Hera From Star Wars Rebels Novels & Stories

Raven chims in, looking as shocked as the rest of us. Things start making sense as I listen to my team blabber about MG and the killer angels. The phantom bike parked outside Hera's house that night, the tattooed lady I found chatting with her and the mysterious call she received while we were at the cabin. It all makes sense and points to one thing Hera is no ordinary woman. She is not damsel in distress who needs a charming prince to rescue her. She is a force to be reckoned with. A badass queen.

That was also the day I met my companion and my wolf Jada. “She’s gone, Lauren.” Jada said and then added, “She’s so incomparably beautiful. Beautiful as always, just like you." I rolled my eyes at her for comparing me to the Goddess. I am Bianca Lauren Blaze, the only child of Alex Blaze, the former Alpha king. But my new pack members know me as Lauren Hackman. My life has always been a series of battles, but these battles have made me stronger. So yes, I am a warrior in my pack.

I open a drawer attached to my desk where several bottles of water is kept for easy reach. "Uhm, it's the news sir. It's about you," she taps the screen of her work tablet and hands it to me. The headlines were like a slap to the face. Nothing could have ever prepared me for the greatest shock of my life, not even my assistant's rude awakening. Boldly splashed across the screen was my name and it read: TRUE STORY BEHIND THE BIRTH OF AFRICA'S YOUNGEST BILLIONAIRE. WOMAN CLAIMS TO BE THE BIOLOGICAL MOTHER OF HENLEY DANIELS, FOUNDER OF HENPRO.inc.

She didn't notice when Hera picked up the fruit knife from the table. Hera rushed towards Sussane and picked up the gun from the floor just when Nova, Neil and Carlos broke the door down. Sussane looked at the three men with shock. She lunged at Hera to snatch the gun away from her. But Hera is holding the gun in a death grip. She refused to leave the gun. "Let's pull them apart" Neil cried with alarm and moved forward to do just that. But Nova stopped him. Hera and Sussane are rolling on the ground, trying to steal the gun away from eachother.

I hated drama and it drained me more than I let on, but my patience with Hers which knew no bounds earlier had begun to grow unbelievably thin by the day because of how she'd been treating Layla without regard. She was the first person I'd told that Layla would be by future Luna, yet she defiled me by challenging her over and over. Heavens know that if it was another whore in my harem that regarded Layla as she did, they'd be thoroughly punished. But, Hera was— Hera. There was no one like her, so there was no adjective I could use to quantify her worth especially since I was only sane enough to rule a kingdom because she'd been helping me sleep well for several years.

Flora explains Ezra and my past I blocked the way to my miss when he started after her. "Let her be sir, she is grieving," I mumbled softly and Cassian looked at me in confusion. I told him to sit and I would explain. He did and I poured him more coffee before I sat across from him. "Hera was a wild child and her father sent her to the Eastern clans when she turned a hundred to settle herself. She met the love of her life and called him her blue dragon. They spent several months together. She gave him all of herself and he told her he would come and ask her father for her hand. Hera came back thrilled and prepared for her blue dragon to arrive but he never came and her heart died and turned

I stopped short, looking up. The woman standing in front of me was tall and built like a warrior. Her bright red hair was pulled back tightly, and her sharp eyes looked down at me with total mockery. She wore a simple dark uniform that showed the solid muscle in her arms. This was Lana, the General of the guards and the strongest warrior in the Lycan pack.

I stared at him, and Flynn coughed violently. Hera’s gaze jumped to Flynn, staring at him for a moment, before coming to land on me. I held her gaze. She walked forward with the confidence of someone who thought they could pull down the sky, literally, and then I noticed it. Light sparkles around her fingers. This one was a magic user, and a strong one too. The air around us rippled. “You don’t belong here,” Hera said as she approached. I crossed my hands defiantly. “Very welcoming.”

Without responding, she moved to walk past them. “How dare you ignore me?” Hera got hold of Dimitri as she scolded harshly. The other warriors had started to whisper amongst themselves with a disapproving look on their faces. Elena laughed lightly, “You think Suban can save you everywhere? Hera is the commander of the female warriors and you dare disrespect her?” It was only when Elena spoke up that Dimitri noticed Hera’s covering was actually different from the others. She felt like hitting her own head! If word goes back to Alpha Ronnie, won’t he regret letting her join the female warriors?