Chase From Restart Novels & Stories

I heard Neil chuckle beside me, “Hey buddy, you’re not going to say hello to me too?” Chase swiftly abandoned me and leaped to rest his paws on Neil, feverishly trying to lick Neil’s hands while his tail whipped left and right. I straightened back up with a smile, watching them. Chase had finally gotten better from all the injuries he had sustained from Tina’s first attack. Sara had taken care of him when he was discharged from the vet's, because that was the period when we were not in the city.

A small silence followed, and Chase said, "I miss you already." Butterflies filled my belly. "I miss you too." "I can't wait to get back. I'll talk to you again once I'm settled." "Alright, take care." And with that, the call ended, but not without leaving a spark of confidence in the pit of my stomach. I was Chase's queen and needed to start acting like it.

I tell him, clasping his hand tightly. He shakes his head at me. I can’t help but be relieved. “We don’t have much time before Ren regains control. I have strength after being away for the time I was, but it might not be much. He’s fighting quite hard right now,” Chase tells me. I can tell in how pale his face is, and in the way his hands quiver slightly. It doesn’t seem to take us long to get anyones attention. The same Gaze Reader appears just outside her tent for a moment, before she casts a glance at us before disappearing inside.

The air conditioner was on, so my body temperature wasn't as hot as I felt inside. “Emma, I'm gonna restart this conversation.” Chase cleared his throat of nothing exactly. “Emma, I think we need to talk about shit that went wrong, and stop pushing it off. For how long are we gonna do that? It's like trying to climb a ladder with broken steps. At some point, we're gonna have to decide to go back down since there's no way up. I don't even know if that analogy makes any sense, I'm just tired and I want to be out of this. Physically and emotionally.”

It landed beside his face. "Kill me," Chase said. His voice was rough but steady. "My death triggers the failsafe." Ryder went still. Not from shock. It was the stillness of a fighter receiving new information mid-engagement and recalibrating without revealing the shift. Any reaction would give Chase information he was waiting for.

In a feverish haze, I heard the doorbell ring. The delivery guy called out, "Delivery for Mr. Hendrick." I smiled as I took it from the delivery guy and thanked him. I was going to laugh at James for being childish. After all, before falling asleep, I had only mentioned that I had a fever. Yet he had already ordered medicine for me. However, when I opened the delivery bag and saw what was inside, my expression froze. Condoms and lubricant were right there in plain sight, and even the toy in my hand made my head spin. Just as I took out my phone, ready to demand an explanation from my husband, a text message suddenly popped up. "This is Sangland Resortworld. Dear Mr. Hendrick, we are de

I started walking away. "Wait! I'll escort you once I finish taking a shower!" I didn't argue with him anymore despite wanting to refuse. I know he'll just keep insisting himself and so I have no choice but to stay quiet and nod my head. ... "Nazi, good thing you came early today! Come here and we'll put your skin into a massage first!" Papi immediately exclaimed, the moment I entered the backdoor of the building. "Wait a second, girl! Let me fix myself first!" I replied and then put down my things. "I just came from the university. I'll be going to school again starting next month," I proudly announced.

We already received reinforcements from Alpha Trevor and Beta Mike, strengthening our defensive fence around the pack borders. Then all of a sudden, a loud snarl and rustle of leaves caught our attention. Everyone was on high alert when the snarls surrounded us. We growled back at the noise and waited for them to come out of the forest. Their snarls unexpectedly dropped and they began running away. Ten fighters were sent to track the noise and chase whoever made their presence known.

“I hate you!” “Back at ya, baby,” Chase calls over his shoulder, throwing open the door to his pickup truck and climbing inside. He starts the engine, tires squealing as he peels out of his parking spot and speeds toward the road, leaving me shaking with frustration as I return to the lodge to finish out my shift. ~

I wish you and Stacey all the best, and I hope this is it; the family you've been hoping for will be formed. I remember what Candy said on my way home. I looked out the window of the car and took this opportunity to think. Is it possible to have a second chance? is it still okay? Or will we be together just for our son? Can I still gamble? I'm too old for this. I need to be uplifted so that I don't run out again. "It's been a long time. I thought you wouldn't come home." Troy greeted me when I rang the doorbell, and he opened the door.