Rebels Iron Squadron Novels & Stories

The rebels were relentless. They weren’t just rebels—they were desperate. Clothed in stitched armor, wearing mismatched insignias, some limping or missing fingers. And yet—fierce. Too fierce for just a rogue group. “This isn’t normal,” Alaric muttered, blocking a heavy strike, slamming his sword through a man’s chest. “Someone’s funding them.” “Good. I need a new face to electrocute.” Lightning burst again from my palm, and this time the sky answered.

I ordered steely. It was rather convenient to label her the leader of the resistance; how did a drone even manage to make its way here? A calculating move to declare war, The Rebel’s Creed has the confidence and the resources to fight us. “They started this war. I’ll finish it.”

“Where will we go?” “To the Iron Howl,” I replied. “To the Lycans.” He paled. “They’re monsters.” “So am I.” His silence said enough. He believed me. But what he didn’t know was that the Iron Howl pack, once Kael’s most brutal war force was now fractured. Half remained loyal to him. The other half… were waiting for someone strong enough to lead them into rebellion. And I intended to be that someone. Even if it meant bleeding for it.

My warriors are brave and well-trained, fighting with honour. I realize slowly that the rebels we’re fighting aren’t an army–not strictly. They’re a lot of bodies, and some are certainly well-trained in combat, but not all of them. Elder Jet has been doing what he can to make up for skill in numbers, but he can only do so much. Besides, with Alpha Jameson long dead and Alpha Leo firmly on our side, there’s not a commanding officer in sight. As I hurl myself into combat against another group of rebels, I can hear my heart nearly pounding out of my chest.

apart from the endless clawing and banging sounds from inside the cawurhi. "My Deltas were on one of their regular scouting missions when they stumbled upon on their bases..The Cut bastards." Alpha Knox narrated. "We lost seven good Deltas out of twelve. Despite the the fact that it was a sneak attack." He spat, gesturing to one of his Deltas to continue the narration.

SCARLET (EVE SANCHEZ)POV "I can assure you Mr Black that you won't regret working with us... As you already know, we are the best in this field, and despite having so many other franchises, we are still at the top of the charts, once you give your approval for this project, we will not only own the chart but the returns will be used for the betterment of the country" I explained with a smile on my face. Mr Black smiled. "A lot of people want that land that you are after Scarlet Antonio Rivera... And you are so young... "

Chapter 2: Rebel ~Wren~ I slink in through the loose shingles on the roof, softly landing in our makeshift hideout loft. It isn’t much, honestly, it looks like a child’s playhouse, but when all the outliers are beggars or thieves, it’s hard to come by nice things for a rebel headquarters. We are lucky that Ms. Grayford is deaf and never travels upstairs. Not that she would care if she did. She hates Alpha Alden as much as we all do.

Unless it’s a full moon, it’s nearly impossible to know we’re anything different than humans. Duncan Henna, the Chicago Pack’s Alpha, lost his son last night. One of the bodies laid out on the cold ground, his soul sucked free by a ruthless demon. My muscles bulge against the fabric of my thermal, doing my best to hold him from charging from our pack house in South Barrington, Illinois. Even with the strength of ten of us, we’re barely restraining him. Corrine, his wife, our Luna, and a nurse, fights to reach his neck, the needle on the syringe leaking the tranquilizer we’re trying to inject him with.

Venera concluded. The prince was staring in awe at the two rebels in front of him. They had a whole hierarchy of operations. The 10 weren't just ten teenagers rebelling for the sake of it. They were organized and deliberate with what they did. This was so much more than Felix had given them credit for.