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Nine: Sleeping Beauty
Emma TaylorHey Rebels, Thank you for your patience and support! I know many are looking for a more in depth explanation about my current predicament and update schedule. I apologize for everything, I am human I make mistakes. I falter, I stumble and I fail. I appreciate those of you who have patience and grace, who understand that these characters matter to me, and that I want the best for them always. Many of you do not understand the mental exhaustion that comes with being an author, wife, & mother. I am not a machine, I am human- it takes time and love to create stories with this much passion. If you're a reader who demands quick, daily updates, then I am not the author for you, that's okay and I wish you the best in finding ones who cater to your needs as a reader. XO ET.
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Alpha Bane's Rejection One: A Cow to Pasture
PEYTON POVThe morning sun warms my skin, giving me hope that today will be a good day. Sweat rolls down my brow, and in between my shoulder blades. This May morning is warm, the humidity makes everything sticky. My wolf is unusually alert, prancing in my head with anxious energy.Hell, the entire pack is practically drunk with excitement. Its bittersweet taste, soaks the air, coating my tongue. Our future alpha, beta, and gamma return home from college today. If they’re anything like the younger versions, there’s no reason for me to be happy about their arrival.To make matters worse, the alpha and beta are coming home without mates. Every girl eighteen and older will be throwing themselves at them at the welcome back party. I’d avoid the whole mess if the Alpha didn’t command all of-age females to attend.I round the corner, and that’s when I notice them, the torture squad, as me and my friends have ubiquitously named them. Brad, the younger alpha, and ringleader of his high school
Alpha Bane's Rejection Two: The Lake
PEYTON POV“I don’t understand why you’re doing this.” I whimper, shivering as I’m forced to stare at the lake, where I will die. I’m sure of it. This is where Peyton Samuels’ life ends. In the bottom of a dirty, dingy, lake. And I honestly thought today was going to be a good day. How stupid am I?“You don’t understand why I am doing this?” He jerks me to his chest, forcing me to meet his crazed irises. His hand caressing my cheek, tender, but it doesn’t last long before he’s pinching my flesh between his fingers. “Don’t you get it?”“No, I really don’t.” I whisper, shaking my head, trying my hardest to stop make the tears stop. My body hunching over, on the verge of collapsing in on myself, from fear and trying to stop the alpha command wreaking havoc on my insides.“You’ll end up being my brothers.” He spits, hatred flooding through him at the mention of my brother. “Bane, precious, glorious, Bane’.”“No.” I deny, shaking my head, trying to put distance between us, which only infur
Alpha Bane's Rejection Three: One Sentence
BANE POVOne sentence. One sentence is all it took for my world to come crashing down around me. My eyelids flutter open, blinking against the sun, memories I don’t want slam into me.“Peyton.” I whisper, testing her name out for the first time, loving the way it sounds on my lips. Of all the ways I envisioned this day going, this wasn’t how I saw it happening. Especially to her, the cute little brunette I’ve been harboring a secret crush on for the last few years, but never had the guts to act on.No, this isn’t how I thought this day would go at all. In fact, in all the hallucinations I’ve conjured of this day, none of them included rejection. Not a single one. Instead, they started with me fucking her passionately, until she was a blubbering mess, and then fucking her again. None of them included this shitty, achy feeling sitting in my gut. How naive am I?She didn’t give us the chance to enjoy it before rejecting me and running away. I swear she was happy, for a split second, unti
Alpha Bane's Rejection Four: Don't Look Back
PEYTON POVDon’t look back. Don’t look back. Don’t look back. Heart pounds against my chest fueling my fear and adrenaline. My feet hurry along the forest floor, doing my best to put distance between me and my home. Away from them.Branches smack and slice my skin, leaving me to bleed, my lungs desperate for oxygen, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I got a head start but one of them will come for me eventually. Bane when he wakes, or Brad, when he realizes I am alive.I’ve dealt with one psychopath for the last three years, what the hell would Bane be like as a mate? Doesn’t that shit run in families? And if he’s not crazy, what crimes will his brother commit to possess me for myself? What will that do to the pack? They’ll end up under Brad and his gaggle of fuckwads? I cannot do that to my family or friends. I may fear Bane, but I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. Or enough to not allow him become the Abel to his brothers Cain.My wolf curls in on herself, a broken mess, mourning
Alpha Bane's Rejection Five: The Prodigal Son Returns
BANE POVMusic vibrates through the trees, shouts and cheers from the party goers grate on my nerves. There is nothing worth celebrating when your mate rejects you and runs off without an explanation. Aaron, Corey, and Sadie flank my sides, none of them talking, but they’re alert. Every wolf in the damn pack is littered around the packhouse. No wonder there are no fucking warriors on the goddamn border, they’re all here getting drunk.Members overrun the yard, red solo cups in hand, smoke rolls through the tress, from the stoner circles scattered around. Some are playing corn hole, others are on the volleyball court. The Olympic pool is full of people swimming around, acting without a care in the world. Members are laughing, enjoying the celebration of my return. And I have no interest in any of it. Or them.Fuck, it’s not supposed to be like this. I should be happy, celebrating with my pack, my luna tucked safely at my side. Peyton is supposed to be here, with me, preferably with my
Alpha Bane's Rejection Six: Cheddar & Gouda
BANE POV My father sighs, rubbing his temples, already exhausted by the day’s events. “You’re both talking crazy. Bane, explain yourself.” “Of course, you’d pick his side.” Brad grumbles, acting like a spoiled child. My wolf is urging me to kill him and be done with it. Save us all the trouble. “I’m not picking sides,” my father snarls. His alpha aura bleeding into the room, saturating the air. “You’ll get your chance to explain. Bane, go.” With his approval, I dive into my version of events, beginning with the car ride into the territory. How restless my wolf became the closer we got to home, and was frantic by the border. So, I exited the car at the gate, running the border. From there, I dive into what happened at the lake, and it feels like my heart is being ripped out all over again. I omit nothing, explaining it all, even waking up on the floor feeling like my heart had been ripped from my chest. Brad snickers silently, behind the backs of our parents, clearly enjoying my he
Alpha Bane's Rejection Seven: Duct Tape & Pop Songs
PEYTON POVMy head snaps against the side of the car. Pain erupts across my forehead, pulling me from the abyss. My body bounces along, in a SUV, my hands and feet are bound, with tape over my mouth. I would be that stupid bitch in the horror movie. We all know the one. Running alone, like an idiot, who gets snatched.My mom has to be freaking the fuck out right now. I’m freaking the fuck out right now. My body aches, stiff, and cramped from being stuck in an uncomfortable position for too long.My wrists burn from the silver cuffs, the flesh bubbling and blistering from the poison. My wolf is locked away, unable to help me against my attackers, a bag over my head. My mouth itches like crazy, my sensitive skin reacting to the glue, making me lightheaded.“You think we found the right one?” A female voice asks, and the tension in my shoulder eases a bit, but not by much. They’re searching for someone, but who? “She doesn’t smell much like a rogue...”“Goddess,” A gruff male cries. “Don
Alpha Bane's Rejection Eight: Mommie Dearest
BANE POV “Shit, sorry Cheddar.” He yowls with annoyance I stand unexpectedly, dropping him to the floor. Luke is hot on my heels, following me through the living room, and out the front door. Ms. Samuels is no where to be seen, but her scent leads me to the forest, past the chicken coop. Once I pass the border, I shift, my paws hitting the dirt within seconds. Luke follows my lead, turning into a smaller brown wolf. He observes me with earnest, but he doesn’t say whatever is rumbling through that brain of his. “Have something to say, Morrison?” I ask via the mindlink, trotting through the forest, listening for a sign of Peyton’s mom. She barely got a head start, where the hell could she be? Jesus christ, are the Samuels’ women part cheetah? They disappear so quickly, what other explanation can there be? “Curious why you’re suddenly interested in Peyton’s wellbeing…Alpha.” He asks, his tone disrespectful, poking at my already fragile wolf, who's begging me to end him and be done with
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- Alpha Bane's Rejection Nine: Sleeping Beauty
- Alpha Bane's Rejection Eight: Mommie Dearest
- Alpha Bane's Rejection Seven: Duct Tape & Pop Songs
- Alpha Bane's Rejection Six: Cheddar & Gouda
- Alpha Bane's Rejection Five: The Prodigal Son Returns
- Alpha Bane's Rejection Four: Don't Look Back
- Alpha Bane's Rejection Three: One Sentence
- Alpha Bane's Rejection Two: The Lake
- Alpha Bane's Rejection One: A Cow to Pasture
