Novel & Cerita Rachel Scott Book

As I’m running for Rachel, something terrible happens. I’m so close, I can sense her. I can feel her. My mate is within reach. But then a solid body slams against me. It’s the alpha of the pack and he’s not going to let me go so easily. I fall to the ground under the unexpected force of his attack. Rachel seems further away than ever. “You’re dead,” he snarls at me. “I’m done with trying to deal with you. Your fate was sealed the moment you dared return here.”

My ears twitched with every crackle of the firewood and every weight shift on the couch behind me. My two favorite humans were lying there, breathing in sync under the big quilt Lilac liked to steal from her bed. I could sometimes hear the gentle hush of their voices—low murmurs, soft laughter, the sounds that only happened when people felt safe. And they felt safe now with each other. Makayla didn’t sound like she was scared anymore. She’d been different after Lilac saved us from the snow. Tense. Quiet. Wounded in ways I couldn’t lick better. But now… I caught the shift in her scent. She smelled like comfort. Like, want. Like someone who had been seen and chosen.

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

Milady, I know you don't know me and probably will never know me or hear from me after this, but there is something you need to know. My name is Scarlet and I am a bar wench down by the taverns. Your Austin talks about you often, and I know many things about you. The reason I do is because he has slept with me time and again while he was looking for you and assumed you never wanted to see him again. He has no intention of telling you any of this for fear that you will never trust him again. I hope you get all that you deserve, milady. Scarlet

she began but Ralph interfered rudely. "She doesn't get free, Scott Marshall. So drop your plans," said Ralph, banging his table and getting up from his seat. Scott grinned and watched Ralph's antics. "Raven, that would be all. Go back to your cubicle and complete the work that I have sent you," barked Ralph. "Y-yes sir," said Raven, eager to escape. She opened her door and ran away to her workplace. Scott grinned at his friend's condition. "God, man, you're smitten with her," he said and Jaxon too laughed.

I met Lawson at home in the sitting room, he attacked me immediately I stepped my foot inside, it was as if he had been waiting for me for a while. “ How dare you Rachel, What gave you the audacity to monitor my movements, and you have the guts to ask for the help of my worker, and she stupidly accepts such foolish tasks. Anyways, if you ever try such nonsense again, you will have yourself to blame”. He hissed and was about to go upstairs.

RACHEL She had hesitated. I knew she had some medical skills. After all, she was the one who had checked Ruby and said she was fine. Additionally, she was the one who often spoke about pursuing further studies to become a doctor, as she wasn't particularly interested in fighting, despite being able to defend herself quite well. She'd use her skills to save people. Yet, she said nothing until she knew the mission would be cancelled. I wondered if the cancellation was far more important than her friend. She could still be furious, but this situation was dire, and I didn't know she'd feel that much reluctance. I sagged into Elijah as I suddenly felt the strength leaving my body.

And my strong but stupid brother wouldn't be able to win a fight against an angry mate. "Feel free. Maybe she will stop trying to jump my bones. Black hair and big lips," Scott says, straining on the last rep. I walk with a purpose towards my usual ring. I feel my stress from today build along with my protection for Scott. I am going to let her have it. Sure enough, two girls are in my ring: a blonde and a girl with straight black hair. I tilt my head a bit, examing the black-haired beauty. She is the she-wolf who was staring at me in the packhouse. She is a few inches shorter than me and lacks form. But she is still as pretty as the day in the packhouse. Finally, I can put my curiosity to r