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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
Fighting Fate Chapter 43 - Rescuing a Lost Hand
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
Fighting Fate Chapter 44 – Forgive or Forget?
SELENE I’m pretty sure I’m meant to be dead right now. Or mated to Jimmy Haskell. I’d choose the first option and I almost did have a literal gun to my head just now. I thought I was safe, hanging out with the Godiva crowd. I even started to loosen up. Having a few drinks with Jax and the others we were enjoying the music and the vibe of the place. Jax looked fabulous in her hot pink bodycon, and it was her night to celebrate. The place looked amazing, the royal blue and glass theme was so cool, so modern that I knew everyone would be blown away. I felt proud of Rocco, he had pulled this out of nothing in three months, with Jax’s help. She deserves to celebrate herself into oblivion tonight as this is going to launch Godiva’s reputation skywards. Seeing as I’m quitting and getting the hell out of this city on Monday morning, I feel like a bit of a third wheel. It isn’t my future I’m celebrating. Whether Pen or not comes with me is up to her. Greg had
Fighting Fate Chapter 45 – A Moment of Truth
ROCCO I knew it was coming. It’s been set in motion for weeks, ever since I left that drunken voicemail on Johnny Deco’s phone. Despite it being a selfish, thoughtless impulsive call that I could have reversed at any point here we were. Men and shifters with guns were now loose in the casino. The launch was over, the Jasmine Quartet’s glittering moment in the sun had been brief to say the least. I had managed to smuggle Selene into that hotel and back again before Jimmy could return from bandaging up his arm. His eyes blazed furiously, ice cold across the packed room as he thundered across to Alpha Wicknace. He was having a merry old time, chatting away to some delegates, schmoozing away with the best of them getting merry on aged scotch. The elegance of the evening light helped add to the places appear, the full moon visible from all angles of the casino with its full height glass windows. Wicknaces hand was firmly clamped to Erica’s thigh, ensuring sure sh
Fighting Fate Chapter 46 - Penthouse Please
SELENE It was like the thwack of a baseball bat striking a home run. Bang. Before the lift doors were even fully opened my wolf was on high alert, yet I was still stunned by the sensation. There was a small half-second of panic when I thought it was the scrawny bellboy but when that dark head of hair lifted and I saw his eyes through the blood-covered forehead I knew. Rocco. It had been him all along. Of course it was. Something deep within, a little-accessed part of me where I pretended I wasn't a shifter came roaring into life. Desire, lust, hunger flooded through me. The dominant emotion was the ache. The ache for my mates body to be pressed against me. When he stood up and came rocketing towards me at full pace I felt a fear mixed with exhilaration. My human side was still in there, just about and Pen flashed through. To see that powerfully strong, gorgeous man restraining himself was incredible. He was waiting for me to accept him. That ges
Fighting Fate Chapter 47 - All In, Show Hands
ROCCO The lustful savagery in my wolf is something else. In the tiny moments of clarity I manage to feel during the next few hours I can already see the scars of the heat on our bodies. Mated and branded by the looks of it. Not that I'm complaining, I'll never complain ever again if I'm honest. In casino terms, I feel like I've landed on the green zero in roulette a hundred times in a row. The second she said 'mate' and accepted the bond I've been on a supercharged high. My chest and back are clawed red raw, her breasts and neck purple from bruises, kisses and nips. Her back and shoulders are red from the carpet burns. I'm not done yet. The desire is a bottomless well. One orgasm tears through you leaving you satiated for mere seconds. Like turning up the heat on a pan of water it quickly bubbles over once more as her floral scent overwhelms me and our wolves combine again. Being knotted was the most wolf-like I've ever felt, and that's including when I
Fighting Fate Chapter 48 – Regaining Sanity
SELENE There is always the fear, deep in the back of every shifter's mind that once the heat dies down, when you can see clearly around you once more that you might look at your mate and feel regret. Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life. As I lay in the hotel bed, watching his slow and steady slumber I searched my feelings. There was no regret, even his flaws were like a spicy addition to a beloved meal. I knew my life would never be boring around him. Even with the small slash across his forehead which was already healing, probably
Fighting Fate Chapter 49 – There’s Always Someone Trying to Cheat the House
ROCCO As much as I thoroughly, and I mean thoroughly enjoyed my shower with Selene, my mind was sadly drifting towards the matters at hand. A constant question was burning in my mind. Was Wicknace dead? Had my plan worked or was it all for nothing? Well, not all for nothing. It brought me Selene. Even now it's still sending a thrill under my skin to think of her in those terms. The physical attraction has always been there, since day one but she’s so intelligent, sarcastic, teasing, and provoking. I always feared my mate would be a homebird, someone who wanted to stay in the pack and be a run of the mill person. Selene shines like a star wherever she goes. I’m going to be kept on my toes with her. Exactly how I like it. Hpisting her sexy ass into the shower, I can't imagine her beautiful, soft little core is feeling up to full sex, so instead I silently lead her to the tiled wall. Her brown eyes sparkle as my thigh presses her legs apart whilst
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Fighting Fate chapter 63 - Onwards and Upwards
SELENEI don't know how much of the wedding I've got cemented in my memory. I'll never forget his face though. The way his expression changed when our eyes met. He was already looking handsome, that dark blue colour my favourite of his suits.He didn't break out into a goofy smile or make any silly gestures like I've seen at other weddings. He just watched and took me in. His eyes never left mine, just dark, intense and brooding as he studied my approach. Knowing how intensely he was watching made my skin crackle.The matching vows was too insane for words. Our wolves were in sync, content and happy being reunited after a day apart. The meal with Rocco and Jacob was great fun too. We laughed and drank the night away.He loved my present of the string quarter, and I adored my flowers. I had one extra present for him. I slid a wrapped watch box over to him as we finished our cake and champagne.Rocco and Troy watched on in curiosity as he opened it and burst out in
Fighting Fate Chapter 62 - Full House, Full Heart
TWO WEEKS LATERROCCOWhen we first started these pleasant little chats I would never have guessed where we would end.To be specific, well actually…can you guess? I'm in a very smart navy blue suit, white open shirt. I have an exotic hot pink orchid pinned to my lapel by a ridiculously over excited Troy.Jacobs is in a matching suit, Troy is in a white linen suit. He's already strutted in, declared he's too hot for this drama and just wants to get to the bar. Yet I know he's joking. He's already pulled me to one side and told me Selene is the only bit of his heart that doesn't belong to Jacob.Yes. You're here for my wedding. My bride is going to walk down the aisle any minute. I picked the flowers. Driving the long, winding way to Florida we had a blast. So many random towns, restaurants, mind blowing views and funny locals. By the time we arrived in Florida the plans were set. We would be married on the end of the pier at sunset. Its shit for photos
Fighting Fate Chapter 61 - Selene’s Showdown
SELENEI had to drag my ass in to work this morning. Not because I was unsure about quitting but leaving Rocco alone in my bed was torture to my soul.I am so pleased my idea to head to the boardwalk paid off. He is the sweetest yet strongest guy I've ever met. And we're engaged too. What the hell. And we're going to be millionaires. It's insane.It's weird how synchronised we are despite the differences in our personality. All the way home we talked about different business ideas and locations. The actual getting married we both agree will be something low key and simple. We both want Jacob and Troy there but apart from that I'm not too bothered what we do.Life is just getting started. As my heels click along the floor to Godiva for the last time I notice how run down the reception is. Like a few days away makes you notice everything with fresh eyes. I smiled to myself as I took the lift, as I had done everything time since that Rocco snared me in it.I th
Fighting Fate Chapter 60 - Cheque Books and Hot Dogs
ROCCO Selene taking me out for dinner, she's humming a happy little tune, she's absolutely plotting something. It's around four in the afternoon but she's itching to get away. I find myself watching her fluttering about, filling a bag with soda and chips. She wasn't planning a regular outing to a restaurant and I waited for her to notice me. She wore a gorgeous teal tunic dress and leggings. Her blonde curls were loose and wavy, framing that pretty heart-shaped face. Her hazel eyes had a sparkle, she was loving having a little surprise for me and it made my heart surge. "Do I need to take anything?" "If you can find me the car keys then were good to go," she smiled. Back in the lamborghini once more she took the wheel and I sat back as she sped off, the city soon a distant outline on the horizon. For once I wasn't on the road to Silverlake, not that I watched the road too much. My eyes, urged by my wolf pushed me to keep taking a mental picture o
Fighting Fate Chapter 59 - Jackets and Pencil Skirt
SELENE My wolf snickered in delight as her cheeky little plan worked. I'd been quickly sifting through my wardrobe looking for an appropriate "resigning from my job with no intention to work any leave" outfit when the black velvet jacket glinted. I'd always wondered what he would have done that first night if Jax and Greg hadn't inadvertently ruined the moment. Why not find out my wolf had purred and I quickly found the matching black pencil skirt from the same evening. His face lit up when he saw me. His apartment was exactly as I expected, grey and sterile. Rocco put all of his soul into his casino, not a cosy home life. It also meant when he pulled me to him, surrounded by all that grey and metal it felt like I was back in that changing room all over again. "So what was your plan, that night?" "Hmm, the first time you wore this?" I nodded as he took my hand and lead me over to his kitchen island. "Well…I was already disappointed you hadn't
Fighting Fate Chapter 58 - Time for a Change
ROCCO One of the amazing things about having Selene for a mate - she is one clever, clever cookie. Arter a very long sleep together in her huge bed its afternoon before I phone Jacob to get his buy in on the new plan. Those guys were already in Florida enjoying the beach. Selene was tapping away on her laptop I'm the crowd of my arm composing her resignation letter. I didn't ask about that just yet. More pressing issues right now like the fact I'm probably a wanted man after that shootout. It was time to give Johnny Deco a call. It may seem like a suicide move and it probably is. Considering the easy mob hit and safe full of drugs turned into a gunslinger firefight with duffel bags full of washing powder i doubt he wants to chat. "Rocco, you've got some balls to be phoning me," he growled lowly. "Johnny, hear me out, I've got the solution for us both just tell me where you meet you. Your terms, no games here." Silence greeted my effort. It was alw
Fighting Fate Chapter 57 - New Wheels, New Dreams
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
