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Chase. All Apologies
Liam Rose spent the next couple days sleeping a lot. It was the recovery I knew she needed. Her wolf had no experience processing silver, and I could tell my own wolf was absent quite frequently, helping his mate to guide her through. Silver and werewolves was tricky business. Silver affected just the wolf, but with how closely connected the human and wolf were, silver would kill them both. The way us Wulvers had evolved, though, the wolf could pull away from its human counterpart. With no body to kill, the wolf recovered. Some of the stronger wolves, like Lya’s, could process it much quicker and return faster, or even do it in tandem. I personally thought Lya’s wolf was so good at that because she had continued the torture on herself that had initially caused us to develop the silver resistance. Rose clearly had limited understanding of the Wulvers. That only meant we had been keeping ourselves in the shadows the way we liked. Rose had a lot to learn before she truly became one
Chase. Hey Girl
Rose The second Liam was out the door, I flew to the bedroom. Marjorie always knew exactly what would help resolve your internal struggle, or at least get the wheels in motion, so I knew I needed to read whatever she felt like sending with us. I wasn’t surprised when I found books on the mate bond sitting on my bedside table. It was the last thing I wanted to think about at the moment, though. I was permanently stuck with Liam. A month ago, I would have been over the moon at having a mate. Now, though, he was a reminder of what I would never have. ‘What makes you say that?’ Freyja asked. Ever since her return, all she had been doing was singing his praises. ‘Can you honestly tell me he would have marked me if his life and wolf were not also on the line?’ I demanded. ‘Yes,’ she insisted. ‘Yes, I can.” ‘Well, I won’t believe it until he says so.’ She rustled around in my head, but made no remark. Part of me wondered how he was even able to mark me. It had been just a day
Chase. Fix You
Liam This mate bond would kill me slowly. She was marked, but the only solace that provided was a taste of what was on her mind. Her mind was never quiet, though, creating a cacophony that was hard to see through. Blocking her out was the easy answer, but that awakened an anxiety I had never experienced before, and didn’t know what to do with. For that reason, I was thankful nothing that required my focus happened. Not that anything would. There were no rogues to stir up the interest of Derek’s lackeys. Nothing would happen until we tracked down a rogue that was willing to be bait. Live bait. The worst kind, but the most useful. It wasn’t a suggestion anyone had brought up yet, but we all knew where this was headed. Pondering this, I made my way back to our cottage. I had half a mind to bring the idea up to Rose, but I knew she would hate it. It was mere months ago that her best friend had been live bait. You would think I would be more against it, but I had lived throug
Chase. I'm Alright
Rose I stalked around the training field, monitoring everyone’s progress since I had been gone. The trainee battle was still raging, and the beginnings of alliances across enemy lines had started to develop. Soon, Liam and I would start implementing stakes that truly required them to utilize each person’s strengths. This would continue until everyone was united and it became trainees versus trainers. Then, they would see that strategy was much more than numbers. I felt like a ghost of myself making my way through the scouts, as if my fire had been sucked out. Maybe Liam had taken that from me in exchange for the mark and silver resistance. ‘It’s okay to be a little bit broken right now,’ Freyja tried to reassure me. She had said it multiple times over the past few days, but it never made me feel any better. It just made me feel like a failure. I returned to scanning the area, quickly finding Cody. I tried to be as quiet as possible as I made my way over to him, but I was cert
Chase. Disposable Heroes
Liam It was a bit of a disappointment to see Adara shift her allegiances, but expected. She knew how to identify a winning team, and she had the freshest experience with this strategy game. Scouts were integral, and she knew that. But, the loss of her on the warriors’ side would be noticed. I knew Rose had given her a mission, so it was up to me to decide whether I would assist my warriors, or let them struggle through it. If I could even figure out what that mission was, that is. If they were truly students, I would lend a hand. But, these people were all supposedly trained. So, I sat back and watched. Or tried to. I was able to ignore the prickling along my spine for a while, but it eventually led me away from the training grounds, out of sight of what was going on. I shook off the feeling of abandoning the warriors, knowing full well that they would be too preoccupied to notice my absence. I found Rose’s clothes just inside the treeline closest to the training grounds.
Chase. Read My Mind
Rose I knew full well proximity to your mate made healing easier and quicker, but it couldn’t work miracles. That being said, I had to think Liam’s hands inflicting this torture must hurt less than if someone else did it. I had been able to grit through the pain of Liam recleaning the wounds on my neck, but by the time he got to my back, I was nearing the end of my rope. My neck was mostly healed, but my back wasn’t. It stung, and these wounds were much larger and had much more jagged edges and were immensely deeper. I whimpered in pain, not even able to distinguish the words he was cooing in my ear to try and distract me. What I couldn’t ignore, though, was when his lips found my mark. Warmth shot through me, going directly to my core. I could tell his hands were still moving along the tears in my skin, but all I could think about was the feeling of desire thrumming through me. “That’s cheating,” I mewled as his teeth scraped against the mark, making the warmth spark into a flame
Chase. Stalemate
LiamIt was times like these that it was exceptionally frustrating how involved I was with so many packs, even if they would never know. I wanted nothing more than to whisk my mate away to the safety of solitude and hide her from everything. She clearly had her own battles to work through, and I didn’t want to subject her to the fights she had no dog in. But my life was not my own. When I wasn’t looking out for the good of a pack I did not call home, I was looking out for my mate. The temptation to sideline her like her alpha requested was hard to go against, but I knew better than to let myself succumb to the selfish desire that would keep her safe. She had my mark. That was all I could give her, other than the permission to seek out whatever answers it was she said she desperately needed. So, here I was, going to bat for her to continue leading the scouts. It wasn’t a lie when I stated she had been able to gather more trust and information from this pack than anyone else. Getting
Chase. Live To Tell
Rose I walked into the one bar this town had, glancing around for Adara. It was a weeknight, so I assumed it would be a pretty slow night, but as it was one of the few establishments in this town, it was busy. I caught sight of her at a corner table and walked over, offering her a nervous smile. I wasn’t good at the whole friends thing, but I needed to get out of my comfort zone a little bit. “Hi,” Adara chirped, returning my smile with one that held much more confidence and warmth. “I’m glad you decided to show up.” “Of course I would,” I tried to laugh. “I was the one that invited you.” She flagged down a waiter to take our drink orders before turning back to me. “Yeah, but I didn’t exactly peg myself as the person you’d want to spend time with.” “I didn’t expect you to save my life,” I retorted, trying to keep the bite out of my tone. Adara furrowed her eyebrows at me. “How did you know that?” I just shrugged. “I heard people talking. Everyone had decided to keep it a sec
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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
