Rebekah Originals นิยาย & เรื่องราว

—the possibility that he might be fighting the same fire made her bold. Rebekah chose her outfit carefully. Nothing obvious; she wasn’t stupid. She pulled on a soft, oversized T-shirt that slipped off one shoulder, the thin fabric clinging just enough to hint at the lack of a bra underneath. Pair it with the same sleep shorts from last night, riding low on her hips. Bare feet, tousled hair left loose and messy. Innocent enough for “just woke up,” but every movement would tease. She took a deep breath and stepped out into the hallway.

Rebekah look away with a sigh escaping her lips, she walked towards the bed and lay on it. "Girl you can't blame me you know, with the numerous dates I'm made go to, I got tired at some point." "So you're just sending your friend into the lion's den unprotected," I mumbled, rolling my eye. Rebekah abruptly sat up as if remembering something. "I don't know if this helps but he's a Ceo and his father is a high school friend of my dad's, oh what was his name again, Ummm I think it's Alexander Morgan."

Rebeccah's POV The day my mate chose to leave me was on the very day we had decided to become one. "I, Caleb Parker, the next alpha of the Shadow Hills pack reject you, Rebeccah Smith as my mate and future Luna" The words burned through me with the worst kind of pain. I couldn't believe what was happening. Why the sudden change from him? Everything had been okay all this while. Or has it?

Chapter 1 (Becky's POV) "ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW?" I was looking at Gareth with wide eyes full of shock. He was about to fire my ass and ruin my reputation in the world of fashion. And why? Because he was a cheating lying asshole! Let's take a break so I can tell you a bit more about the details shall we? Let me first introduce myself. My name is Rebecka Collins but everyone calls me Becky and not many even know my full name honestly, that's how rare I use it.

Rebekah was the one that did most of the planning but Jonah was in charge of keeping them safe. “Beck, you heard what the merchant said. ‘A big coven’? That has to be Silver Moon Coven. They’ve gotta be close. And if they have managed to track the girl this far with the glamour on there’s no telling what would happen if we take it off.” His argument was fair. But Rebekah was expecting this. She got up and went to a closet. A few moments later she came back with a box of crystals. “I’ve been charging these.”

I reached down, my smooth fingers tracing the soft, delicate fabric. Submissive? To the man I had begged to love me? The man I had gone on my knees and wept for while the whole kingdom labeled me a monster? A dark, sharp smile cut across my lips, my violet-grey eyes gleaming with a terrifying clarity. Like hell I'd do that. I wasn't that girl anymore. I turned away from the bed, looking past Rhea toward the hallway. I stepped to the door, opened it slightly, and spotted a low-ranking omega servant scrubbing the baseboards a few paces down the corridor.

Then, where could he be if he wasn’t here? “Rebekah. You made a promise to Rohan not to tell a single soul about this,” Jarred said, returning his gaze to her. “Especially her.” Rebekah sighed and rubbed her forehead. It looked like the stress was finally getting to her and she was about to set off like a bomb. “I didn’t want any of this. I told him to leave me out of this, but no! He just had to drag me back into it!” Rebekah barked at the top of her voice.