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60 - KennedyI have to make the best of this. It’s been weeks and I haven’t left the packhouse or seen Ryker at all. My usual stubborn side has been stuffed way back into my mind because I don’t want to get any of the warriors in trouble again. Who knows what Ryker did to them last time, but none of them talk to me anymore and I haven’t seen Jensen since the attack. I can’t ask anyone about it, even though I’m not really ever alone, someone is always lurking around. Their punishments were enough to make them keep their distance. I can call Jeremiah and Rayna now. But this has proven to be a bigger problem. I can’t tell them the whole truth. Jeremiah can see bullsh*t a mile away, especially mine. We have never been able to lie to each other, so I have to come up with creative half truths about my time here. At least Rayna could back up my story about not having my phone because it was being checked by an IT team. I guess her brother has always been extra cautious with electronics.
61 - RykerI have been tracking all of Kennedy’s calls and text messages. She seems to be telling the truth. She has only messaged my sister and Jeremiah from her old pack and Robin and Bennet here. All the messages have been short and to the point. She calls Jeremiah more than she texts, which makes sense based on what I know of their relationship. The calls never last more than ten minutes though, which I do think is odd. Bennet doesn’t respond to her unless necessary and most of the time it's ‘I’ll check with the Alpha.’ He knows I’m monitoring, so maybe he just converses with her face to face. He hasn’t said much to me either since her attack. Until last night. Last night I got a front row seat to his opinion of my treatment of her. Which is why I’m on my current Kennedy rabbit hole.“ALPHA!”“What?!” I yell back at Josh. He’s been more crabby recently too.“Will you stop stalking your mate and help me with this?”“I am not stalking her and you seem to be just fine on your
62 - KennedyI have been enjoying my time better in this pack. Sarah has been so amazing, she knows so much about the history and the way the pack works. I wonder if she is like an elder or something. It’s been a long time since I have laughed this much and I am loving every second. She has no filter and tells everyone like it is, but with the kindest heart I have ever seen.“So then they were all running naked to the packhouse like their tails were on fire!.” Sarah finishes her story about Ryker, Josh, Bennet and Danny when they were about ten and I am laughing so hard I almost fall out of my chair. Robin is slightly more dignified, but she has probably heard this story before.“I wish I could hear more stories like this. With so many elders here I’m sure there is so much more history I could learn about his pack. It is so big and wonderful, it’s like nothing I have experienced before.” I can’t even hide my fascination with Dark Moon. The more I learn, the more I want to know. I
63 -KennedyAs I watch, I know when Bennet found me. Maybe my assumptions weren’t that far off. I can feel his presence like pressure from a storm. It pushes against me from whatever direction he’s hiding from me. He’s behind me to my right. Probably behind a tree. I don’t even have to look to know. A constant, always here, always watching, just not close enough to be a comfort. Then it hits me. A sensation I haven’t felt in a long time. I stop breathing, thinking maybe I have finally lost my mind looking for that connection since I got here. I blink slowly concentrating on the pressure coming from my left. Then the scent hits me, rosemary and mint. He’s here, when I finally am ready to give him up, he shows up.I take another deep breath to stifle a sob, blink again and keep my eyes forward. I’m torn between the need to know what he’s up to and wanting to run away. I have barely had eye contact with him since the incident with Amy in the breakfast room. I don’t know what he could
64 - KennedyI’m so angry that he bypassed how I feel and just moved on to how I know about rejecting. Was he just hoping I wouldn’t figure it out so I can’t hurt his wolf? My body is shaking in rage and I don’t know how much longer I can stand here and have this fight. I already hit him once, I don’t think He’ll let me do it again. I need to work this out somehow or I might explode.“No! Of course not.” He growls. “Based on my interactions with Robin you should know that.”“You do realize I’ve never seen you interact with her right? Outside of your warriors and Amy, the only time I’ve seen you with people was at Rayna’s party. And that was mostly flirting and schmoozing.”“Did my mother show you these books? It sounds like something she would do.”“No, I’ve never been introduced to her. I spend a lot of time in here, alone,” I wave a finger around the office, “I figured no one would mind if I put everything back the way I found it. The days are long and sometimes the nights are
65 - KennedyI scramble to stand as if we were caught making out. Well at least I know I can get a shot of energy whenever I need it. Just have to have contact with Ryker and it’s like a bolt of electricity has zinged through me.Sarah walks in with a look on her face like she was waiting for the right moment to interrupt. My Aunt Beth has the same look. Now that I know she’s Ryker’s mom, I’m interested to see what she says to me or if she acts differently, now that she doesn’t have to pretend to be a servant in the pack.They both have that look like they are having a conversation over mindlink without me and my anger flares again. This emotional sh*t is getting old. Why is trying to belong somewhere so f*cking exhausting? I don’t say anything, turning to leave. They can talk about me when I’m not here.“Wait, wait, wait. Where are you going? Don’t go.” Ryker wraps his arm around my waist to pull me back and I hate my body’s reaction to him. My body likes it, even though my min
66 - RykerShe scoots over and pats the empty space next to her and I instantly start to panic. I don’t know if I can do this, be near her and keep my hands to myself. I don’t know if my wolf will let me. This needs to be slow, for both our sakes. What if I’m too rough and I hurt her? What if I am terrible and she finishes rejecting me? I think what we have is better anyway. I take on packs of wolves and vicious rogues. Rip out throats and shed blood for the safety of my pack and don’t blink twice. The first time I am considering laying next to a woman, my mate, in the same bed and I feel like I am going to throw up. I take a deep breath and walk to her bed, rubbing my palms on my shorts slowly, hopefully she doesn’t notice.“Is this okay?” I ask, reaching for the blanket. I hope my voice sounds like I am confident.“I think so. Is this alright for you? I just figured if I sleep well with Alpha near, you shouldn’t be any different. But if you don’t want to…” She looks down at her
67 -KennedyHold the phone. “How is that possible?” I sit up to my knees, rubbing my stomach again. He has to be lying. There’s no way what I felt was fake or in my head.He growls again. “Kennedy…”“What? You can’t be an asshole for weeks and not expect me to be curious when you do decide to talk to me.”He closes his eyes and takes a breath. “Can we just go back to sleep and talk about this tomorrow?”“Not a chance. How is it possible you’re a virgin? I know what I felt and I know what happened to me.”“I have no problem answering questions. Although some of my answers might not be what you want to hear. But, please…”“Then what the hell is wrong with you?” I am almost yelling again. I just don’t understand. “Why won’t you look at me?” I move closer to him. I want to reach out and touch his cheek, no matter how mad he’s made me. The urge to have contact is overwhelming. But I sit here waiting.“Do you have any idea what I have wanted to do to you since that night out on the bal
2-BenIt’s been months since we have heard from Kennedy. She’s only called a handful of times since she’s been gone, but it’s been too long. I can feel something is wrong. The gaping hole in my chest has felt heavy for weeks now, but with the winter weather settling in, the feeling is becoming suffocating. Something is so off that I can feel it viscerally.WHAM!“F*ck, man! Are you good?” I hear Jason’s question tinted with amusement. “You do know you’re supposed to defend yourself, right?”“F*ck off.” I jump to my feet and reset, ready to beat his ass this time.“Let. Her. Go!” He grunts, accenting each word with a strike I have to dodge. “You can’t have her. She isn’t yours anymore.” That had me seeing red. I felt the surge of hatred and adrenaline mix in my veins and I go on the offensive. Punch after punch. Kick after kick, sending out all the feelings of dread at Kennedy’s loss. “That’a boy! There’s our Beta. I knew you were still in there somewhere.” I know what he’s saying is t
1 - BenShe’s gone. Just like that Kennedy was snatched up by some Alpha assh*le who doesn’t even care about her. He admitted to not wanting a mate and I know Kennedy wanted out of the pack. She wanted to leave and live her own life, coming back only when she chose it, not before. We all expected her to come back, that was the plan. But I had to watch her get into someone else’s SUV and drive away.I can feel Jeremiah’s stare on the side of my face, but I can’t deal with him right now. I don’t want anyone to try and console me. I know she isn’t my mate, but that didn’t stop me from hoping she could be one day. She’s the only girl in our pack that has ever interested me. We never dated because of Jer’s hands off rule. Of course, Tommy, Jason and I side-stepped the rule a bit. If Jer has any idea, he’s never said a thing.I didn’t notice I walked away until I came to the doors of the gym. We all spent a ton of time here together. Especially after she was taken. The four of us when crazy
I am jumping back into Silver Crescent Pack to explore what is happening in Ben's world after Kennedy leaves with Ryker. This story will be more drawn out as I work through this and two other works. You can expect updates on the weekends. If I can throw in a bonus chapter in the middle of the week, you know I will!Here's their synopsis:Ben thought he’d already lost his chance. Watching Kennedy walk away—into another pack, into another male’s arms, by force—nearly broke him. She didn’t choose him. She chose freedom. And though it gutted him to admit it, Ben knew why. She never wanted to be tied down. Not to him. Not to anyone. She was hurt that everyone she trusted let her go. No one tried to stop Ryker from taking her. She was his mate, his property to take. Ben's heart was torn between a woman he had loved from a distance for as long as he could remember, and his responsibility to his Alpha and his pack.So, he buried the ache under duty.Now, as Beta of the Silver Cresceant Pack,
41 - FinnI’m trying to figure out why both the Luna and Alpha are being so cryptic about this. I mean, at least Kennedy told me she wants to give us a house, which is insane, but still something to work with. If I wasn’t being weighed down I would be tossing and turning trying to figure out what they are up to. But as it is, I am warm and comfortable and for the first time in a long time, I feel like I am right where I am meant to be.I doze listening to the soft snores of both girls in my arms.“FIIIIINNNNN!!!!” I launch off the couch and over the back ready for a fight after Trinity’s yell. Eyes wide scanning for what made her call for me like that only to be met with laughter. “It worked, Bennet!” She squeals happily.“Someone is wound awfully tight after sleeping so long.” I continue to scan, ignoring him, blinking to get the dryness out of my eyes, asshole.I see Bennet and Trinity sitting at the island next to Gabriel and Peyton. “Where’s Landon? And what were you screaming
40 - FinnSeveral happy hours later we head back into check on the kids and attempt to find a place to sleep. Unfortunately for Bennet, the couch in the living room is it. He can’t be mad at us though, this packhouse was not designed like Ryker’s in Dark Moon, a mansion that holds a hundred people. I actually really enjoy it here. Every space is used, nothing wasted or unnecessary. I fall asleep with Greta tucked in between me and the back of the couch thinking about all of her concerns with the kids. Hell, they’re my concerns too. The bonds we have with all the kids, but Trinity specifically, are unlike anything I have experienced before. Even as a pup when Nan took me in, I never felt the pull to her like I feel to that little girl. I drift off thinking about what I want next in this life, now that I have finally achieved the only thing I ever wanted…a home.My dreams are lucid. Greta and I walking hand in hand, Trinity running around our legs in a field. They are both laughing and
39 - FinnToo excited to do anything else Greta and I cuddle on the couch talking into the early hours of the morning. Ryker said he has ideas of how to make this happen quickly for us, but he needed to catch some zzz’s before Rosie wakes up from her latest nap. He’s doing his best to support his mate through these early days, which I commend and envy him a little.Greta sighs deeply, but doesn’t say anything. I feel a wash of sadness come over her through the bond, but she is curled up against my side with her head tucked under my chin so I can’t see her expression.“Hey,” I whisper, squeezing her hip gently, “Talk to me.”Another sigh and then a sniffle and I can’t take the suspense anymore. I pull her up into my lap so she’s forced to look at me even though she keeps her eyes closed like it’s going to stop me from seeing how red they are.“Greta, babe, you have to talk to me.” I plead. “What’s going on in that stubborn head?”She’s trying to calm her breathing, but it's ragged and
Hi all. I apologize for being absent the last week. I was a much needed break from all things electronic and somewhat out of my control. I am back, diving into the conclusion to The Warrior's mate and concepts for new stories to follow once I am done here.I appreciate all of the readers who have been following me since the beginning and any new readers just joining in.
38 - FinnThe living room is good and full of people when we finally make it inside. I am not a fan of crowds, but there is so much excitement around the birth of Kennedy and Ryker’s baby, I can’t help but smile along with everyone else. Trinity wiggles out of my arms, but grabs my hand in her tiny little fingers. She is clearly in charge here.I look over my shoulder at Greta, but all I get is a smile and a shoulder shrug as she walks off towards the kitchen and I am dragged closer to the crowded couch where I can see the top of Kennedy’s head through the mass of wellwishers surrounding her.“Come on Finn, look at, look at!” Trinity moves like our bodies are the same size and I can wade through the legs of adults like she does. “Come on Finn!” She says, annoyed at the slow pace. A few people move at her fireceness, smiling at the demands of a determined child.When I finally get through, the sight stops me in my tracks. Kennedy is glowing holding a tiny pink blanket. All I can make
37 - FinnGreta takes me by Ryker’s packhouse to shower and change. The perks of having clothes and supplies at my fingertips still surprises me sometimes. Cindy, this tiny little kitchen omega, packs us meals to go and we start our drive.“Uh…so how is this going to work?” I ask tentatively. We obviously have the physical part of being mated under control. Greta has even let me hold her hand most of the drive.“What do you mean?” She asks, but it’s not convincing. I know she’s been thinkin logistics too.“Well we are mated now and there is no way I’m going to sleep separate from you, but my apartment won’t fit you, me and up to four kids. Will your place fit all of us, or do we need to talk to Ryker about something else?” Her eyes go wide. Maybe she wasn’t thinking about the same logistics I was.“What makes you think that we are going to have up to four kids with us?” Her husky voice squeaks and it’s adorable. I can’t help but smile at how nervous she is. Kids were never on her