapter a day. ;) In the interim, maybe you'd like to go check out 'Run.' and see where this whole adventure started? If Snow Moon is burning you out, go visit 'Curse of a Ly
Chase. Biding My Time
Liam I went out to every site my warriors were claiming to pick up rogue scents. I quickly noticed they were laced with Wulver, though. I clearly hadn’t been the only one thinking we needed to loop a rogue in on our cause. “Chandler’s mate,” Gregory confirmed, coming up next to me. “She came down with him.” I cocked an eyebrow. “I’m surprised he found his way out of his hiding spot.” Gregory smirked. “You know as well as anyone that not everyone needs to be combative to be useful. How many times has information he passed on saved the day?” “More than I’d like to mention,” I grumbled. Chandler was a good guy, but a rogue in every sense of the word - other than his bond to the Wulver Pack. “He really brought his mate with him?” His mate, however, was every bit a Wulver, but a true rogue. I always wondered why Vivian never joined the Wulvers, but right now, it was proving useful. He nodded in confirmation. “How are your scouts holding up without their fearless leader?” I chuck
