All Chapters of REJECTED AND REBORN; THE HOCKEY ALPHA'S REGRET : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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WHAT ABOUT KAI ARDEN?

Talia. The Alpha was gone as quickly as he came. Nevertheless, the buzz that remained after his exit began that day and lasted for weeks after. It was seldom for the Alpha to come see anyone, especially not a school, but he had come anyway, and all the talk was about his presence as the students dispersed from the Great Hall. “I felt as though I could not talk.” “He looked at me once and I would have kissed his feet if he wasn't so far away.” “His voice.” For me, though, I was amused. Somehow, the last thing anyone was thinking about was that he was Zephyron Duskmere’s father. I remember Zephyron sitting there, clearly, his presence enough to command attention but certainly not in the presence of his father, the Alpha. I also thought that their eyes met once, and held for a few seconds. In the eyes of the son was longing, a desire to be everything his father wanted him to be, and frustration that nothing seemed to be enough. When I turned and caught the father's eyes, howe

THE PACK HISTORIES

Aurelia. “Where do I begin?” Talia asked. She was just settling into bed from her quick shower and I had joined her to listen. Her question did not need an answer, anyway, because she soon snapped her fingers and nodded like an excited child. “Let's just say that the story begins with Duskmere being a small pack, partially because it was young a hundred years ago, when the story begins, and because the member wolves were not as strong as their neighbours, but weaker and not capable of fighting, in any case. It took one individual to change the whole status quo, surprisingly, a rogue.” “A rogue?” I asked. “Yes. He came from far away, traveling and wandering on his own. When he came to what is today known as Duskmere, but what was initially known as the Glagen Pack, he stopped by because he wanted some shelter and some food to eat before going on his way. A young couple took him in, and as he ate he told them his history. That he was a young werewolf who had been disinherited by

THROUGH TIME AND SPACE

Aurelia. A knock on Talia's room door startled the both of us into silence. In truth, there was everything to be terrified of. We had shut the main doors, so whoever it was that was knocking on this room’s door had to have gotten in somehow without our permission, and with all the brazenness in the world to knock. “Aurelia,” Talia whispered. I turned to her, panicking. “Morph and be ready to attack,” she snapped. “I'll open the door.” She was still speaking when another three distinct, even loud raps sounded on the door and I did as she said as quickly as I could. Then she tiptoed to the door, grabbed the handle, and was just about to open—or lock, because the door was open anyway, when it swung in. Instantly, I felt weak in the knees, and I could not even bear to raise my head to look at who it was. I tried to look for Talia, to yell and say that I could not attack the way she would love me to, but all I wanted to do was lie down on the floor in the presence of who it was at

THE DUSKMERE HISTORIES I: THE NEW ROGUE

Aurelia “The stories of his appearance are widely known,” the Cloaked Wolf began, his red cover unmoving as we were suddenly taken into a blur of many colours and several sounds that his voice droned over—though the predominant colour was sky blue and the blur made me feel as though I was moving at the speed of the fastest thing that was. “His approach to a lonely, childless couple for shelter…” “The Alpha of the then Glagen Pack coming to ask him to leave, and the couple to be banished…” “He, taking the matter into his own hands and fighting the Alpha, killing him and taking his place as head of the Glagen Pack…” “His killing of the five wolves that attempted to assassinate him, now known to all who are now alive at this time as the Foolish Five.” “The Rogue, who will later be known as Alpha James Alkaar Bart Duskmere, is now legend. Werewolves of the current Duskmere Pack tell their children about him, and I am certain their children will tell their own children too…” “But y

THE DUSKMERE HISTORIES II: WAR ON KHMARDEN

Aurelia. War, like most other things, is easier said than done. Even for me, who was only watching from some point in space, I found it difficult to simply watch all that happened that night, because I burst into tears while Talia shrieked every now and then. Only the Cloaked Wolf watched on. The eighty-nine fighting werewolves had gathered near the border in the order they had been trained to, where they gathered about their Alpha, who had some strange-looking bundle with him. The Cloaked Wolf told us that he had expressly instructed the Betas to stay off, so there were none of them here. Just the fighting wolves. “We will be fighting with four natural allies to give us the victory tonight. The darkness. The silence. Fire. And your noise.” Talia and I looked at each other when he said ‘their noise.’ “Tonight, you will shout the way you have never shouted before, because it is necessary to strike fear into the hearts of your waking opponents, so they cannot fathom what it is

THE DUSKMERE HISTORIES III: A NEW DAWN

Aurelia. It was all a long drag, and at some point I heard myself begging the Cloaked Wolf to take us away from here—away from all the screaming and burning werewolves and the smell of burning flesh and all the charred bodies lying in the streets. He did not move an inch, though. He did not even say a word. We only sat through it, through every bit of torture that it was. Soon, day began to dawn, and as the light shone on everything, the Cloaked Wolf continued his narration: “For most people, the most shocking part of everything that happened that night was that the Khmarden Pack of near six hundred wolves was defeated by only eighty-nine fighting men from the Glagen Pack, all of whom survived. Years after that, if you wanted to insult a wolf you knew was originated from the Khmarden Pack, you simply said ‘Six hundred is bigger than eighty-nine until Khmarden is involved.’” It was long after that, after Talia and I came to terms with what we saw that night that we managed to fin

THE DUSKMERE HISTORIES IV: WAR TIME

Aurelia “The story of what happened to the Khmarden Pack spread like wildfire,” the Cloaked Wolf continued as we faded from the scene of marching people. “All the neighbouring packs were no strong forces when it came to war, simply because they never exactly needed to fight, until now that a threat was imminent and teeming on their borders. There had been eight werewolf packs living in the area, and with the Glagen Pack becoming one with the Khmarden Pack, this coalition quickly rose to become the second most powerful pack in the area.” “Second?” I asked, surprised. “Yes. The Darryl Pack used to be the most powerful in these parts.” “What made them powerful?” I asked. “They simply had the best of everything. The biggest, most fertile land to cover. Most werewolves, strong and domineering. They even had a fighting force unlike the other packs in the area. The only difference was that they had so much of everything that they felt the need to be a standalone, independent pack. The

THE DUSKMERE HISTORIES V: THE INTER MARRIAGE OF GLADEN AND KHMARDEN

Aurelia “If you will, we can now end these things,” The Cloaked Wolf said. Still sobbing, I covered my face in my hands and took a long breath to steady myself. I did not want to stop, but I could not continue. Talia, however, was more practical. “Why do you show us these things?” She asked. The Cloaked Wolf heaved a long sigh. “I have shown these things to many, who do not speak for all the horror that seeing these things put them through, and I show them to you now so that there will always be those in this pack who know where we came from. What we did—” He stopped abruptly and did not continue. I had been listening, and now I managed to speak, despite the lump in my throat. “If these things happened, and you have seen them, and you live daily with the agony of seeing them, then I will see it to the end.” The Cloaked Wolf chuckled, and then nodded. “Blood from my blood and wolf from my wolf,” he said again, and just like the first time, Nyra reacted to him. Talia looked fr

THE DUSKMERE HISTORIES VI: THE DARRYL PACK FALLS

Aurelia. “There was little that the Darryl Pack could have done when the attack came. They had more fighting men, of course, and were even prepared to fight and defend what they had left, but the Khmarden Fighting men and their silver bullets were more than terrifying enough.” We were moving through the images and the scene lit up, so that we were in the midst of them as usual, watching, and unseen. There the Khmarden Fighting men stood in their human forms, their guns raised into the air, while the Darryl Pack, who were far more in number and all in their wolf forms. Both were poised to attack. I covered my eyes with my hands to avoid seeing any more werewolves being brutally massacred like the first time, and when the sounds of battle and shooting and werewolves dying did not reach my ears when I expected them to, I opened them to a surprising, unexpected sight. The Darryl Pack wolves falling in surrender. It was the natural wolf pose of submission, of accepting that number h

THE DUSKMERE HISTORIES VII: THE TWO ALPHAS

Aurelia The fighting wolves of the Darryl Pack had gathered, truly, and were lined up in front of Alpha James, while their opponents, the Glagen and Khmarden Pack men, were relaxed, but still on guard. “I have accepted your surrender and will now let you all go, but not without letting you know what it is that I have come here and done all these things for. I do not fight these wars because I enjoy the sight of blood… contrary to what it seems I do not like to kill. Yet, I must do it because without blood, I cannot unite the Packs around here.” He paused, and waited for his words to sink. “You might wonder why I have taken it upon myself to unite the Packs, and I ask myself the same question sometimes, truly. I do not even belong here. Maybe it is the power I seek, admittedly. But I intend to use my power for good too. A stranger like me walked on these lands and killed the first Alpha I laid my eyes upon, a sign of weakness.” I saw some of the fighting men nod. “If I did not f

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