Romans & histoires Ezra Bridger Rebels

Elaina was unable to finish her sentence from the shock that was rolling through her. Ezra nodded, "Yes, I am Ezra child." "So, I died?" Elaina asked wanting confirmation. "I am afraid so." Ezra responded. "You died when you fell into the lava." Nodding Elaina felt her stomach do a flip. "Do you know how my friends are doing? Were they able to overtake the dark warriors and undead army?" "Would you like to see for yourself?" Ezra asked quirking a brow. "I can show you."

Ezra says in a growl. “Have your people prepare to cross the river. Get them out of Rifthold immediately.” “They won’t agree,” Ezra says, a soft smile touching his lips. “They’re still as stubborn as they’ve always been, Adrien.” No one calls Westfall that name. I watch the men clasp elbows, staring into each other’s eyes. Ezra says, “I never got the chance to say that I was sorry for the way things happened.” He glances at me, then back to Westfall. “She was… she was an angel among us.”

"Please Cass. Let me try to do right by you, and right by the moon goddess. I won't hold you to anything. Just give us a chance to get to know each other. I promise I'm not a bad guy." It was never a question for me if Ezra was a bad guy. It was clear based on the way he's taken care of his pack and family, and built such an incredible empire that he was not a bad guy. His family obviously loved him, and he returned their love. No, Ezra wasn't a bad guy. He was an idiot.

Like he'd heard about her but hadn't believed she was real. "You're actually her." He said. "The True Alpha who killed Cornelius. Who made the Council recognize us." "I'm Elara." She kept her voice gentle. "And you're safe here. Tell me your name." "Ezra." He sat only when she sat. Like following her lead was instinct. "My family sent me. We've been hiding in the southern territories for sixty years. Three generations in the same valley. Never leaving. Never interacting with other packs. Just surviving."

Alex fired from the bench, dropping two guards who tried to seize him. Elara slipped away in the confusion, shouting orders. “The child is the priority! Take him alive!” They fought their way out—Damian covering Alex’s escape, taking a bullet to the arm that grazed but didn’t stop him. They burst into the underground tunnels, rebels loyal to them following. The counterstrike had begun. They regrouped in a secondary bunker beneath the old bridge they had defended weeks earlier. Aisha, the rebel leader, met them there with fresh supplies and grim news.

As the light fades away, the women open their eyes, and Ezra declares, “Your majesty, it is complete. They'll become invisible to everyone except you when you and your warriors leave, reappearing only when you snap your fingers.” "Thank you, ladies, your support means a great deal to me," I expressed. “The pleasure’s all ours,” Esther says. "Warriors, let's head-" "Eliza, is everything okay?" We all glanced in her direction as she sniffed the air, her eyes shining in a bright purple hue, before walking towards the group of warriors and eventually spotting our youngest member, Patrick. Eliza went up to him, they were now facing each other, I could see Patrick wolf trying to come to the surfac

Before he could start breaking the door, the door opened, and Ezra wheeled out with a bottle of wine in his hands. Liam and the guards moved away. Sarah stared at Ezra, he looked very drunk and ruffled up. He grabbed his phone and dialed 911. "This is Ezra Klein, requesting protection; my stupid brother wants to kill me and has brought idiots who are busy breaking down my office door," he reported. Sarah smiled "You stupid fool!" Liam charged at him, but to his horror, Ezra removed a gun from under his chair and pointed it at him. "I will blow your brains out in self-defense together with the two idiots you brought, and the woman behind you will have no problem collaborating on my story," Ez

Ezekiel moved fast like flowing water, precise and deadly, dropping one attacker before turning to another. But they kept coming. And all the while they chanted. "False Bridge." "False Bridge." "False Bridge." The words hit me harder than I wanted to admit. Because a part of me had started asking the same question. What if they were right? What if there really was another Bridge? What if everything Mira died protecting was built on a lie? The hesitation lasted only a heartbeat. But in battle, a heartbeat is enough. A blast of dark energy hit my shoulder.

It seemed no one knew yet. “Ezra was going to join Arrick in this war. He had illegal weapons in his pack that he planned on using against us.” Merrick was the first to speak. “Are you the one who killed him?” Raina didn’t squirm under everyone's gaze. If anything, she stood taller, radiating confidence and strength. “I am.”

THE REBEL" ..................................................... The End ......................................................