Rebels Kenobi Novels & Stories

” Soon after he concluded Jrue swiped his blade down and the arm was severed clean off. PRESENT In two days' time, the clash that had been brewing for a long time was nearing its arrival. And born from the clash would be an organization of an unlikely partnership between several individuals who had one aim, to take down the Heads and the Clans of Tomasa Children. That battle would be the origin of the Rebel Alliance!

Astaroth salutes. Rex thanked the clan master instead for helping them clear the trash from the true rebels. Though Kent had plans to deal with them after the war, it would be too late if they returned to civilian life. It would be much easier to deal with disobedient soldiers now while they are still under his command. The captain further explained the situation of the rebels was mostly composed of abusive people including those the ones Astaroth caught for them. "I see, Captain, give my regards to the Progenitor… I must go back and tend to my duties." He proclaimed.

Leo pushed off the wall and we moved back into the chamber. Juno had her tablet up, face pale. "Calia," she said. "She's been broadcasting for the last twenty minutes. Live feed to every pack channel in the territory." Juno turned the screen toward us. "She got there first." On screen, Calia stood in front of the Redline arena with a microphone, platinum hair perfect, green eyes burning. And she was holding Leo's Shade Wolf helmet. "The Rebellion's leader," Calia said to the camera, "is Elionna Reyes.”

“Kill me father! Send me out of the clan! Break my link to the pack, turn me rogue I don't care but I don't want to be anywhere near you all! You disgust me! Send me out! Banish me from the pack!“ Kieran dashed towards me to grip my arms and I flinched from his touch, “Don't make things worse than it already is, Renna! You won't last out there if your father chooses to turn you a rogue! Get a grip on yourself for fuck's sake!“ "Get away from me! I'd rather die out there than be stuck here with you all.“ From where I sat, I saw Leia clutching her head tight, groaning before falling to the ground with a loud thud.

“Wait… Cyrus is their dad?” Cyrus stepped in, calm but firm. “Yes. Is that going to be a problem?” He tilted his head slightly, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Because judging by the look on your face, it seems like you already met.” Kairo, who shared the same striking green eyes as mine, furrowed his brows—though I could tell he was only pretending to be serious—as he turned toward Cyrus. “Dad, we didn’t mean to listen in or anything,” he started, glancing quickly at me. “But Killian and Kyle noticed something… They pointed out the necklace that woman isbwearing. Said it looks exactly like the dog’s collar back at home.”

"Why are you showing me this now?" He stepped closer. "Because if we're going to do this... really do this... I need to know you still trust me." I looked up. And for the first time in weeks... I didn't have an answer Later , Rebel Council Chamber The circle was full. All twenty seats. Kieran stood in the center, voice like steel. "We do not bargain with tyrants." Whispers rose like smoke. I stepped forward. "Then we burn with them." Eyes turned.

However, Rebecca chose Luke's choice, butch still left a wound in Ken's heart. Pack Winterblood was not far from Alpha Aleardo's palace, and within minutes, Ken had arrived at the main gate. The guards recognized him well, no one doubted Ken. Moreover, Lucas, Rebecca and Luke's son, was always happy to see Ken. Without difficulty, Ken should be able to enter the palace easily.

They huddled together in fear, caught between the rogue wolf's hidden accomplices and the beta enforcers who couldn't risk a shot. Charlotte Reed crouched among them, her face drained of color. She clutched her phone uselessly, territory enforcers already on their way but too far to help now. "How did we get into this?" she whispered to no one in particular. "One minute we were in class, and now..." Her words trailed off as she watched the scene unfolding on the bridge. Florian Nightshade stood motionless, his powerful frame silhouetted against the sky. The briefcase of gold bars lay open at his feet, glinting in the sunlight.

And he decided against it when he felt the cold feeling of the gun against his thighs, if he tried what he thought, he would become crippled right away. “Maze, I will see you later, okay?” Crypto said and walked out of the club with the girl. He didn’t think he would see maze again. Crypto was surprised to see his men with others unconscious, on the ground…he side eyed the tiny girl and wondered whether she was able to render them unconscious with her size. That is impossible…his men was one of the best militants in the country… for them to be made unconscious by a small girl will make a very good joke.

Damon's POV I got Bianca back. The price was Nora. "Get everyone!" I roared at Marco. "Find Viktor!" Two hours later, the dockyards were on fire. I burned down every Kozlov family stronghold in New York, one by one. I snapped Viktor's neck with my own hands and watched the life drain from his eyes. The satisfaction of revenge lasted only a few minutes. But when the smoke cleared, the rage faded, leaving only a hollow ache where my heart used to be.