Carrie POV
I watched as he started to move towards me, but his Beta put his hand on his arm. Adam could not cross the boundary, or he would automatically be rendered rogue. It was a mechanism put in place by the Wolf Council to protect rogues from unrelenting Alphas who wanted to destroy the rogue population. Many rogues deserved the punishment but many, such as women who were rejected, became those same rouges trying to get away from the hell their lives would become as rejected females.
Standing tall, “I, Luna Carrie Parker, of the Blue Moon Pack reject you Alpha Adam Parker as my chosen mate and Luna of the Blue Moon Pack. I, Carrie Parker, reject and cut all ties with the Blue Moon Pack,” I yell quickly to get the words out before he can stop me.
I see him fall to his knees in pain, while the rage that crosses his face intensifies. “You will return to me at once, Carrie Parker!” Adam screams at me. I see him grab his chest and I relish in the moments he suffers. It is minimal compared to what I have been suffering between our relationship and his cheating these past couple of years.
I step back away from his hand which is reaching towards me. “If you leave Carrie, I will hunt you down for the rest of your life,” he snarls at me as he makes his way to stand in front of me. “It cannot be any worse than the life I have lived these past two years,” I spit out to his shock. His face goes red as he stands there. “I have given you everything,” he yells while I stand there looking at him.
“You gave me nothing. You abused me, cheated on me and I have had enough. I deserve more. I deserve my fated mate,” I say as I turn away from him. “Don’t you dare leave me!” he yells. I continue walking as he whispers the words I never expected to hear from him. “I am sorry.”.
My step falters as I walk in shock. I cannot turn around. Seeing him begging will affect me. It will hinder my resolve to leave. I walk on as his screams of revenge rage behind me. I start to run as tears roll down my face. I have to do this to survive. I need this. No matter how terrified I am, I must continue to run.
My body is exhausted. My wolf is absent. I continue on for another hour but am so exhausted I trip and fall to the forest floor. I have no more strength to move on. I simply fall into a fitful sleep as I wonder what have I done? Have I made a mistake? Should I turn around and go back? Nothing happens as I continue to sleep.
I am suddenly jarred awake. Someone kicks my foot again. I groan and roll over uncertain of where I am. In a flash it all comes back to me. I gasp and scramble backwards thinking Adam had found me. I squint my eyes open and see a dark figure in front of me. The forest is so damn dark I cannot make out what or who it is standing in front of me.
They kick my foot again, “Get up,” they growl. It sounds like a she-wolf, but I am still uncertain. I slowly move to my knees trying to stand. It is a slow process as my body is protesting from the over-exertion from yesterday. I had not run like that in a couple of years. I had no wolf to help me get my strength back quickly.
The individual finally sighs and reaches down pulling me up. My body almost buckles but they hold onto me tightly. “What the hell are you doing out here?” the she-wolf asks. I clear my throat; I am parched having drank no water in the time I had been on the run. I could not scent out streams, so I had no means of finding water.
“I am running from my chosen mate,” I answer honestly. The she-wolf looks at me. “What the hell for? This life is not suited for someone like you,” she growls as she lets me go and starts to walk away from me. Knowing she was my only way out at this moment, I scurried behind her.
“What are you doing?” she asks angrily as she suddenly turns around forcing me to bump into her. She pushes me away from her, but not before I see her eyes. They are a stunning soft blue. They contradict her rough exterior. “What are you doing out here?” I ask her cautiously.
“I was kicked out of my Pack. I am surviving, but I have no time to help a newbie,” she says as she turns and starts to walk away. “Wait!” I say to her. She stops walking but does not turn around, “I need your help,” I say as her body stiffens.
“Too damn bad,” she says as she continues to walk away.
Carrie POV I follow behind the rogue ensuring that I will not bump into her again. She knows I am there as every so often I hear her growl and mutter to herself. I cannot hear what she is saying but I know she is muttering something about me. I cannot help following her. I am terrified of being left out here alone. “Can’t you just speak to me? I just want to get out of this forest, and I will be on my way,” I choke out trying to speak around the dryness in my mouth. “Do you think if there was a way out, I would not have already taken it?” she snarls. “What do you mean?” I ask. “You can leave, but you will always be dragged back here,” she says mystically. “I want to leave … to find a better life. Maybe a new Pack. A better way of living,” I tell her. She stops and turns to look at me. “Why the hell would you want to do that?” she asks me. “I lost my wolf somewhere along the way. I need to be around people who will not see that as a wea
Carrie POV The sprite like she-wolf was first to get out of the water. She laid down on the ground to dry off her damp skin. I cautiously approached the edge of the stream to rinse the blood off my face and the splatters that I could see on my arms. “What’s your story, newbie?” the sprite asks as she lays out in the warm sun, eyes closed. “I do not have a story,” I say not sure I wanted to trust this woman. She opens one eye and looks to me, “We all have a story,” she says softly. “What is yours?” I ask looking away from her. Her unique eyes intimidate me. She might be small, but she is a powerhouse. She closes her eyes once again, “Same story as everyone else. I met my mate, he decided I was not good enough, and rejected me,” she replies. “How did you end up here?” I ask confused. Just because someone rejects you does not mean you are banished from your Pack. “I tried to kill the woman he picked over me,” she says wit
Carrie POV I do not know how long we traipsed through the forest. It felt like days, but we had not even hit nightfall yet. I knew I was out of shape, but this was ridiculous. “I need a break,” I say panting to the two women. They both sigh, looking at me annoyed. “I need water,” I add hoping there was a brook close by. Jessica led the way wordlessly towards the water. I raced around her dropping to my knees and scooping up as much water as I could. “Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Mandy asked as she bent down to lap up some water as well. Jessica stood there looking around us. “I do not like this,” she murmurs. Mandy is immediately on alert standing and moving towards Jessica. “What?” she asks. “It is too quiet,” she says as Mandy listens and nods. I take more water before standing, “What does that mean?” I ask. “It means we are either about to be ambushed, or we have stumbled onto someone else’s territory,” Mandy says as she looks aro
Trigger warning – might be difficult for some to read. Does not end in rape.Carrie POV I stood there paralyzed in fear. The wolf in front of me takes a whiff. “I love that scent: fear,” he says with a smirk. He starts to reach out to me when he pauses. “Wait a minute; there was a call out a while ago for a reward if someone came across a blond rogue. She fits your description. But how did you end up with these two so quickly? Rogues do not welcome others so easily,” he considers as he starts to move around me. I say nothing, simply standing there. I can feel myself visibly shaking as he comes around to stand in front of me. His erection standing tall for all to see. “Yet here we are. You smell new enough. I wonder,” he ponders as he stares at me. “Nothing to say I cannot sample the goods, mind you. You are not pure. Someone’s runaway mate perhaps?” he asks as he steps closer. I take a step back from him starting to realize he is ser
Carrie POV He falls in front of me, reaching his hand out to me, his face a mask of fear realizing he is dying. I am frozen as I watch the man die. A man I killed. To save myself I remind myself. I feel someone’s hand on my shoulder and scream, not realizing it was Jessica. I throw myself into her arms as the horror of what almost happened overwhelms me. She smooths my hair out putting her hands on my face and looking me in the eyes. “You survived. You did it,” she reminds me over and over until I take a calming breath. “I killed him,” I say. “You did what you had to do to survive,” she replies. Nodding I was alright I look over to Mandy’s broken body and stand rushing over to her. We gently untangle her limbs and start to run our hands over her fur. As we do, she shifts into her human form. I can see that she has a broken leg and arm. I cannot tell if her wolf is strong enough to heal her. I feel tears fill my eyes, “There is no room
Carrie POV We had no idea what we were going to do or where we were going but we knew we needed to keep moving. Though we had made it this far, we did not trust that someone was not after us. We had heard various sounds throughout our journey to advise rogues were still looking for us. I had shared with Jessica and Mandy that there was an offer of a reward to whomever found me. It had terrified me but made Jessica more determined to get out of the forest. “We need to keep moving. They cannot find you or we are all dead,” Jessica says as she kept us moving forward. “What are we going to do now that we are here?” Mandy asks. This is the first she has spoken since she woke up. She was still limping, and we knew she was in pain, but she had kept up with the pace Jessica had set. “I will get a job,” I say to them both. They stop to look at me, “Doing what?” they ask with smirks. “I can work in a restaurant. I was Luna in our Pack. I
Elizabeth POV I looked between both women. Each of us has had to kill to survive. What the hell was waiting for us out here? Would we find peace? As if the Moon Goddess had heard my question, there was a loud pounding suddenly on the door. We all jumped. About to speak, a man yelled through the door. “Jasmine! Open the damn door!” he says. I mouth Jasmine to them both about to yell out when Jessica jumps up, “Sshhh, they are from my past. That asshole at the front desk called them,” she whispers. “Are they wolves?” I ask back and she shakes her head no. “So, we fight our way out of here,” Mandy whispers. “We cannot do that. We are in a human territory. They will continue to hunt us until they find us. The laws are different here,” she whispers. “Come on Jasmine, open up! The boss is willing to look the other way even though you killed his best customer,” the man on the other side of the door yells. Jessica closes her eyes
Carrie POV I freeze turning away from the voice. Is this really possible? That I have a fated mate? Someone the Moon Goddess chose for me? How could she be so cruel? I had just gotten out of a mess and now I was going to be tossed into another one. Maybe he would reject me so I could move on with my life. Assuming he would let me live. I hear shuffling around me, the men were moving to open the circle. “Mine,” I hear from behind me. Suddenly I am surrounded by the scent of chocolate and coffee. I slowly turn and my heart catches as I realize he is in fact speaking to me. But will he want me when he learns the truth? He is a perfect male. Blue eyes to lose yourself in. Dark hair trimmed short, a chiseled jaw, and muscles galore. I feel the wave of fear rolling over me. I am certain he can feel it being so close to me. He can likely hear the strain of my heartbeat. I can feel it bouncing out of my chest. He reaches a finger out to t
Carrie’s POV Jessica, Mandy, and I sat watching our pups. Jessica and Mandy each had a boy. We had thought one might be a female but had a pleasant surprise when two males were born to my two best friends. Colton, Rosie’s pup and my half-brother, were playing with the boys. It was easy to see they were best friends being born so close to one another. Unless Colton was upset about something. Then his temper showed through. We were concerned and already working with him to control his anger. Even at his young age, we knew we needed to build the capacity within Colton to control himself, at all times. It was challenging for Jackson and me. Having a gifted child when I was still learning my own talents was keeping us on our toes. He was going to be more talented than me. It is incredible but we now believe that my father had enhanced his powers in some way that resulted in Colton’s talents being enhanced. The challenge of trying to anticipate
Carrie POV Before I can move, Christian steps forward. I see tears in the doctor’s eyes as she looks at her mate, knowing her fate. “Please, I am sorry,” she whispers as Christians looks at her with hate in his eyes. He is owed this. She almost destroyed him and the fact that she is his mate is only a cruel twist of fate. He leans forward placing his lips on hers. One solitary kiss from his mate before he reaches his hands up to her neck and snaps it as her lips rest on his. He steps back, cradling her body in his arms. I feel tears of my own rise up as I watch helplessly at our friend being forced to deal with the crappy hand he had been dealt. Without saying anything else, Christian turns and walks out of the gala event with his dead mate in his arms. Nobody spoke. They simply watched the tragic event in slow motion. As Christian exits the building, I can hear people starting to speak softly. Talking about calling it a night. Sadly, I a
Carrie POV Christian cut off the words the doctor was about to say. “Christian!” I yell wanting to hear what she had to say. Christian was determined to snap her neck. Jackson was beside him trying to unwrap his hands around her neck. My mother kept yelling for Christian to do it. “Christian stop!” I command with all my power. Many surrounding us started to drop to their knees at the wave of power that left my body. Christian dropped his hands turning his angry glare on me. The female doctor leans forward gasping for air. “Why?” Christian demands. “We need to know who Rosie’s baby’s father is, Christian,” I say to him trying to reason with him. “It is my right to destroy her,” he says with anger. “I understand but this is important,” I say to him looking to Jackson. I know he is wondering as well and wants the answers from her. I feel a sense of trepidation as I move towards the woman. My mother is struggling to get out of Josh’s hands,
Carrie POV I block the bolts of power coming at me with my arms. It is as if my arms have become shields of steel and I simply have the intuitive awareness of how to deflect her attack. She moves closer as I step back. Taking a chance, I flip my right arm and make like I am tossing something at her. It shocks her and she stumbles backwards with a smirk, “Just testing out your powers, I see,” she says as she steps closer to me pushing a stronger wave of force at me. Before I can respond I am pushed backwards. My shoes fall off and I land on my ass. I hear Jackson yell my name, but I cannot look to him. I have to focus on the threat. She continues to stalk towards me as I crawl backwards trying to get my bearings. I am working my way towards standing when she slams into me again this time knocking me back and winding me. “If you were smart, you would stay down. As much as I want you dead, your father would never forgive me for destroying you
Jackson POV It has been a week since Carrie received the email from her mother. After a few months reprieve I had started to wonder if they would just give up. I had hoped they would give up. They were after something. I simply did not know what it was. Carrie was too independent. She could live on her own without them. She had always wanted her mother but not like this. Not this woman who had seemingly abandoned her at a young age for the greater good, as she liked to imply. We were all getting ready for the Gala event we were hosting. We had spent every waking moment well into the wee hours of the night, planning for every type of attack we could imagine. Christian had gone darker if that were possible. Now that the end was imminent, I knew he would take out the female doctor, or die trying. And that scared me. He had no fear of death. It was as if he had looked it in the face once and he was prepared to die if it meant taking out his
Carrie POV It has been three months since we last saw my mother, brother, or his mate the female doctor. Everyone has been on intense alert since that fight. Our warriors were exhausted from all the additional training and extra shifts they have been taking to protect the Pack. Jessica has settled into her job working with Carleton for the Wolf Council. They continue to try and find leads as to where my family is but have had no luck. They are all wanted and considered dangerous. There are huge bounties on all of them. I do not want them captured. I want them dead. They are wreaking havoc with my family and my doctor is concerned the stress is impacting my ability to get pregnant. I am exhausted myself worrying about how much I have brought to Jackson’s doorstep. He continues to tell me to stop worrying. He will stand by my side regardless. But the Pack did not sign on for this either. They continue to be supportive, but I know they are
Hi Everyone Quick note to let you know I have had the flu all weekend and have been unable to post. I am starting to come around but wanted to let you know why you have not received an update this weekend. I figure there are only four chapters left in the story and hope to pick those off starting tomorrow. My apologies for the less than consistent posting in March. Fingers crossed this is the end of the craziness. Any questions feel free to post below and I will either answer in the story or here :) Hope you all enjoyed your weekend. Catch up tomorrow. Ellie xo
Carrie POV Jackson returned to us and shared what they learned so far. Which was not much. My mother had attempted to have Randy freed, but Jackson quickly replied, “It is out of my hands. The Wolf Council is taking him into custody, and he will be charged accordingly.”. “That is outrageous. We have neutralized the threat!” my mother exclaims. “Take it up with Carleton. He is making transfer arrangements as we speak,” Jackson says without sympathy. “Carrie you must do something to help your brother,” my mother pleads with me. Shaking my head, “I am sorry, but I cannot. He betrayed me and my Pack; had he succeeded it would have been the end of us,” I reply to her. Jackson looks at me with love and pride at my response. The rage that crosses my mother’s face surprises me, but she quickly contains it. That causes me to pause for a moment as I watch her. “You have his wolf, his powers … what more do you want?” she asks coldly. “It is not abo
Carrie POV “Do you sincerely believe he deserves to have his wolf, after all that he has done?” my mother asks. I sit with that question. Did I think he deserved his wolf? I had not been prepared to help save him, yet I worried about him being without a wolf. A wolf was so much a part of who we were. And having been without my wolf for so long, I could easily identify with the devastation. “I do not know the answer to that question,” I respond honestly. “Well, you have time to decide,” my mother replies. “What do you mean?” I ask. “You have taken his wolf into your care; you can give it back or let the wolf go to its resting place. The choice will solely be yours,” my mother says softly. I sit back in my chair and chew my food slowly. Mandy is sitting silent listening to the conversation. “What do you think?” I ask her as she looks at me in surprise. “I think it is as your mother has said. It is your choice; your decision,” she replies.