All Chapters of Mate's Revenge : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ATTACK!!!" The emergency bell rang. My father turned to my mother.“Take Wren and go, remember the plan.” His voice was hurried, panic lacing every word, fear etched into his face. My mother's eyes filled with tears." But Atticus–" “We both knew this day would come, my love. We both planned for it.” My father cut in, his hands gently cradling my mother's face, his eyes roaming all over her face like he was memorizing it for the last time.“Daddy, what's going on?" I cried, clutching my mother's clothes in fear. My father bent to my eye level.“My little Wren, it's not safe here right now. Mommy's going to take you somewhere safe.” His hands cleaned my tear-stained face."What about you?” I whispered. The sound of fighting and clashing of bodies could be heard from outside.“I would be fine, my little Wren. I promise." His voice cracked but his face was one of silent resolution. The emergency bell rang again." Be quick, go through the back. Take care of our kids." He placed a hand o

Caelum's PovI watched as she sat in awe of the car. It was adorable how wide-eyed she was.“Where are we going?" she asked curiosly. Silly mate, where else would we go? My wolf, Xyler, grumbled. He was trying hard not to show how over the moon he was that he found her.“My place. Where you would be staying from now on—as my mate of course.” I couldn't keep the amusement from coloring my tone even if I tried.It must feel like salt being rubbed into a deep, bleeding wound, realizing that you're mated to the man whose parents murdered yours.But I guess she has forgotten that her parents were the reason I'm like this. Shaking the dark thoughts from my mind. I decided to focus on my mate. Her once shiny red hair was now stringy and dull, but her green eyes are just as fiery as I remembered.13 years spent in that place did nothing to take away her beauty, except she was thinner than she should be. I could see her bones jutting out from where I was.Suddenly she smiled. But it wasn't a

WREN'S POV“Shhh Wren, just close your eyes, it will all be over soon.”The sound of banging on the door woke me up with a jolt, my heart racing like a jackrabbit.I was getting ready to dismiss it as my imagination when I heard it again.The dream I had was starting to get fuzzy and I could barely remember it but it had felt so real, almost like a memory.I rubbed my eyes, grimacing as I felt crusts that had accumulated overnight.The banging had continued,this time with a vengeance.It was as if it was in tune with the pounding in my skull. I groaned.Why can't this person knock like a normal person? Astrid grouched,we were both not morning people.I yawned as I threw my feet on the hardwood floor with a thud, the sound coming out louder than it should.Cracking my neck,I walked over to the door and flung it open with annoyance, the chair I placed behind fell to the floor with a thud.“What?" I growled, barely dodging the fist that was coming my way.“Sorry.I didn't expect you to open

I snuck down the hallway, looking for the weapons room that Robin had shown me earlier. I found it at the end of the hallway and quietly creeped in after making sure that was no soul in sight.I browsed the shelves, looking for something in particular. I found it sitting pretty in the midst of some pretty daggers. A bottle of cyanide.I smiled gleefully as I grabbed the small bottle, taking with it a small dagger with intricate design and a pretty emerald gem on the handle. I pocketed the dagger.I went over the plan in my head. I had bought a blueberry muffin earlier in the market, something I know Caelum couldn't resist.My ears scanned for noises as I carefully used a needle to withdraw the cyanide. My heart was beating incredibly fast as I slowly inserted the cyanide into the muffin. A part of me was screaming that it was wrong but this was something I had to do.Once I had finished, I quickly replaced the bottle of cyanide and silently, I made my way out of the weapons room, car

Wren's POVBeware the love interest….I was slowly going out of my mind, everytime I closed my eyes, all I could see was the image of the bright blue wrapper with red hearts. It was haunting me.My ears were ringing and I could feel arms moving me, voices were trying to talk to me but I wasn't processing any of it.The next thing I knew, I was in a place with lilac walls. My room, my brain sluggishly supplied. Astrid was silent, I guess she also felt the weight of what we had done.I killed someone. Me. I killed Leslie. The ringing in my ears were getting louder and my legs felt numb.“I’ll be back." I heard someone say and the door was shut. Leslie's blood was on my hand, I'm a murderer. Hysterical laughter bubbled out of my and soon, they turned to ugly, heaving sobs.What would the pack do when they found out? I was scared, I was guilty and I was alone.The door opened again and I felt warm gentle hands on my shoulders. I lifted my head up from where it was between my knees, it wa