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Doltyn clapped Marco’s back. “No, really, Marco should help you.” Storm told him. “They are a hand full for just one person, especially my little Rebel.” She looked down at Rebel, who had a mischievous smile on his face. She knew he was up to no good. “Rebel, you better be a good boy for Doltyn.” Storm scolded. “Yesh mama, I will be good boy.” Rebel smirked at her; they couldn’t see that he had his fingers crossed behind his back.

Storm chuckled, “I did. She wanted to be kept in the loop at all fucking times. She’s probably sending the calvary, since I haven’t been able to reach her.” I stopped, looking over at Storm in shock. Was Leia in danger? Why was he so calm about it? Why couldn’t he reach my mate? What was happening? “Why not?” “The bullets... and the wolfsbane..." Storm explained, raising his eyebrow at me, and I took a breath of relief. “So you’re not the calvary?” I joked, trying not to show Storm how scared I had been. This damn drug was still messing with my head.

I said. As they haul the rogue away, I look to my mate. Her fur is covered in blood but I don’t care. “You both are incredible fighters.” As I run my hand through her fur. “I will make sure you and Cronos have your time together too beautiful. Can you shift for me so I can talk to Rebel?” Roxie licks my face and then steps back and pulls a shift. When Rebel appears in front of me, she is completely covered in blood. “Do you always get attacked by this many rogues Austin?” She asks, looking around like she is trying to make sure there are no more threats. She thinks like a beta and fights like an Alpha. I’m still reeling at how amazing she was during the fight.

On the right, three rogues tried to flank, slipping through a thinner patch of underbrush. Luna stomped her heel. The earth there heaved, roots wrenching upward like grasping hands, tangling around rogue paws and ankles. They went down in a tangle of limbs and curses. Rebel’s squad was there a瞬 later, falling on them with efficient brutality. Hot, coppery scent of blood filled the air. Her storm snarled, wanting more. She leashed it. This wasn’t about slaughter. It was about holding. Holding land.

They are shocked to see the Moon Goddess has made Alpha Tate my mate but are happy to see I’ve been rejected. Everyone smirks and laughs as I try to stand up. I have to use the wall to lean on as I flee the hallway and return to my attic. I burst into tears as I lay on my mattress. Mate rejected us! Storm says sadly. 'This is our fate now, Storm. We will never be anything more than "Slave" to this pack, and we will never know what it will be like to have a mate and what it’s like to be loved.' I sob.

We had reached a clearing in the forest, and without a word, Storm sat down. I guess we were having a break from our walk. I stood near him, wondering when he would finally finish. “When I did reach Aeryn, she had found her family again. And they locked my ass up. I mean, rightfully so. I thought they would kill me, but they didn’t. The Omari men, they were like therapists, coming to my cell each day to talk to me. To be there for me. It was really fucking confusing to me, because no father figure had ever been kind to me. Besides, I tried to kill one of their own. So why would they even try?”

Storm's embrace comforted me, but my instincts screamed, warning. Storm knew he was out there too, somewhere, he also knew that he would not dare come here. But he had no problem manipulating others to do his dirty work, "He's out there," I whispered, my lips brushing against Storm's ear. His hands cupped my ass. pulling me tighter to his growing cock. "We know," he replied, his voice low and reassuring. "We won't let him near you or Flame," he responded still dancing tight with me, making me want him even more.

Whoever Alpha Corvin is, his land is prepared for war—or for hiding things that don’t want to be found. My body feels like it’s been wrung out and left to dry. Storm curls inward, smaller than she’s ever been since the battle. “I hate this”, she mutters faintly. I almost smile despite myself. “You almost tore the sky in half.” “And look where it got us,” she snaps back. “Chains. Cart. Captured. Zero dignity.” I close my eyes for a moment, letting the rhythm of the wheels soothe the ache in my bones. You’re hurt.

I was level again when a gang of ten rebels exploded from the trees howling pursuit, their odours foul with sweat and treachery. Plunging into the underbrush, ripping our clothes on thorns, but they were upon us in less than a minute. Solana spun first, her alpha aura roiling like a bonfire as she hammered into the rudder’s chest with a blow that caved him in, ribs making audible crunches.

But I was just an omega wolf, my strength, and that of every other omegas, was nothing but baby-pushes. The dungeon door swung open and the sound of the guard's footsteps echoed through the air. He seized my arm with a firm grip, yanking me away from her with a violent force. I was sent hurtling across the room, crashing onto the unforgiving ground. My gaze burned with fury as I glared at Lillian, who stood behind the guard. I wanted to rip her apart for the shocking confession she had made. The thought of her mating with my mate was utterly overwhelming and unforgiving.