Divine Rivals Rebecca Ross Novels & Stories

Tomorrow, he would find out he had thrown away a diamond, and I was coming to crush him. My phone rang again. It was a restricted number. I answered. "Rebecca," a deep, dangerous voice said. It wasn't Silas. It was his biggest rival. "I heard you’re finally single. Ready to make him regret every breath he takes?"

"Mrs. Callahan, it's so good to finally meet you." "Please, call me Maggie. And it's wonderful to meet you too. Theodore talks about you all the time." That was a lie but Dana beamed like it was true. Douglas appeared next and they did the introductions with handshakes as Dana was already charming everyone like she always did. Then Elijah walked out and I felt my entire body tense. "Dana, this is Elijah," I said, keeping my tone and face neutral. "My mom's fiancé's son." Dana's eyes lit up with recognition. "The rival! Oh my god, Theodore's told me so much about you guys playing against each other. It must be so weird living together."

I was about to tell him my name when I saw Rebecca and her followers coming up the hall. Rebecca and I were enemies in high school. It seemed that I came on top in every competition and she hated me bitterly for it. So she kept looking for my trouble and got into fights with me but I always won until Rebecca got her wolf at sixteen. Things started to change, Rebecca got stronger than me and I started to lose in the fights, but even though I knew she had gotten her wolf, I’d just do my best to defend myself and hit back as much as I could.

He stood, gave me one last meaningful look, and left. As I was about to follow, I caught sight of a familiar figure approaching. Rebecca. Darius’s older sister. Born with Beta blood and raised to believe her lineage granted her authority. She married into a wealthy pack years ago, and that sense of superiority clung to her like a perfume she never quite washed off. Her eyes narrowed the second she spotted me. I gave her a nod. “Rebecca.” She didn’t return the greeting. Her expression pinched, like she’d just smelled something sour. “What are you doing here?”

This pain is so bad. But she has to be strong. So, it's my worth in his eyes. No, Crysler, I am not a weak wolf. Rebecca wiped the tears from her face. She looked directly into his eyes. "Crysler Dark Alpha of The Royal Moon Pack. I, Rebecca Jacob Moon, challenge you for the title and position of the leader of this pack." Rebecca challenged him in a steer clear tone. Lucy put a hand over her mouth. "Rebecca, are you crazy?" Simon shouted from Crysler's back.

Adam admitted reluctantly, walking to the minibar and pouring himself a glass of whiskey. Ryan whistled low, shaking his head. “Complicated? That’s new. You’re usually the one keeping things simple. So, what’s the plan? Are you gonna pursue her or….?” “There’s no plan,” Adam cut him off, his voice firm. “She’s Mateo’s sister and Emilio’s granddaughter. We have a business rivalry that goes back decades.” Ryan raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t seem to stop you from looking at her like she’s the only woman in the room.”

Reid talked about her in my last fashion show attendance, and it's the same lady from Jacobs Instagram! He's fucking Claudia Rivalry and telling me he's a changed man.

I had seen him, only with a glance when the competition started. He seemed to be content to wait to see who the victor would be before he joined in. But apparently he picked up on Rebecca’s killing intent. Draven wedged his spear between Rebecca’s sharp teeth pushing her back. “That’s enough Rebecca,” Draven ordered, using his own presence to try and subdue her, “stop this right now.” Rebecca just growled at him, her jaw closing on his spear. Though made of a strong metal, her wolf teeth still seemed to do some damage.

I made sure to keep them locked and under key until I met Katrina; one whiff of her powers and the darkness inside of me is trying to crawl out of its pit. Beckett is trying to pull superiority over me, and I won’t let that shit stand. He isn’t anyone right now. He is still only an heir, he isn’t king yet, and even if he were king, he wouldn’t be my king; that would be Miles. And the Headmaster knew not to fuck with me. I was more powerful than him, and he needed me as a teacher; I was crucial in helping those of Divine blood manifest and control their Godly given gifts. Without me, the academy would be a dangerous place. It was an ironic situation for me; a descendant of chaos was the only

“And you’ve done what exactly? Lost every ounce of dignity this family had left. I warned you…Elias Denovan is not the kind of man you play games with. Yet here you are, still obsessed with him.” Rebecca’s eyes flashed. “Obsessed? You think I’m obsessed because I want back what she took from me?” She stepped forward, her voice trembling with anger. “Maya was nothing before Elias. Nothing! She came out of nowhere and suddenly everyone’s praising her like some kind of angel.”