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Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 39: Revelations
~Wren~“You need to focus on me, Wren.” Tank scolds me after what feels like the hundredth time getting struck on my right side.“Sorry,” I mutter, wiping my sweaty brow with my forearm.I take a quick peek over my shoulder, feeling the void of Sebastian’s stare. It doesn’t matter that I know he isn’t there, I still catch myself hoping he is waiting for me. I refuse to beg him to accept me or keep me close. It doesn’t matter how many times I have to remind myself that I have too much pride. I can not be the one who gives in. Sebastian knows where I stand. The next move is on him.A sharp pain vibrates up my side as Tank lands yet another blow on my upper torso.“Fucking shit! Couldn’t you pull your punches or something?” I seethe rubbing my rib cage.“You expect the enemy to care if you are daydreaming?” He quirks a curious brow from behind his f
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 40: Walk in the moonlight
Moonlight filters in through the windows, bathing me in its blue hazy rays. After my confrontation with Nikolai and his mother, I was no use at training. Tank was trying to get me to protect my head, but instead of blocking, I tried to strike. Needless to say, Tank punched me right out of my own head, after which he promptly chewed me out and told me to walk it off and go get dinner. He canceled training for the rest of the evening. So here I am, sitting exactly where I was hours ago, trying to wrap my head around the turns my life has taken. I’ve mourned the ‘what if’ regarding Nickolai. Then, I moved onto pondering the future I may or may not ever get with Sebastian, all sprinkled in with what will happen in this war and the nature of Luna Nikita’s relationship with Alden. The only things I’ve settled on are that Luna Nikita is covering something from her past and she must be an old pack memb
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 41: Friends first
A warm hand encases my upper arm gently and spins me around, and I’m tucked into a warm embrace. Sebastian folds around me like he was made to meld with my body, pulling me in, making me feel whole. And then I break. Out of obligation, he is once again helping me. Must we only ever have each other when we are in pain? Fuck, what I would give to be enough for someone. “Please come back to my room with me.” He whispers into my ear, his warm breath sends shivers down my spine. I shake my head no.“Birdie, please, I need you.” A sob wracks through me as I pull myself from his embrace, taking a step back and wrapping my arms around my middle. “But you don’t want me,” I remind him. “That’s not true.” He shakes his head, reaching out for me. “Sebastian, I can not handle this back-and-forth shit anymore.” I squeeze my middle tighter. “I know. I know! But fuck Birdie. I don’t know what to do. I’m trying to do what’s rig
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 42
~Sebastian~ “Seb,” Wren whispers from behind me. I force my eyes open and roll onto my back to see her standing at the side of her bed, dressed and ready for her training. “What time is it?” I rasp out groggily. My shirt sticks to my body that is covered in a thin layer of sweat. “Almost six. The others usually get up around seven, so it’s probably best if you sneak back to your room before I leave for my run.” She says as she reaches out and touches her chilled fingers to my forehead. The sparks chase away what remnants of a headache I didn’t know I had. I can’t help but sigh and close my eyes in relief. The bed dips beside me and my eyes open to see her crawling closer with worry on her brow. “I’m fine.” I try to reassure her, though my voice sounds anything but firm. “Yeah, well, as a proper friend, it’s my duty to tell you, you look like shit. You should go back to your bed and get some rest.” She grins at me as I grab her pillow and whack her upside the head with it. She fal
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 43: Phone calls and a Cryptic text
~Wren~ I should have called the moment I got the phone this morning. I was excited and craving a talk with dad, but now that I’ve spent the entire day stewing in the many ways the conversation could go, I’m finding it hard to hit the call button. What if he needs me and I can’t be there? What if he doesn’t answer or worse, what if something happened? Sweat covers my palms and I wipe them on my clean pajama pants with a puff of nervous breath. “I can do this. Just a simple ‘Hey dad, how are you?’ Easy. I got this.” My hands shake as I type in his phone number and hit the green phone icon connecting our lines. I jump with every trill of the line, each sound a reminder that he might not be there anymore. He could be dead for all I know. Tears crowd my eyes and I swallow the sting in my throat. “Hello?” an unfamiliar male voice answers the phone.
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 44: Any means necessary
When I wake up, I have more resolve. My head is clear of the emotions and what felt like a slap in the face from reality. I am finding it much easier to get caught up in the pack's safety I’m in and the comfort of my mate’s arms. Even if he won’t claim me yet and we are just… friends. I can’t allow myself to get distracted anymore. I need to push myself and focus on the important things. Saving my pack and the rebels. I grab my training gear and move to the bathroom, working out my new plan as I go through the daily motions. The first thing on the docket is getting packs to join me, sadly this is also the hardest thing on my list. I’m nothing more than a low-ranking wolf exiled from my pack for betraying them. This is why I have decided I need to travel back the way I came and seek the help of the rogues. They are the original rebels and where I technically belong with them. The biggest feat I
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 45: Consequences
~Sebastian~ Wren will most assuredly be the death of me. The moment her damn lips touched mine, there wasn’t a single person around us. I was locked in and ready to make her mine. Hell, if it hadn’t been for her using the element of surprise to flip me, I’m not sure I would have stopped at all. I’m sure I will have a jealous Nickolai coming at me soon. All the warriors witnessed our little sparring session on the pitch. Her tactics won’t go unmentioned. In fact, I would bet they will be all anyone talks about at dinner tonight. Tank thankfully steps in so I can watch her moves from an outside perspective, which is for the best since I’m sporting a raging hard-on that is not the easiest thing to hide in gym shorts. It does, however, help to quell my desire when I remind myself why I am here. I am here to determine if she is capable enough of handling herself on her own… Not that I really want her going on her own. Nor do I need to actually watch her. I know the answer, and it’s no.
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 46: Promise me
Well, there was no ‘calmly talking’. In fact, it’s been complete radio silence for three terrible fucking days. Wren continues to train and I’ve taken over in patrolling the border of the pack lands. I have tried every night to open her door, and each night she locks it in anticipation of my arrival. In passing, Wren will acknowledge my existence. Each nod in my direction is like a bolt of lightning striking hope in me, only to be shut down when I attempt to get back into our usual routine. I haven’t had a restful sleep since sleeping on my own. Nightmares plague my mind every time I drift off. The fear of where she is, what could happen when she is not within arm’s reach of me, has made me nearly kick her door down once or twice. My desire for her to be in my arms is now overshadowed by my unwavering need to see her every morning, to ensure that she is ok, even though logically I know she has
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Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 89: Epilogue final
“Leo,” I breathe. “Where are–”“Addy and Grandma are safe. I can’t leave you, I’m sorry. Don’t be mad, but I can’t let anyone hurt you, Mom.” I’m sobbing as I want to reach out and try to grab and shelter my poor sweet boy who has grown into such a sweet little man. At freshly twelve he has been training for the past two years so he can be strong enough to protect himself. We should have known he was doing it to protect us. One day, he will make the best alpha of this pack.A lanky man steps into the doorway and Leo shifts his weight to his back foot, preparing for battle. My heart is in my throat as I watch the man lunge with a growl toward my son. I fell off the bed, trying to protect him. Leo is so graceful in his movements as he glides out of the way and drags a dagger along the man’s back. As long as the man doesn’t shift into a wolf, Leo might be able to hold his own. His cut isn’t deep, but it’s a strike that makes the man bleed. He growls in annoyance and then chuckles as he
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 88: Epilogue one
*** THREE AND A HALF YEARS LATER***~Wren~“You really should sit down,” Jade says, following me as I pace the carpet, my dress flowing around behind me. Seb has been gone for three days, and those three days have been atrocious. He is further than the mate bond can extend, so my mind has been hollow and lonely. It also doesn’t help that my hormones are raging and my mate is fighting in a battle on the other side of Nickolai’s pack.“No” I shake my head. “No,” I repeat, more sternly, tears welling in my eyes. I groan in frustration at the stupid tears that seem to come unbidden all the damn time lately. “Luna, you will walk yourself into labor before Alpha can get his ass back here,” Jade says, rubbing my back and giving me a sympathetic look.I want to slap the sympathy off her face. The person who should rub my back is my mate. He should be here next to me as I try to make this baby come. But no. He has to be a hands-on alpha and lead his troops himself. I used to think it was sex
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 87: New warriors and a Beta
The musty, cool air of the dungeons clings to me as we come up to the prisoners we captured weeks ago. Half the men are anxiously waiting at the bars while the rest lean on the walls or stare out the bar window. Most of the men are on the younger side, a few even looking closer to Nickolai’s young age of eighteen. When they notice me coming in with Tank, they all straighten up and glance at each other nervously. These ten men are not the only prisoners we collected that night. In fact, they are only a small portion of the number of warriors we were able to round up. I don’t think killing the others would be wise, but letting them go is not an option, so instead, we house them here providing the essentials to survive without having an entertaining life. “Alpha,” they greet me in unison, as though they have been rehearsing for days. I shoot a look at Tank, who is trying not to laugh. “I hear you all wished to speak with me. Spit it out so I can move along to other important matters.”
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 86: New things coming
~Sebastian~“How is she?” Nickolai asks through the receiver. I pinch the bridge of my nose, remembering Wren’s beautiful speech and the tears that wet her cheeks. There is no way to erase the hurt in her eyes and the ache that she feels so keenly at her father’s death, but she had been perfect, stunning, so perfectly Wren. “As good as can be expected.” I sigh.“Good. I’m sorry I missed it.” I can hear the disappointment in his voice, but we all understand that he has duties to tend to. “When is your ceremony?” I ask him.“Two days.”We sit in silence for a minute, each of us waiting for the other to speak first. I know Nickolai hates I can’t be there for his Alpha ceremony. And it’s not that we don’t want to be there, it’s just that the timing simply doesn’t work for me and Wren. Or anyone in the werewolf community, since there is a war that is resulting in higher death tolls daily. Especially in our allies’ packs lately. “Look, I know you wanted us to be there…”“I get it, Seb.
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 85: Best friends
“Things have been tense for the past few weeks. Your lives have been turned upside down, you have a new Alpha and Luna and we are in a war to defend what we know is right. But today isn’t about any of that. Today, we are all the same. We are a pack mourning our losses and the people we loved.” He looks down at me and I know he wants me to take over. “For as long as I can remember, life in this pack was full of tension and fear. It always felt like we were living half a life. The men and women on this memorial fought and died for what they believed in. They fought for their loved ones and for you and me. I’m not sure how many of you remember my dad, who he was, and what happened to him after they took my mother from his side, from me.” My eyes look over at my mother, who is watching me closely. “He died saving me,” I say, taking a deep breath. “Like so many others, he was sick most of my life. Constantly trying to be the only parent and provider while being denied the ability to work
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 84: It's time
~Wren~The marble slabs glitter as the sun beams down as if a beacon on the dead. Highlighting their loss and what it means to us, our pack. I hate that we have two empty slabs. Two enormous gray and shiny hunks of empty rock are ready for the next names to be etched. It’s a sobering reminder that the dead are gone and the living will always follow. How we go and when we go isn’t up to us. Life is fragile and fleeting. All the living can do once the ones we love have left, is keep them alive in our minds and heart. Originally, the entire area was going to be a meadow of wildflowers, something we give back to the earth, and in return, she would bring us beauty to console our aching hearts. But growing such things takes time–time we didn’t really have. So Sebastian and Tank suggested we plant some annual flowers and then next year we will prepare the ground for the wildflowers. Tank even said we should add some benches and stone walkways so people can come and reminisce with the people
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 83: Night Light
~Sebastian~I stand from my desk, checking the clock and groaning when I realize it's two in the morning. It’s been a week since Nickolai left and today is Wren’s fathers memorial. She has done a great job of avoiding the thought by occupying her time with planning and Leo. Today could go one of many ways and I’m going to need as much sleep as I can muster if I have to hold her while she cries. It’s my least favorite feeling in the world, knowing I can’t do anything to ease her pain. But at least this is a pain I can try to comfort. The very thought of her curling into my body as I settle in the bed spurs me to move faster as I hustle out of my office. I make my way up the stairs leading to our room and push the door open, Inhaling deeply. I used to foolishly think the best smell in the world was Wren’s. Now I know it’s our combined scent. The perfect balance of the two of us that is both calming and inviting. I close the door gently behind me, grimacing as the door latches. I move
Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate Chapter 82: Moving on
I give Nickolai a tight hug, clinging to him tightly as he squeezes me back. When I pull away, his hands run down my arms, stopping at my wrist where he looks for a moment and shakes his head. “Does it weird you out?” I ask him, my lips twitching into a soft smile as he flounders with how to respond without hurting my feelings. I know it creeps him out. When he first saw it, it was all he could look at.“It shouldn’t.” He admits, “But It is definitely a little weird.”“Try having it be your hand,” I say with a chuckle.“They couldn’t… like… put it back on or something?” His question isn’t malicious or ill-willed, more of a curiosity. The werewolf's body is strange and amazing with its healing properties, but even healers struggle to keep up with what the body is capable of.“I know in the human world they would have sewn it back on if the cut was clean.” I shrug. “But it was chewed off and after the fight, as I’m sure you remember, my hand wasn’t the only appendage littering the grou
