All Chapters of The Alpha Beast's Rebel Wolf: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

BEAST (ALEK) POV I finally have her—my mate, my only light in the darkness that struggles to consume me with each passing day. I have learned to curb my desire for bloodlust and redirect it towards helping others. It hasn’t been easy for me. I spent a third of my life on earth killing innocent people, but that was before I found my light, before I found Alpha Thorin, before I saw the chaos I was creating. I don’t know how I managed to turn it all around, but having this stunning woman in my arms told me that I was on the right path. She was my reward from the Goddess herself, telling me to keep pushing, and redemption would be earned. I was haunted by the screams and cries of the innocence I stole from this earth, but since discovering my Carissa, I don’t have those nightmares. I noticed it when I started to watch over her at night. She kept them at bay, keeping me safe from

ALPHA THORIN POV I sat on my fishing dock, the line in the water. The lake was calm, but I knew I’d get a nibble soon. This lake was one of the best fishing holes I’ve had. I couldn’t think of a better place to build my cabin and retire. I have my pup, the daughter I never thought I would find alive. Here she is, thriving with the love of her life, my successor. Fate has a funny way of ensuring everything works out as it should. Beast was a lost and discarded soul. So many cast him aside because of the weight on his back, but I saw him. I saw the potential and strength that he held within, as if he just had the right leader to polish him up and set him back on his feet again. It’s been nearly a year since Blackfoot Rogues became the established pack called The Slaughtered Lambs Pack. I loved the name and its symbolism. I watched this pack grow over the l

CARISSA POV Alek and I lounged in our usual spot, our hammock. It was in our hidden little oasis we had created—a place for us to return to nature when we needed to recharge from all the political and administrative worries. I may be ready to pop with our first pup any day now, but Alek was so tall that the hammock was too short for him anyway, so he adapted to lounging with his legs on the ground to stabilize us. He was so incredibly overprotective, but I relished it. It always felt nice to know that I was protected. Alek gave me all the reassurance I could need. He was the most thoughtful and tender mate, although no one would ever know that. When I looked at him, he still struck fear in the hearts of those around him. But he was never that way with me. No, I saw past that facade of his. He was a big, cuddly teddy bear when it was just the two of us. I couldn’t wait to see him holding our pup.&

NARRATIVE POV The barbecue was crinkling with the grease from the burgers on the grill. The smell of cooking meat filled the air, intertwined with the shared laughter and stories of past glory. Just as expected, Jackson was shy at first meeting Parker and Delilah, but the trio quickly got over the awkward introductions and ran around the backyard laughing and playing tag. Susan watched her son experience his first day of genuine childish fun. Watching this moment for her son brought back all the painful memories, but she needed them at the moment to understand how far they'd come. Jackson's face lit up, as he was only now learning how to be a kid. She left her abusive mate a few years back. She needed to wait for the right time and for Jackson to be old enough to survive in the wild if they got that chance. It presented itself just after Jackson’s ninth birthday. With his fist clench

NARRATIVE POV Four Years Later… “Happy birthday, dear Flynn— happy birthday, to you.” The cheer erupted after they finished singing the birthday song for their four-year-old pup. Flynn was the eldest and the future Alpha of The Slaughtered Lamb Pack. He was only four, but he carried his father's commanding presence. To see Flynn in Alek's arms, it was clear as day that they were father and son—identical in every way, except for his eyes. Flynn had his mother's sage green eyes. When Flynn was born, Alek feared that the curse on his bloodline might still be in effect. Still, the witches now residing within their pack assured the Alpha pair that there was no curse on their family, only blessings as long as they continued to be a pillar of good and guidance for the lost and abused rogues searching for a pack to call home. After Flynn was born, just