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REJECTED MATE Chapter 7.1
“We start work in the evening,” I told him through clenched teeth. “Now, we’re getting settled in our new digs, and you won’t disturb us until sunset.”His nostrils flared, and his mouth formed a tight line.Maybe I’d dashed his hopes of a utopia where all shifters could live in harmony, but if he was going to weasel us out of pay and decent work hours, I would establish my dominance to protect our interests. There was no way we could sneak around looking for information to pass on to Hades if Don had us working in his bar during the day and night.“Very well,” he said with a sigh. “But you’re out at the first sign of trouble.”“Fine.”Larissa had already left us to explore the caravans. I followed after her, leaving Microdick Don staring at our backs. Seriously, shifter society was much like the wild. Little creatures that ate chickens and rodents didn’t turn predator over wolves. He was lucky we hadn’t paired up and kicked his ass.It was a Volkswagen campervan, which had been groov
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“Just be grateful our camper van is magically soundproofed,” I muttered.It was dark outside, with the only source of illumination coming from a pair of spotlights that had turned on a second after we’d stepped out of our temporary home. Coyote Willy’s back door opened, and Don strolled out, dressed in a burgundy velvet jacket with black cuffs.“You two stand at the door.” He pointed from Larissa to me as though trying to make it clear that he was talking to us. “Your job is to make people think twice about going to Coyote Wicked.”I scowled. “Steal their customers, you mean?”“It’s not like you’re going through their doors and dragging people into mine,” Don muttered. “Are you going to work, or will you give up the best accommodation in Shifter City?”“We’ll go.” Larissa grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the oversized weasel.Some might think it was strange to care about petty business tactics when I’d murdered someone, but Gerrison and Dad had brought me up to be hon
REJECTED MATE Chapter 8
The moment Griff stepped toward me, a gentle breeze filled my nostrils with his masculine scent that triggered the memory of his lips, his arms, his touch. My breath stilled with the sensation of being clenched by a giant fist, as did every muscle in my body. Blood roared between my ears, punctuated by the frantic thud of my pulse.I was lost in his sparkling amber eyes, hypnotized by his smile, frozen in shock at his presence.“Hey,” Larissa whispered under her breath.My wolf threw herself at our bond. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to shift, trying to leap out from our combined soul, or trying to urge me into action. It didn’t matter because I had frozen.The emotions I’d felt from the night of his betrayal overwhelmed my senses. The initial love and excitement and anticipation that came from seeing my mate, followed by the shock of what he had done. I was still stuck at that level of numbness when the real Griff strutted toward us with a dazzling grin.“G
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“Well, well, well,” he shouted over the infernal music. “Have you come to party?”Larissa placed her hands on her hips. “Only if you’re asking me to dance.”He swept an arm around her middle and pulled her into his larger body. “Let’s see how well you grind.”I was only vaguely aware of what they were doing because my gaze scanned the room for signs of Griff. He wasn’t at the bar, nor was he sitting at any of the booths. Leaving Larissa with Moongazer, I walked across Coyote Willy’s bottom floor toward a set of stairs that led to the mezzanine. Maybe there was a VIP area up there.Don had mentioned serving brunch, so it would make sense that there would be more tables and chairs than just the booths. I took the steps two at a time until I reached the stop and confirmed my suspicions. This upper level was more of a restaurant, but none of the people sitting at the table were Griff.“What are you doing?” a large hand grabbed my wrist.I turned to stare into Don’s furious eyes and snatched
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“Let go of me, you bastard.” I shoved against his shoulder with my left hand, trying to dislodge his grip, but he was too strong.My jaw clenched. In my old body, we would have fought each other evenly, but this new body was only six feet tall and lacked the bulk required to shove a large wolf on his ass.Griff gazed down at me, the light reflecting on the golden flecks in his irises. “What’s your name, gorgeous?”The words awakened every stupid butterfly in my stomach. They took flight and fluttered against my heart.“Cath—” I clamped my mouth shut. Shit, I’d almost revealed my identity. “Katie”“Well, Katie,” he said in a voice that rolled across my nerves like thunder. “I can’t have you beating up the members of my pack.”Relief swept through me like a breeze, and I exhaled a sharp breath. But it was too early to feel relaxed. Not when the man I hated even more than any sadistic demon stood within the range of a head butt.Griff raised his brows as though prompting me to speak. “They g
REJECTED MATE Chapter 9
As Griff stepped out of the door, the disk jockey turned on the music, but the bar wasn’t the same without the rowdy Hellfire pack. Larissa rushed past me toward the exit. I stared at her back, not knowing whether or not to chase after her.It was probably best that I didn’t. At least not tonight. I’d incited Griff’s hunting instinct, and rushing outside to watch him surrounded by a crowd of women was the best way to make him think I was one to discard.Don advanced me, his beady eyes glinting with fury. “You were supposed to do one thing.” He held up a trembling finger. “Not only have you failed to attract patrons, but you’ve driven away half my customers.”“Should I have sat back and let them beat my friend to a pulp?”He bared his teeth, perhaps stopping himself from hissing an answer.Don’s broad chest rose and fell like bellows, and the veins on his temple stood out like bolts of lightning. “Do you know what faeries do to people who can’t pay their exorbitant interest rates?”My st
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The footsteps paused.“Good evening, ladies,” he said.“Are you going to do anything about those girls who ganged up on me?” Larissa asked.“I reprimanded them,” Griff replied. “The Hellfire Pack is about uniting wolves, not tearing ourselves apart.”I snorted.“Do you have something to say?”Blinking, I turned my gaze to Griff, and held my features in a mask of boredom. Griff looked at me, his gaze penetrating. I’d seen that expression before. It had appeared earlier on in our ill-fated relationship, when he’d tried to work out my psyche like the Supernatural Times crossword puzzle.“Oh, I thought you were someone else.” I glanced over his shoulder, acting as though I found the sight of elephant shifters at the door of Coyote Wicked fascinating.“That’s what you’ve got to say to a man you kicked in the balls?”My gaze turned back to him. “That was you?” “Have we met before?” he asked with a frown.“Hard to tell,” I drawled. “There isn’t much to make you different from the average wolf
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“Early,” he spluttered. “It’s ten o’clock and nobody turned up for brunch.”I glanced over my shoulder and met Larissa’s curious gaze. “Do you know what he’s talking about?”“He just makes things up to suit his stupid bar,” she said. Don saved me from asking when he said, “How am I going to pay the staff when you’ve chased away the Hellfire Pack?”“Have you thought about letting them keep their tips?” “Shh.” Larissa rushed down the stairs of the top bunk andran to my side. “Don, is there anything you need from us?” “One or both of you is going to the Hellfire Pack andapologizing for last night’s disgraceful display. Then, if they agree to patronize us for brunch, I want you two to serve them.”My shoulders sagged. “You can’t be serious. After what they did—”“If you two can’t understand that I’m running a business, then you can pack your bags and return to the employment exchange.”I was almost tempted to tell him where to stick his job, but Beki gave me a sharp bark and brought
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REJECTED MATE Epilogue
Hades was a persistent bastard who continued to attack Shifter City. He sent assassins, spies, and other Trojan horses, but Fenrir was always prepared. With the help of Loki, Ophois, and a few other lupine gods we had encountered during the past fifteen years, Midgard remained the afterlife of choice for all wolves.Our system was simple: the berserkers in the Hellfire Pack would collect the souls of those who died within Shifter City or within the Norse pack’s protected wards. Griff and I would venture out to reap any wolves who died within the Supernatural World.We didn’t even need to hide in the trunk of an Überwald to exit Shifter City. The Hellhounds we rode moved us faster than any speeding vehicle, and the magic protecting our physical forms was powerful enough to shield us from Hades and his enforcers.Griff and I stood within a white room in the Shifter Ward of Atlantis Hospital, waiting for an old she-wolf to take her last breath. We could barely see her through the crowd o
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Guests filled white seats in a large reception hall decorated to resemble a Greek temple. At its very end, Hades stood beneath an archway of mauve calla lilies and pomegranate flowers. He wore an ostentatious oxblood red frock coat with plum-colored embroidery.To his right stood a dark-haired male in a morning suit of the same color, wearing a five o’clock stubble that he probably thought made him look cool.Griff gave me a nudge. “His best man is Lucifer, King of the Seventh Faction.”My brows rose, and I scanned the groom’s side of the room. The entire Supernatural Council sat in the front seats with Captain Caria, who wore a dress for a change and sat beside a dark-haired woman whose features were equally as stern. Azriel perched on his seat behind them, looking like he’d been blackmailed into attending.Among the powerful VIPs, I recognized a dark-skinned couple in Egyptian attire who had to be Isis and Osiris, the aunt and uncle of Ophois and the rulers of the First Faction. Lok
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Several days ago, Fenrir had suggested we raid the Fifth Faction on the night of the Strawberry Moon. Now we had retrieved the wolf souls, we no longer needed to perform the heist, but my idea would be the perfect revenge.Fenrir sat behind his desk and folded his arms across his chest. He glanced from me to Griff and said, “This is completely unnecessary. After everything you’ve endured, there’s no need for you to face Hades.”Griff spoke first. “This is the least that bastard deserves. He has to learn that striking at Midgard has consequences.”“Agreed,” Fenrir said. “But I don’t want to put either of you at risk.”“It’ll be worth it to teach him not to embed curses in people’s souls,” I said. “And I also can’t wait to melt the smirk off his face when I interrupt him with his mate.”Griff snarled, remembering how Hades had infiltrated our hotel room just as we had planned to become intimate. It was time to return his gesture with one of our own.Fenrir snickered. “Fine, but doing th
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My breath turned quick and shallow, and my gaze remained fixed on what was looking to be a terrible earthquake. “Were the others too late to save the wards?”“It’s Fenrir.” Griff slung an arm around my shoulder and tucked me into his side.The distant hill split into several pieces, and the ground that comprised it tumbled away in an avalanche, revealing a mass of white that took up the landscape. My pulse quickened, but Beki made excited barks as though she was meeting an old friend.“Don’t tell me Fenrir’s the size of a blue whale,” I whispered.Griff rubbed his chin. “He once told me he couldn’t shift without destroying the village, but I didn’t completely understand what he meant until now.”Chunks of land rolled off the massive wolf as it rose onto four legs and raised his head toward the pale sky. Despite having remained underground for goodness knows how long, his fur was as pristine as Beki’s. The only difference between them apart from size was that Fenrir’s wolf had turquois
REJECTED MATE Chapter 78
Flying scorpions hovered above us, breathing plumes of fire over our heads whilst trying to re-form. The other wolf shifters tossed wet stones at the swarm, making them break into further pieces. Roars of triumph mingled with the skin-tightening clicks of armored wings, but none of that mattered. Not while Griff was standing before me and declaring he’d made a mistake.The cacophony of sounds faded into the background, and I gazed into his amber eyes. Amber eyes that shone with love and sorrow and regret. Amber eyes that I could have lost myself in for an eternity. Beki pushed herself against our bond and swooned with joy.I wasn’t quite so hopeful.How many times had I gone through this before? I needed to know that the bond wouldn’t bring up something else that would turn Griff away.“Why?” I asked. “Why did you return if it wasn’t for Fenrir?”The muscles in his handsome face tightened, and his gaze jerked to the side. “I didn’t want you to leave the island,” he said, his voice tig
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Mum rushed to our side with a bucket of water and set it on the floor. “I’ll get more.”Some of the other wolves had gathered a pile of rocks around the clearing, only to disappear and fetch more, while a few of them remained to hurl them at Snorri. Each stone that landed dented his huge scorpion body, but it did nothing to break him apart.An idea hit me upside the head. “Dad.” I gave him a nudge in the side. “Let’s try getting these stones wet.”Without another word, he walked to the pile of rocks, gathered up a pair, and dipped them in the water. I left the attackers to join him and took one from his hand.I was no expert on arthropods or any other type of shelled creature, but Dad had once told me on a hunting trip that the protective coverings around their bellies were softer than the ones at their backs.“This way.” I flicked my head toward the obelisk.The other wolf shifters continued their attacks on Snorri, making him lash out at them with his tail, but more importantly, the
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By now, the air was thick with smoke, but it was nothing compared to the brimstone of Hell. I’d lost track of the flying scorpions and continued through the trees toward the clearing.The swarm had formed the shape of a centaur-like creature, but with a scorpion body replacing that of an equine. Ten feet tall, it stood on six clawed legs with a tail as long as its spine. Hellfire glowed from its bulbous stinger, forming a line of crimson flames down its back.Its back was turned to me, but the same black carapace covered its human side, ending with a round head peppered with bristles. The creature placed a hand on the surface of the obelisk and drummed its fingers.“Urus, teimas, mannaz, othala,” said the voice of an old man. “What a clever combination. Especially when crossed with wunjo and era. Yes... yes… Fine work.”My lips tightened, and I stormed around to look the scorpion man full in the face. It was the only part of his body not covered in the black shell, and he had the sall
REJECTED MATE Chapter 77
Cold shock barreled through my system, even as my chest exploded with streams of burning scorpions. The last week flashed across my mind, filling me with a painful realization. Hades had attached the curse to the bargain Griff had made with the faeries. He’d given us days five before it took control of Griff’s body and destroyed Shifter City.We’d spent the last five days scrambling around trying to break the curse and transfer it to someone else. We had spent all that time worrying about what was inside Griff and hadn’t given a thought to what Hades might have placed in me.Fuck. Griff and I were mates. Rumpel Kracknuts had even hinted that curses could go deeper than the soul of the afflicted. I’d been too concerned with his murder of the healer to even think that he was hinting that I carried the curse.Bloody Hades had turned me into his Trojan horse, and if I couldn’t find a way to stop the swarm, it wouldn’t just mean the destruction of Midgard. It could mean the end of Shifter
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The chief enforcer snorted. “I was a few years younger, but I remember you from the academy. Even back then, I knew you were destined for greatness.”My lips formed a tight line. I didn’t need to read his mind to catch his meaning. Randel couldn’t believe that a man like Griff was capable of achieving all those things without my intervention. As a member of Fenrir’s inner circle, he would have heard about our progress, but I couldn’t let him walk away believing I had done all the work.“Franklin Griffiths is more capable than any wolf. It was his knowledge and strength that got us through our trials, not just mine.”Randel nodded and continued toward the driveway.With a sigh, I pushed open the door and walked through the empty hallway. At this time of the night everyone had gone to bed, and my footsteps echoed in the silence. Damp air filled my nostrils as I descended the darkened stairwell that led to the basement, and I pushed the door open to find Fenrir standing beside the fighti
