All Chapters of A Gift from the Goddess: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

“…Never mind. I’ve got to go,” I said quietly into the phone.“Rae, wait. What’s—.”But I hung up before Zac could finish his sentence.Sterling’s eyes looked from my face… to where I held the phone in my hands, and slowly clicked his tongue in disapproval.“That would be a cellular device, I assume?” he asked, gradually approaching. “Are you aware that it’s quite a serious offence to use that here? A crime punishable by permanent banishment from the pack… or worse.”I swallowed back the bile in my throat, feeling sick from just looking at Sterling. And yet he had the audacity to threaten me. I wasn’t the one who’d been selling illegal drugs for years.“I know it was you,” I said. “I know you were the one selling the suppressors to my father.”And his approach then came to a stop, his head nodding in understanding.“Ah… I see,” he said. “Then I suppose you’ll be wanting an explanation? A reason for why I did what I did? Maybe then you’ll be able to see this from my perspective. How… I

The time that elapsed after Sterling’s death was intense. Both internally and externally. Because the longer that went by, the more I began to wonder what the full implications of my actions would be. Already, my reputation in town had been dubious, being attacked once before for being a ‘Rogue Luna’. So just what would happen this time when word got out that I’d killed the Alpha’s brother? I could hear Kieran saying something in a hushed voice from outside the room, leaving me to stare at the motionless corpse that may very well be my undoing. It seemed almost poetic that Sterling would find another way to potentially ruin my life, now from beyond the grave. Though I couldn’t blame him for dying. That had been entirely my doing. In that moment, it had felt as if everything overwhelmed me all at once, vividly imagining what he would be capable of doing should he have been allowed to live. And though morally that wasn’t my decision to make, I couldn’t help but wonder what my life wo

!!!AUTHOR NOTE: Apologies again for the recent issues with Chapter #33, the one where Ch# 32 and #33 were published within it. This should now be fixed so, if you still haven't done so already, please double-check you've read Chapter #33 before reading this #34 here.For those who already unlocked the chapter, you may need to 'sign out' and sign back into your GoodNovel account (or, if that doesn't work, "Clear Cache") for your local phone copy to be updated. Both of these options are found in the app's 'Profile' tab -> "Settings". However, keep in mind that Chapter #33 IS THERE, but you just needed to scroll down in order to read it. People unlocking it new from now on should only see the one chapter; #33. Really sorry again that it happened. I was rushing to publish it that day and then I didn't have the power to edit it once published. Unfortunately, GoodNovel don't work on weekends either. Thanks to everyone who commented to bring it to my attention. I'll do my best to ensure thi

“Rae… What’s happened?” he asked.I opened my mouth to reply but the words wouldn’t come out. My body was running on pure adrenaline for survival now and I was doing my best to push through the overwhelming urge to cave into my emotions.“I… I’m…,” I fumbled.My eyes were trying to water but I gritted my teeth against it.I didn’t want to fight Kieran… I didn’t know if I could live myself if I were to see the look of hatred in his eyes. Anything but that.“Rae?”“I… Kieran, someth—.”But before I could finish speaking, I was suddenly cut off.“RAVEN!” Allison’s voice shrilly screamed.And I cursed. She was here. Probably at the staircase looking for me.This was game over.Kieran frowned but turned around to investigate, walking towards my only available exit. One now manned by his insane little sister.“Kieran! W-wait… don’t….”However, as I futilely trailed behind him, I was further stressed by seeing that Allison had recruited help. Help in the form of Daniel, the Beta heir.“Hand

Two months had gone by since my escape from Ashwood. The day still haunted me whenever I thought about it, remembering the faces of loathing, remembering the fear and confusion… remembering the pain of leaving Kieran. It was that pain which was still the hardest to deal with, like an aching that never left me. A constant thorn in my side to remind me how we couldn’t be together… and it wasn’t just thoughts either. With the suppressors assumedly now completely worn off, for the first time I was experiencing living with what I imagined our entire species did; feelings that belonged to a creature inside you. Every single day it was like I could feel its pain crying for Kieran, whimpering internally as if I’d amputated its arm off. It was exhausting… and it only made it more difficult. Sometimes, in my darkest hours, I contemplated taking the suppressors again. There had been one bottle left behind which now stood atop my bedroom dresser, staring at me with the promise of making the wo