All Chapters of Revenage Wolf: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I look around the small room with a twin bed, a dresser, a desk with chair, and one night stand. I toss my bags on the floor wondering how the hell I got here. Moving to Beldoore wasn’t ever in my plans. Hell, the human island isn’t where I believe I belong. Then again, as a half-breed do I even belong in the wolf island of Celeste? A half-breed, torn between two worlds that I don’t belong in either. I’ve never felt my half-breed status so hard before. There is so much I didn’t realize my dad protected me from, and in the wake of his death, my brother and his best friend who was my boyfriend shattered the colored lens my father put over my eyes. Losing dad was hard enough. I loved my father, and I was living life thinking I was accepted by the pack and kingdom. There are two islands, two kingdoms. Beldoore is the human island ruled by a royal family. The Celeste is the island of were the werewolves reside under a council. The council is made up of the strongest wolf of each class. We

There are perks to being the second born prince, and one is that I don’t have to live my life in the spot light unless I want to. Since I didn’t have to worry about politics and things along those lines because I wasn’t going to be king, which meant I could focus on being a skilled fighter in the military. I spent most of my twenties training to be a in the army and how to lead it. Now, I’m approaching thirty. I’ll be thirty in a matter of months. It’s time for me to start thinking of the dreaded marriage word. My older brother, Dillion, is now king. Our father stepped down to illness that is affecting his memory. Dillion has been king for two years now. His rule is new, but firm. I’ve fully supported him. He deserves to be king. He married four years to a lovely woman named, Victoria. The had a son, Dalton, about year ago, and Victoria is very pregnant with baby number two that they have decided to not find the gender of until birth. My younger sister, Danessa, is dating a soldier t

My limo pulls up to the stone manor covered in pretty green ivy. There’s a fountain out front, rockers are placed on the wrap around porch, and a beautiful picture of mountainous background with clear blue skies complete with fluffy white clouds. Sometimes the place feels like a painting come to life. The place is peaceful, and it’s partly why I come and to visit my dad even if it’s getting harder for him to recognize who I am. I can’t abandon him the way everyone else has. My mom hasn’t been to seen him since she placed him here. My brother and sister are so involved in their own lives they have only come a handful of times, and it’s usually a short visit. I’m the only one left who visits regularly, even if my visits were a bit too spaced. At least, I show up. I enter the manor, where I’m greeted by Judy, the head of the place. She’s a nice lady in her mid-forties, and the residents love her. “It’s nice to see you, Prince Dorian.” Judy greets. “You too, Judy. Is my father in his r

The handsome prince walks away leaving me speechless. I look at my phone to make sure the name hasn’t changed. Nope, not my imagination. Prince Dorian’s number is in my phone. He wants to me make me a star where people would actually admire me for my talent. It wouldn’t be useless like Reese told me it was. I could be something, something I only dreamed about. I always wanted to be appreciated for the talent I have and love. A talent that has been helpful in healing from my grief. Dorian was able to perk Sabrina up and gain her attention. Something that hasn’t happened since I left Celeste island. Dorian is handsome and incredibly good looking with short dark chocolate brown hair, light beard, toned body, and a mysterious allure that makes me want to learn everything I can about him. I want to take him up on his offer, but I need to protect myself at the same time. I’ve been used before. I don’t want to be a pawn to another powerful man. In the end, that’s what I was to my dad. A pa

I make my way to the dinning room and find Dillion eating his breakfast. His mate and son aren’t with him meaning he wants to talk business, which probably means politics. Dillion is sitting at the head of the table, so I take the seat to his right. The table is half full filled with eggs, bacon, sausage links, fresh fruit, and pancakes. One of the servants comes to pour me some fresh coffee. I thank her with smile before she tops off Dillion’s coffee. “Good morning, brother,” Dillion greets. “Morning, what can I do for you today?” I inquire casually, taking a sip of my coffee. I don’t put sugar or milk in it. I do it black because that’s how the military does it, and I wasn’t trying to come off as the spoiled royal. I earned the respect of the military, and now I lead it. “Straight business. I’m not surprised. Well, to business it is than. I’m having issues with the werewolf council. They have two new members, and they are about our age, and it seems like they are trying to make a