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Chapter 35 – A Hand Full of Nothing
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ROCCOTonight has been a never ending series of catastrophes. I am not exaggerating for your sympathy this time. Pull up a chair and listen to this sordid tale of woe.After leaving the wide-eyed Brianna and steelt Callum I sprinted as fast as I could ten blocks to Jacobs apartment. We all live close to the Falcon, Jacob had a studio in this Art Deco style block. Funky angled windows, shards of metal decorating. I used to call him Gatsby for a while after he first moved in to annoy him.Yes, I am putting off telling you the full events.So…I take the elevator, having tried Jacob's number at least a dozen times by now. No answer, just voicemail. What choice do I have?Arriving at his glossy maple door I knocked politely. Framed in a fancy ridged white woodwork it looks like the entrance to another period of time. Except I can hear the dull thuds of bass. Music. Exhilaration races through me as I realise I've found him."Jacob!" I shout, banging loudly on
Fighting Fate Chapter 37 - A Frozen Heart Still Hurts
SELENETime limped along whilst I sat on the plastic bench in a daze, watching the few hospital visitors coming and going from a distance. From the plastic smoking shelter, hidden away in the dark I was just a ghostly onlooker, separate to everyone else. My heart would have sent a thermometer skyrocketing at the start of that phone call. Now, just a frozen, painful lump sat weighing on my chest.The same questions endlessly rattled through my mind. How could he have betrayed me? He had only known one month and at the first test he had crumbled. The man I thought of as being strong, confident, and above the pettiness of pack life. He was just an illusion, he was just the casino playboy after all. That night at the party, I thought I was catching glances of something. More fool me.My wolf tried to send positive associations about Rocco my way. The kindness within his deep brown eyes, the way his voice alone made my body tingle, but I batted her away. This was no
Fighting Fate Chapter 38 - Impulsive Idiocy
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Fighting Fate Chapter 39 - A Chat with the Alpha
SELENEI spent the morning at the hospital with Pen. Unfortunately my mother and Marie tired her out with wittering and fussing so I spent four hours just holding her hand while she slept. The bruises around her face were already turning into a kaleidoscope of painful shades. Purples and yellows sprouted all over her body like she was changing into another species entirely.I stepped out of the hospital into the dusty, arid parking area, hair an untidy mess and wearing an outfit from ten years ago. The red polka dot tea dress I'd plucked from the obscurity of my teenage wardrobe was still not a good look. I rolled my eyes imagining the insults Troy would launch. Probably something about having gone full country-singer after less than a day out of the city.What wiped the smile from my face was seeing a red open-top sports car pull up containing three familiar faces. My heart leapt to see Troy, but what kind of twisted karma brought Rocco here?At least he s
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ROCCOI've done my bit.Let me have a bit of peace, I might look my usual handsome self but I am rocking a vodka hangover to make the gods wince.I've also driven through this baking hot wasteland of a county to get our two gay lovebirds over to the hospital. They hated me for interrupting again, but the mating heat had worn off just enough for Jacob to see the sense of appearing.Selene's needing support for her sister, gave Troy his reason, which sealed the deal. I had to wait half an hour in the parking lot while they "dressed" although from the little smirk on Troy's face I think I got lied to. Smug is a whole new look on my usually bashful blonde friend but he is rolling in it today. Bless his joyous little face. I had to tell Troy what happened though. His face dropped and he roughly dragged his hands through his long brown hair when he realised I had given away her secret. "Well…fuck Rocco there isn't any coming back from that.""I know."
Fighting Fate Chapter 41 – Circling the Whirlpool
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Fighting Fate Chapter 42 - Why Selene Wilding is Mine
JIMMY Oh I'm sorry, were you expecting Rocco? Well you're out of luck aren't you. Sit down and fucking listen listen The me for a change. The greasy dark-haired lothario of the gambling world has been sidelined for once. Don't tell me you're one of his simpering fools too. It's my turn to set some records straight. I'm Jimmy Haskell. Me and my triplet brother Julien haven't been busting our asses climbing the ladder of power all these years for nothing. The Haskell Triplets - we are a huge deal in the Silverlake pack. Renowned, feared and that reputation is heading into the city too. Wicknace, sadistic bastard that he is, isn't getting any younger. The more I fetch him rich foods, beverages and cigars the closer my feet edge towards being the Alpha of Silverlake. It's all a matter of playing the game. There's nothing wrong with rigging the game in your favour if you're clever enough to get away with it though. I still can't believe she is messing
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ROCCO It is a raging success here. All the big names and clients have turned up. Only thing to rain on my parade so far are the twelve armoured heavies unsubtly wandering about the place. I'm trying to convince myself it adds a layer of cool to those not in the know. A bit of edge, which let's be honest is hard to come by in tourist-friendly hotel casinos. An hour in, I remembered to check in on Callum. Ringing him the phone was snatched up within the first ring, hardly cool and collected. "Hey man, is everything okay over there?" "Yeah all stocked and ready to open." I dropped my voice to a conspiratorial tone, "and you're okay with everything that's coming?" Meaning the armed mafia that is going to come and rob our safe. Not the fun, sexy side of casino ownership I'd promised him. "Rocco…" "Yes?" "Nothing, smash it tonight, it's going to be brilliant." Bit weird but nerves get us all differently. With that I ended the ca
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Fighting Fate Chapter 59 - Jackets and Pencil Skirt
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SELENE It all feels too natural, so relaxed. Stood on the porch with Roccos strong hand around my waist, his thumb softly stroking the inside curve of my side. The raging fireworks of the heat period had been replaced with a gentle hum of connection. It didn't stop me craving him though. From the porch I could see the three covered bodies in the town square. Real life is waiting for us alongside this absolute disaster. Troy managed to lighten the mood at least, "darling there's been a bloodbath I don't think showtunes are going to be required " looking at my navy and white polka dress with disdain. "Thank you Troy," I said earnestly, "I owe you one." He rolled his eyes, "just never ever lose your phone again and I'm happy." The town was buzzing with gossip. This was the most dramatic thing to happen in our pack for twenty years. It meant nothing to me though. None of us had fought for the Silverlake Pack. We had fought for each other. To overcome
Fighting Fate Chapter 56 – Rearranging and Changing
ROCCO Well, shit a brick that was intense. It’s so intense that I’m lying on teenage Selene’s bed, knowing she’s in the shower and I can’t even bring myself to go and interrupt her. I’m kind of frozen, my jaw clenched tightly as flashbacks run riot through my mind. Teeth, fur, blood and throat cold feeling of stone cobbles assault my senses. There is too much to sort out. I’m feeling overwhelmed. Callum’s dead body is in the casino cellar. I’ve killed the Alpha of a pack, realistically there should be a mob baying for my head on a stick. I nearly lost Selene. I think that’s what’s upsetting me more than anything. The guilt of losing Callum and being only minutes away from losing Selene has turned my stomach, every organ in my body upside down. Then its kicked them into a blender and minced me. The water stops and Selene steps out of the shower and I need to make a choice. Do I confide…or pretend to be okay, slap on a cheeky Rocco mask and mak
Fighting Fate Chapter 55 – The Battle for Selene
SELENE I knew it was Rocco the instant I saw his brown fur, his brown eyes met mine and my wolf leapt up in my chest. I must have looked terrifying with my blonde hair all crazy and wild, pale, shivering and locked in a cage. But he was here. Whatever Jimmy had tried to do to him he had escaped. Hah, fuck you Jimmy I thought briefly. That was before Alpha Wicknace made his garbled speech and flung an axe. Now I’m watching my mate fight for his life. Troy is here too, my heart melted when I saw he was there, he truly is the best friend I could ever wish for. How can nobody else in this town be fighting for me? How are they all stood around watching these six wolves tear themselves apart and stand there. Pathetic, the lot of them. When I see Rocco and Wicknace going at it my wolf is in agony. I want to help, I need to shift and take part, help my mate. I wave and gesture at Pen and Marie who are stood close, “get the keys” I mouth, pointing at the discarded pa
