All Chapters of Rising of a feeble mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The community formed by Tyrion helped me heal. As time passed, Casper became everything to me. I quickly forgot about Aurelius and healed from the trauma I had. Life in this new settlement was peaceful. We lived in a community where there was no class, and no pack dynamics, and we had the heart to look after one another to survive. Although we lived in a forest, cases of disease were scarcely found. Aside from the hair, Casper inherited his father's strength. At the young age of seven, Casper hunted a deer. His archery skill was accurate and precise, and his natural speed in running was incredible. The first time his wolf stirred was at the age of six, and he ran kilometers in minutes. Casper spent half of the day with the kids to learn counting and folktales from Miles, a rogue wolf who was a scholar in his pack before his alpha banished him. While Casper studied with Miles I would be assisting the nurse to administer herbs and treatments to those who needed it. About the seventh

"So what do you want me to do?" I asked. "Follow your heart without fear. You can do it."I knew what he was talking about. My wishes were that rogue wolves who became a threat to their packs would find redemption, and lone wolves to find a home where they would stay free and secure. I began to see those wishes come true. I wasn't alone, I had Tyrion's help, and the support of other pack members like Adolph, Sabrina, Basten, Magnus, and Ophelia. These are some notable persons in our community who joined me in reaching out to lone wolves in the wilderness and bringing them into our community. We had withstood unrepentant rogue wolves and rescued the intimidated lone wolves. One of the mischievous rogue wolves that would never accept our plan was the group organized by a rogue beta, Osiris. A very wicked lycan, who hadn't shown mercy to anyone at all. Forgiveness and sympathy were taboo to him. I haven't seen him before, but I have heard rumors about him. I strongly believed it was

The wounded boy got back to consciousness in less than thirty minutes. He lay on the treatment bed, and his father sat beside him. I watched them engage in a conversation, but I didn't pay attention to what they were saying. I sat down on the end of the tent canvas, thinking about everything that had happened earlier. That was my first time seeing Casper in a wolf form. I have not seen Casper shift before, not to mention knowing he was an Alpha. Sitting there a lot of other things ran through my head. Selfish, Ryanna. One of my thoughts barked at me. You stood by your son who almost took the life of another man's child. Is this how you would help people outside? It went on. How will they believe you? How will they trust you? You who couldn't judge rightly. As I sat down alone I turned my face around countless times, frowned, and shook my head. I spanked my lap, clenched my fist, and looked up at the roof. This is bad, this is bad. Oh, Damn it! I whispered in my mind. I couldn't b

I stood still for a while, I grimaced, and walked out of the tent. Finn called out to me and waved but I walked past him without looking in this direction. Why did I go to Ophelia? Damnit! I said in my mind. Yet, my thoughts were telling me she was right. I didn't know how to start telling Casper about the migration, and then about Aurelius. The thoughts in my head were like a heavy load on my head. I got close to the tent and stood outside for a while. I curled my fingers into a fist and rubbed my thumb by the side of my knuckles. I pressed my lips together and breathed in and out multiple times. "Let's just do it." I got into the tent, the light was still on, and Casper was lying down where he was in the same position he was when I left. "Casey..." I called him like I used to when he was a baby, but he did not respond. I sat down on his bed right behind him. "Casey..." He didn't answer. "I know I didn't take your side. I am not here to justify my actions, I'm only here to spea

{Ryanna's POV}The infirmary reeked of marrow and blood. Jade’s life comes and goes in wheezing breaths, his bandaged chest rising in shallow jerks. I hovered by his cot, fists clenched, my nails biting crescents and crimson in my palms. He’s been unconscious for hours.Two days, he’d said. Two days until Osiris comes. The healers informed me because I wasn’t around myself calming tensions, yes but it’s no excuse. I haven’t left his side since.Jade’s eyelids flickered as I leaned in, my shadow falling across his face. His good eye opens, glassy and unfocused. “Ryanna…”“I’m here.” My voice sounded foreign steady, cold, the voice of a leader. Not the woman who hasn’t eaten or slept, who kept staring at the tent flap, waiting for Casper to stride through it.He coughed, spittle flecking his cracked lips. “Reinforcements… Osiris is waiting for them. Wolves from the Lycan region… ready to burn our pack to the ground.” His hand claws at the blanket, trembling. “Two days. He killed everyon