Sorry for the late chapter, but wow things are starting to amp up. Now we know what Crane is after. Not just hope but the land to feed his greed and power. Who could have betrayed Hope and her father? Who knew about Hope's father asking the Renegades for help? I hope you enjoyed the chapter more tomorrow
GABEThrowing the last few items I would need into my pack; I zipped it up and threw it over my shoulder before heading downstairs to say goodbye to Seffy and make sure everything was covered.I would only be gone for three days. Four at the max but I still worried about my sister even if Jamerson was staying to make sure shit ran smoothly around here.“Alpha?” Bailey's sweet and innocent voice traveled through the apartment and to my ears. I had almost forgotten that she was still in my bed.“Get dressed and go home,” I tell her without any emotion. “I’ll be gone for a few days.”“I heard the Renegades are going to war?” She questions timidly thinking it wasn’t any of her business.I nod, “We are. Maybe. It depends on the people we may fight against.” The truth was, getting involved in pack wars was every Renegade’s business, including the Goodtime Girls.I wouldn’t hide anything from our group of outcasts. I hoped they would all fight with us, and they would if they wanted a payday.
GABEI don’t offer the four strangers a seat and certainly wasn’t going to be hospitable and offer them a drink. “State your offer.” I coldly demand wanting them out of my bar and away from my town.I had no interest in their offer for the pure fact they gave me bad vibes. I hated packs and ranks like these fuckers. They thought they were better than everyone else. That the laws only suited them when they decided.The laws of the packs were fashioned by assholes like this who wore fancy attire and sly smirks thinking their money gave them power.It was because of packs like these four came from that were the downfall of my father and mother. My parents had caved to elite packs, giving in and going against everything they stood for, and at what cost? Their daughters? The ultimate cost was their lives.They allowed Seffy to be used as a bargaining chip. Making a deal that didn’t benefit anyone in the long run. A deal that went south because I didn’t allow it to happen.The biggest of the
STIXSChasing my father out of the upturned dining room, I try to grab his attention as he swiftly crosses the pack house in a fury-driven hurry.“Is this why Crimson Moon wants our pack? The reason Alpha Crane is so adamant about taking me as a chosen mate?” I question with anger. Any effects of the wine had worn off completely leaving me angrier with my father than I was as Creepy Crane.“Leave it be Stixs,” My father grunts picking up his pace as he weaves towards the stairs. I have to jog just to keep up with him.“Leave it be?” I shout, “Leave it be? This concerns me and you are keeping secrets!” I yell stepping out of place but too wrapped up in my anger to give a rat's ass.Unexpectedly my father whirls around, his eyes shining with anger as his wolf sits on the surface. “I didn’t tell you because that kind of knowledge will get you killed!”I take a step back, a little afraid of my father as he seethes the words at me, spit flying from his mouth. I had never seen my father this
GABEThe road was quiet and long as we made our way to the River Knights pack. The slight breeze the ride on my bike created in the otherwise stagnant air was welcomed.I found myself closing my eyes at times, letting the wolf inside guide me, while I enjoyed the ride and relished the freedom it brought.The only other time I felt this free was when I ran in wolf form, but even then, it wasn’t the same as feeling the rumble between your thighs and the breeze through your hair. The hum of the bike was soothing and the crack it gave when I kicked it up a gear was like a beast being set free.The sky turned from its usual orange hue to vibrant purples and reds, making the usual dusty air seem clear and more breathable.As night descended and the violet sky turned dark, revealing sporadic stars, I began to slow my bike down, mind linking the others to pull over.We parked our bikes in a circle and built a fire, laying out thin rubber mats to sleep on.“We should reach the Raven Knights pac
STIXRuby sat sobbing in my arms after I told her about stumbling across Cameron's body. My shirt was soaked from her tears.I knew she liked him, but I had underestimated just how much. I honestly thought he was just the flavor of the month.“Okay calm down Ruby,” Gently I try to console her and urge her to relax. It had been hours since she heard the news and hours of her constant crying. At this point, her sobs had become annoying, and she was just looking for attention.Ruby lifts her head, her red lipstick smeared across her cheek and the charcoal eyeliner was smudged under her eyes. “Why though, that’s what I don’t get. Why? We were going to be mated.” She sobs again, and more tears stream down her face.“I don’t know Ruby,” I say thinking about the bloodied body with claw marks that ripped open the stomach and his chest that had been caved in and the heart removed.I shudder at the image that is ingrained into my brain.“But our fathers will find out. They won't rest until they
STIX“I can't see.” I smack Ruby and press a finger to her lips scowling at her lack of tact and inconspicuousness before we were caught spying.Though I was sure my father already knew we were in here, that’s why neither of us could see, he was standing right where the peephole was.“Please excuse our lack of organization today,” My father begins to explain to our guests, “A body was discovered last night… a murder.” I could hear the disgust roll off his tongue and knew as the Alpha, he felt the loss of a pack member, but he put up a good front.“A murder? In your own pack?” I recognized the voice as Killian’s, as he spoke, Ruby’s body gave a slight shiver and she sucked in air through her teeth.“Aye,” My father replies, “It’s why we need you. Speaking of which…” I hear my father fumble around, moving from my view and giving me clear sight of the Renegade Alpha.It was my turn to shudder as a shiver wracked through my body at the sight of the tall dark and well-built godlike creature
GABEHastily I leave the Alphas office needing to get out of there something fierce. I didn’t know if I wanted to wrap my hand around the little female's throat and shake her or fuck her to submission.Either way, neither choice was good.This hadn’t gone how I had hoped but didn’t expect my news to be received with smiles. What I didn’t expect was the Raven Knight alpha to offer me his pack in exchange for our services.I didn’t want nor need a pack. I had the Renegades, which was as close to a pack as I wanted to run.They kept calling me alpha and I didn’t like it. I may have alpha blood coursing through my veins, but I was far from being one. Organized packs were not my thing. I left that life long ago.Killian and our two Zeta’s followed my lead, heading straight for our bikes that were right where we left them. All I could think about was getting as far away from here as possible. Far away from the little blonde with the sassy mouth that I wanted to fill, and not with my fist.Fu
STIXSWhy couldn’t I get that meathead out of my mind? For the thousandth time, I rub my wrist, recalling just how his touch made me feel. It was silly, but I couldn’t get the feeling of the sensation that ran through me to go away.The wolf inside me paced, she too was enamored by the Renegade Alpha’s touch. It wasn’t like anything I had ever experienced before.My father was angry at my behavior, and I was still angry with him. Why in the fuck did he think it was a good idea to show weakness and beg like he did.And as for that arrogant meathead, well we didn’t need him anyway. The sad truth was, we did need him and his renegades. The alternative was to be mated with Creepy Crane who wanted to combine our packs.“Hope!” My father’s voice bellows from the bottom of the stairs. Reluctantly I climbed off the bed and slowly walked to the door, peering over the landing I could see my father and his face still held a shit ton of anger. “Get down here!”“Yes, father.” I sigh, rolling my eye
GABEWe were still half a day away from home, and no matter how hard we pushed our bikes, we couldn't get there any faster.The cloud of dust was unsettling. Either someone was going to or coming from the Crimson Moon pack, whichever it was, it was not a good sign.My stomach churned when I thought of the possibilities, going over every scenario as we ate up the road. Not even the gentle touch of Hope or the feel of her soft body pressed against my back was staving off my concerns.I admit, I did like the feeling of her pressed against me. The idea that she was riding with me wasn’t lost either, I had never had anyone on my bike, save for Seffy a few times.It was natural with Hope as if she belonged against me—with me. Maybe it was because I hadn’t had a good fuck in a few days, or that when I had, all I could think about was the blond who was now holding me tightly and her legs leaning onto mine, the inside of her thighs gripping my hips.With how hard my cock still was, I kept thin
STIXExhilarating was the only way to describe the feeling of being on the back of Gabriel Greyson's motorbike. The stick heat was dulled by the breeze that swept through my hair as we ate up the road.My hands latched firmly around Gabriel's torso, his thin shirt allowing me to feel the hard plains of his muscles. His arms flexed when my fingers moved, grazing the skin hidden beneath the cotton fabric.Every few minutes I had to mentally reprimand myself as I felt the urge to let my hands drift upwards so I could feel the rest of him. Instead, I gulped in his scent, closing my eyes and letting the musky scent of pine and whisky fill me.Behind closed eyes I imagined him without a shirt, his tanned skin smooth and hard, my fingers gliding over his chest and down his stomach muscles. I wondered if he would like my touch.It was strange, whenever our skin would come in contact a sensation of arousal would pass through m
GABECrane took a step back, his men ready to fight on his command, I should have known something was up when he swiped his nose with his thumb and then looked up into the blazing hot sky. When his face returned and found mine, my grip on the little spitfire blond tightened.“I think it’s time you went home Gabriel Greyson, son of Adam and Lelani Greyson. Of the Celestial Forest pack.” The fucker had the audacity to smirk as he backed up more, reaching his vehicle. “It would be a shame if your sister was to be… claimed.”I roared out in anger making a play for the alpha, but I was too late. He retreated into his car and took off fast. His men were only seconds behind in their vehicles.“What did he mean, Gabe?” Jamerson says with urgency. “Fuck Gabe, what did he mean?”“Seffy. The renegades.” That was all I managed to say. The only thing grounding me and not making me turn feral at this moment was the feeling of Hope Jordan in my arms.The tingles of pleasure that ran over my arm wher
STIXStomping my way through the house, I found myself outside trekking down the path to the greenhouses. I pulled the door open to the last large glass structure, the one Ruby and I would always meet in, and pumped my fist in the air as soon as I knew I was alone. “That man is insufferable!” I yell at no one, letting out my frustrations.After pacing back and forth trying to calm my inner anger, stomping my feet some more, and punching the air pretending it was that alpha asshole's face, I finally flopped down on a bench at the back of the greenhouse, hidden by the orange trees.The indoor grove was silent, save for the humongous fans that hung down, their blades causing a low murmur as they spun.Rubbing my forehead with my fingers I attempt to calm down before I head back to the pack house. I still had a class to conduct and my shift at the mill. Though those things seemed mundane and pointless as the day, until creepy Crane came to claim me, drew closer.Three days. Three days unt
GABEWhen Jamerson and I pull up to the Raven Knights' main house, disappointment hits me as I don’t see the alpha or his daughter standing outside. More because of the lack of the latter's presence.I push those feelings to the side, burying them deep down. I didn’t like it. I couldn’t understand why I had such a hang-up about the spitfire daughter of Alpha James.Maybe because I wasn’t used to someone challenging me or having a lack of fear, even Alpha Crane, as bold as he was, showed some sign of fear standing behind his wall of guards.Of course, we had come to help the Alpha and his pack, more so now that we knew Crane intended to screw us over from the beginning. However, something inside me stirred against the disappointment as my eyes wandered looking for Hope Jordan.I wanted to see her and that wasn’t like me at all.I wasn’t used to these emotions so when she wasn’t there waiting for me, the despondency caused by trampled hope made my anger rise. I suddenly, without reason,
STIXThe renegades moved their motorcycles into the back of the mill, before retiring to the rooms Mary assigned them. At this point, if there were any nosey shits on our pack territory, we didn’t want them finding out the renegades were here.The only problem was they would have heard them. There was no mistaking the sound of their large and loud bikes. Anyone would be able to hazard a guess as to who rolled in in the late hours of the night.The next morning Beta Branston and Gamma Elijah met with Killian and Nate again. And once more, they allowed me to be part of the discussion.“Last time I was here, Alpha Crane had given you a deadline of two weeks.” Killian pauses, thinking, “Four days?” He questions Beta Branston, who nods in agreement. “Have you heard anything from him since then?”“No.” I supply the answer. My gaze lingers on Killian for longer than it should, though he was pleasing to the eye, and I knew Ruby would drop her soaked pants if given just an ounce of his attentio
STIXIt wasn’t long before Josh and I, with the help of his mother and Ruby, were sneaking out the back and the keys to one of the cars were being placed in my hand.I couldn’t just sit here and do nothing. I couldn’t wait to see if they released my father or wait for Crimson Moon to come decimate our pack. Or for Alpha Crane to come and declare his claim over me.“Thank you,” I say to Mary, giving her a hug.“Just come home safely. It will take a day to get there. If my husband or Beta Branston knew, they would try to stop you,” she says with tears in her eyes. “Take care of her Josh,” she adds, letting me go.Josh gets in and I open the passenger door to climb aboard when I stop. My wolf ears perked up at the familiar but distant sound.“It couldn’t be…?” I utter to myself as the noise draws closer to our border.I close the door, not getting in the car and Josh climbs out wondering why I’m delaying our departure when he too picks up on the sound.A broad grin breaks across his face,
GABECrane only showed us the main part of his pack. The part with the nice houses that were home to his top warriors. Where they stored their food and fresh water supply.He didn’t take us to the outskirts of the pack where we had witnessed from afar the atrocities of what really took place in this pack.As we made our way back to the main house, a large structure caught my attention. One that was equally as large as his dwelling. “Who lives there?” I question, pointing to the grand structure.“My beta,” Crane replies without skipping a beat.“Beta Al?” I ask curiously. It wasn’t normal for a beta to have a house as large as the main one. In other packs the beta and gamma families lived in one big house, though, it wasn’t unusual for them to have their own home they were usually much smaller and not as decked out as that one.“He must be some beta,” Jamerson says in a joking manner when what he is truly doing, is fishing for information. Crane offers nothing in return except a dubiou
GABESleep evaded me. Though the luxurious bed was comfortable, I wasn’t used to such nice things. The pristine white sheets and the soft grey walls were too clean. I felt out of place lying in the bed, looking at the glass vase with silk flowers, the sheer drapes, and the marbled bathroom attached to my room.The only thing I had gathered was, this pack had serious money. I could only wonder where they got their funds from. What did the crimson pack produce to keep the main house in such pristine condition?Jamerson must have felt the same, because no sooner had I washed up and put on a clean shirt than he came knocking at my door like last night. His eyes rimmed with dark circles from lack of sleep.“Do you think anyone will come to escort us downstairs? Or are we meant to make our own way down?” I shrug at Jamerson’s question. We could clearly hear people up and about downstairs, plus there were numerous footsteps outside my door earlier once the sun had risen.“I guess we go down,”