Clone Wars Trespass Novels & Stories

"Whether you want a vacation, tickets to a soccer game, or even a hot air balloon ride, I'll take you." I looked at her, quietly answered, "Okay," and went upstairs. I lay on my bed and silently watched the clock on the wall. At exactly midnight, the container rattled as the lots were shaken. With a smile on my face, I slowly closed my eyes. "Dad, Mom, Carla, This time, I'm finally free."

But I couldn't. My mission was a lie. I was supposed to make her fall for me, and even though I was becoming sick with my obsession for her, marking her meant a promise. Sealing her as mine forever and then disappearing would destroy her forever. I quickly changed the subject. "Melissa flirted with me. She said I signed my death warrant by crossing Cassian Thorne." "He's a rogue, Arden," she breathed, terror lacing her voice. "The Lord of the seven most feared rogue territories."

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND _ FOUR Clifford removed his phone from his pocket and texted an unknown number. "Close your eyes for five minutes, " he told them and walked over to the door. He returned with two men, twin kids, and two lawyers. Mary stood up to her feet, screaming at the top of her voice while she rushed to the man who held twin kids by his side. She hugged him passionately and sobbed in his arms. Henry stood up with his eyes and mouth wide open.

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

I can’t lose you know. We all sprint to the Proposal woods. I reduce my speed, and the pack does as well. Reaching the end of the cliff. We stare down. I let out a howl, and the pack follows. We see the Volatile pack staring at the mountains, looking straight at us. The Volatile pack howls as well to declare war. I see one of their pack members running towards their outlook tower. Triggering the siren, another pack has come to their land to warn the rest of the pack.

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

Cassian's pov **Flashback** The sounds echo, each one of them louder than the last. My hands tremble as I stare at the door wondering what I should do. I should go help them, I'm a White and a member of B-T-13. We are not afraid of anything, we never back down from a fight. I throw the covers off my body peeking through the peephole. My vision on my left eye is blurring and the pain keeps intensifying each day but I can't say a thing.

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

Kaliden had gone through a Haze in front of me, but it was after I had learned of everything so I just hid in my room and let his instincts guide him back to his wife. This was one thing that made married men safe when it came to a Haze, because a part of the wedding ceremony was to Claim your spouse with a bit to their wrist those forming and sealing a Bond. So when the Haze hit you, your Soul-animal would seek out it’s partner and just blindly pass anyone else around them, especially the Unclaimed. Yet here I was, painfully exposed in my thin nightgown with nothing but a fluffy shawl over my shoulders for cover. And strangely, my own body was beginning to heat up, a burning flush spreading

"This is intentional." "Should I get Beta Richard?" "Not yet." If Richard finds out before I understand the full scope, he will panic and panicking Betas make Alpha mates defensive. "Let me finish reviewing everything first." April leaves and I return to the mess unfolding across my screen, watching months of careful financial management dissolve into proof that someone has been stealing from pack reserves while I was busy managing everything else that keeps this place running. The transfers all go to the same account, an offshore number I do not recognize, and they started small in January but escalated to half a million per month by June.