Nemesis Cabin Novels & Stories

But the screen remained black; the energy core was drained. I looked at Lucas’s profile. His jaw was set so tight I feared it might crack. His hands gripped the wheel with such intensity his knuckles were white. I was too intimidated to even ask for his device. He brought the transport to a halt in front of a secluded, majestic cabin of cedar and obsidian. It was smaller than the grand Montgomery estate, but it radiated a quiet, expensive power. "Your kin... will they not object to a Hollowed guest?" I asked as he lifted me again.

Taking a deep breath, she ran a brush through her damp hair and stepped out into the main living area of the cabin. The scent of fresh-brewed coffee filled the room. Alpha Cobb was already standing near the small kitchen counter, looking massive and entirely awake, sipping from a mug that looked entirely too small in his giant hand. Luna Nesha was sitting on the rustic sofa, lacing up her hiking boots in preparation for the morning's events. Nesha looked up as Emerald walked in. The Luna's eyes immediately softened, taking in the bright, clear look on her niece's face and the complete lack of dark circles under her eyes.

"Representing the SYR Group: Mr. Finn Dalton and his fiancée, Miss Jenna Rossi." The name hit me like a physical blow. Beside me, Nehemiah’s hand settled on the small of my back—not just a gesture of support, but a warning. He could feel my heart rate spiking through the fabric of my dress. He knew. He’d always known that my hatred was just the scarred-over skin of a wound that wouldn’t stop bleeding. "Steady," Nehemiah breathed, his voice a low, dark vibration. "Remember the landfill, Rhea. Remember the darkness in the cabin."

Felan said. “Did the Moon Goddess tell you that?” Jake asked. “No, Nezerra did. Should be 5 SUVS and 1 van.” Jake mind-linked his men and relayed the information. When his men confirmed that it was 5 and 1 he informed his men to stand down. Nezerra and his pack pulled up to the cabin as Ashur and Jake came out onto the porch.

He said, “Boss, we’re here.” Tyr replied, “I know you guys are here. Can you see them? They are in front of you. There is a fishing boat coming your way. Go up there and catch them, take out those who resist. “Also, there are two cars on the shore that are driving away. Chase them, show me the transformation of that pack of wolf pups.” “Yes, Boss.” Meanwhile, Matthew Collins, Stephen Cole, Jamie Sunder, and ten other Nemesis members were on the other ship. They stood on the ship’s deck together with Dhrishit. They were enjoying the blows of the sea breeze and casting their glances at the shore expectantly.

“It’s a good city. You’ll like it.” I didn’t respond. Instead, I focused on the sight below as the jet touched down smoothly on the private runway. The moment we got off the jet a black luxury car was already waiting. “Welcome to Seattle, Ms. Sinclair, Mr. Dawson,” the driver greeted politely, opening the door. “I’ll be taking you to your hotel.” Did I hear wrongly?? Dawson? Jake’s last name was supposed to be Whitman. Just like Jason’s. That was their family name. But he was answering to Dawson?

~KILLIAN THANE~ Weak. Feeble. Small. If I had pressed a little harder at her neck, the sound of bones snapping would be next. The image of Emilia Monroe’s frightened eyes had refused to leave my mind since the moment in the relic room. It angered me how her scent still lingered and how my wolf had become restless with desire. A desire to claim and savage her whole till all she knew was me.

Sir Malik said while returning the smile. Out of all the packs in alliance with the moonshine pack, the hidden pack was still the most trustworthy, and I don't doubt their sincerity. “We will be taking Lena with us for now so she can get familiar with the tribe. But after the war, she will come back here.” Lady Nerida said, and I nodded, having no objections to their plans. “Good, we will be expecting your letter as to when we will take the initiative to attack. In addition, there's something I have to tell you.”

A photo loads, and my breath catches in my throat. It's us. In the booth. His hand is fisted in my hair, my back arched, my mouth open on a scream. Someone saw everything. Another message pops up beneath the photo. ‘Unknown: Tomorrow. 8 p.m. The old boathouse at Blackwater Lake. Come alone. We have unfinished business, little wolf. Don't keep me waiting.’ Hayden's whole body goes rigid. His thumb hovers over the screen. Then he calmly swipes the messages away.

Eden’s POV The estate was a fading silhouette in the rearview mirror as the sun began to bake the asphalt. We weren't traveling in a standard convoy; we were moving in a Rezvani Vengeance, a three-row, bulletproof beast that looked more like a tactical weapon than a luxury SUV. Felix was behind the wheel, his eyes hidden behind dark aviators, driving with a recklessness that kept my heart in my throat. The cabin was thick with the scent of leather and the heavy, lingering tension of the night before. Daniel and Silas sat in the middle row with me, their shoulders crowding mine. Daddy and Jonas occupied the rear, while Luca sat in the front passenger seat. Every time the tires hit a bump in t