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Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son By Jess Chapter 135
Chapter 135 Macey POV The following morning, I woke to a pinch in my neck. I had hardly slept all night as I fought the urge, vet my attempts to stay awake were unsuccessful, exhaustion eventually taking me. “Shh, my love, it is just a sedative,” Carter murmured as he pulled the syringe from my neck. My fingertips touched the spot. He had handcuffed me to him during the night. I had tried to shift out of my restraints, yet he pounced on me before I even made it a step from the bed. Which earned me the handcuffs for my efforts. He had also drugged me the moment he wrestled me back into the restraints. I had cursed myself all night. I should have held out longer, earned his trust. All night I had stared at the ceiling completely paralyzed. Panic coursed through me as he stabbed me again, this time. “It‘s just precaution. This won‘t paralyze you completely, just stop you from shifting mostly and is more of a muscle relaxant. My father‘s invention, shitty man, but a smart one,” he says. There was so much I could say about his father‘s intelligence, or lack thereof. Yet I held my tongue. Carter waited for the drug to start taking effect, watching me as he got changed as my limbs became heavy, yet I still had feeling in them. He sets a bucket by the bed and my brows furrow. “In case you need to use the bathroom. It should start to wear off just before I get back,” he says. I growled at him, disgusted that he would even think I would use it. If that fucker thinks I am using that, he is surely mistaken. I would rather shit my pants and watch him clean me with no working water here. Pay back for keeping me locked up like a dog. “I know it isn‘t ideal, but just in case. I won‘t be long.” My tongue feels thick in my mouth, so I smile at him, cursing him to the goddess. He leans over the bed as if he sees nothing wrong with the entire scenario and pecks my lips. I hate how the bond reacts to his affections. The goddess really fucked up when she created us. No matter how vile and despicable our mates are, our bonds flourished EUXFN?NL got excited from any form of attention. All I know is when I meet her in the afterlife, I have few choice words for her about this entire mate bond bullshit. One thing I have always been envious about with humans. They seriously have no idea how lucky they are to be able to choose their own destiny and who they allow in it. But no! We shun them and are punished with death unless you‘re an Alpha and pack tethered. What a crock of shit that is. You really fucked that up, Moon Goddess! Shouldn‘t the goddess be a feminist? She is a woman, after all! “I won‘t be long. There is a town about an hour away, so try to rest because tonight we complete the mate bond,” he tells me, brushing his knuckles down my cheek. I turn my head away from him and he growls. “We will complete the mate bond, Macey. I would prefer if you willingly accept that, but if not I will make you submit,” he says, and I turn back to look at him. He growls at me, forcing his aura out to show he is perfectly capable of what he threatened. “Choose wisely Macey, sometimes it is better to give in,” he says before walking out. . Yep, well, he just solidified it now. If I can‘t find a way out of these restraints, I am shitting myself. Let‘s see how willing he is then! Whatever he gave me worked pretty quickly. I found even lifting my head difficult, yet I could move, so that was something as I rolled off the bed and hit the floor with a hard thump and I groaned. The floor was harder than it looked, or maybe it was because I felt like dead weight. Yet once on the ground, I tried to sit up, managing to prop myself up against the bedside table. Man, I felt so heavy and my body tingled like it had pins and needles., I glanced around the room, yet even I knew it was pointless. There was nothing here that would break the thick chain, and then what? Should I try to roll my way out of here or army crawl? I would be lucky to make it off the porch. I stare at the plastic bucket before growling and smacking it with my hand. The bucket skidded across the floor by the fire and that took way too much effort for such a small movement. Minutes passed as I looked around the room before resting my head back on the bedside table, the angle making me stare off at the ceiling and fireplace. My mind wanders to Taylor wondering what she is doing, gosh I missed her. Wondering what she had for breakfast, wondering whether it was Everly or Zoe who tucked her in last night and kissed her forehead. Time slipped by as I stared at the roof when my eyes moved to the huge antlers above the fireplace. I wondered what they were off and if the poor creature suffered. I was running out of time and he would be back soon and I was no closer to escaping and I had no idea Kalen and John were looking for me. The girls would be questioning my absence. They know I would never leave Taylor. I just need to hold out a little longer, I thought to myself when Carter‘s words came back to me about having to mate with him. My entire body shuddered with revulsion. A tear slipped down my cheek. I wanted to go home, back to my daughter and back to my idiot boyfriend who thinks I don‘t want him because he had a bad leg. Fool of a man, what use is his leg to me? I didn‘t care for his leg, only his damn heart. Yet for some reason, my eyes kept going back to those hideous antlers. I blink, my senses coming to me after my little pity party. Chewing my lip, I wondered how much time I wasted being a sook. How much longer did I have left? I wasn‘t sure, but I had to try. So, with every bit of strength I had, I pulled myself to my feet. My legs were feeling a little better though the pins and needles feeling made each step agony, my muscles locking up, not wanting to cooperate. I stagger to the fireplace, gripping the mantle to hold myself up. I reach one arm up and tug on the antlers, trying to unhook the damn thing from the wall. When I managed it, I wasn‘t expecting the weight, and it crashed to the ground with a loud a bang. I collapse on the ground, the exertion far too much. Yet now I got it down. How will I get it back up there? I was getting more movement, but nowhere near fast enough. Shaking my head, I decided to figure out that later. For now, I needed to break a piece off. This place had no knives, not even a damn spoon. It was terrible eating noodles with my fingers last night. Gritting my teeth, I use the fireplace to help stand before grabbing one side of the antlers and stomping the end, trying to break one of the spikes off. What felt like forever later, I managed to break off a chunk about the length from my elbow to wrist. Now to get it back up there, I glanced up at the tiny hook. As long as he didn‘t look too hard at it he wouldn‘t notice I broke a piece off. Yet getting it back on the hook was another mission that left me staggering back to the bed covered in sweat. I stare at the piece of the antler. It was pretty blunt, so I definitely could brandish it as a weapon in this state. I would never get enough force behind it while sedated. Yet it was something, and something was better than nothing, so I tucked it down between the mattress and the headboard. And just in time because it was only roughly ten minutes later that I heard noise from outside. I held my breath as the door creaked open. Carter steps in with a backpack over one shoulder. He toes off his shoes, stepping out of them and leaving them at the door. “Did you rest?” he asks as he walks through the cabin to the small kitchen. He sets some stuff down before rummaging through the bags. “I need to use the luxury bathroom we have here,” I tell him, and he glances over his shoulder at me. “I see you are still in a mood,” he states, and I look away. “How about we go to the stream where you can bathe before the sun goes down? I bought toiletries,” he says. “Sounds splendid,” I drawl. “Tone Macey or I will wash your mouth out with soap, so don‘t tempt me. I am being nice. I don‘t have to be,” he growls, and …
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Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son By Jess Chapter 134
Chapter 134 John POV “Where are we going?” Marcus asks me, and I glance over at him as I pull out of the garage and onto the street. We were going to meet Kalen outside the city. “To meet up with Kalen,” I tell Marcus. “I just don’t get why Carter would take Macey. We …
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Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son By Jess Chapter 133
Chapter 133 Zoe POV I had been waiting with Marcus at Everly’s place for hours since Marcus brought me here after getting the kids from school, yet Macey still hadn’t returned home and I was beginning to worry, she hated leaving me alone and always stuck to her times, one thing about Macey was she …
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Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son By Jess Chapter 132
Chapter 132 Macey Pov I awoke to fingertips brushing up and down my arm. The chill in the air made me inhale deeply as cingles spread up my arm where his fingertips caressed. I pretended to remain asleep when the vibration of a phone ringing beside my head buzzed and vibrated against the wooden cupboard it …
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The Silent Alpha by StephanieLight Chapter 72
Chapter 72 The Cliffs Think about your mate!” Tylen calls after me, the mention of Talia making me halt in my place “Think about your pup,” he adds softly when he manages to catch up. “That kid still needs a Dad. You have a family to return to. You have to think with your head …
The Silent Alpha by StephanieLight Chapter 71
71. The Fog *** Zane*** “Are the canisters in place?” “Yes, for the umpteenth time, Toran! They are!” Taryn groans. “Would you stop questioning my abilities? You insult me,” she huffs. Toran rolls his eyes at her but the hint of a smile on his lips tells me he enjoys pestering his little sister. The Alpha then turns to Tylen and I, taking a deep breath to gather all of his thoughts. He takes a utility belt and an armlet with a built–in pouch and explains the tools within them. Opening a pouch on the belt, Toran pulls out small metal beads and holds them between his thumb and forefinger “These are silver beads. They are coated with a thin layer of aluminum to allow you to hold them. Give these to Tylen if there‘s an attack. He will charge them and when they detonate, they‘ll release silver shrapnel that will do some serious damage.” He points to a number of small grenade–looking things on the belt. “These contain silver nitrate and wolfsbane gas,” Toran explains. “Useful for providing cover.” ety, toss, and run. This s**t travels and it burns if it touches you.” Tylen interjects. One by one, Toran explains all the contents of the belt. “And one more thing,” he adds, his voice growing very serious. “Do not, under any circumstances, enter the water.” Tylen and Taryn nod in agreement with the Alpha.“ There are guns positioned within the cliffs all around the islands that shoot pellets containing magnesium and silver nitrate into the water. Upon contact with the water, the magnesium and silver explode and you do not want to be anywhere near when that happens. We also have canisters in the surrounding water containing pressurized silver nitrate, wolfsbane, and nightshade. The gas is extremely poisonous and we only have a handful of antidote vials available.” He pulls out two preloaded syringes from his pocket and puts them in my armlet. “I pray you never need this but this is the antidote. The guns and canisters are motion–sensored so DO NOT ENTER THE WATER.” “Also remember, your only job is to protect the bunker. No matter what happens, you stay on the bunker island. We‘ll handle the rest of the islands,” Taryn explains. “Anyone who tries to get into the bunker is killed on sight. No questions asked.” Inod silently, Toran lost in thought for a moment. “Are we done with the sermon?” Tylen snaps, turning on his heel. “If so, we better get moving.” “Tylen,” Toran calls out, Tylen pausing by the door. “Be careful son.” “I don‘t need you looking out for me,” Tylen snaps, Toran doing his best to remain calm. “Zane, let‘s go.” The tension in the room is uncomfortable, but Toran lets the disrespect slide, very likely worrying about more pressing matters. “Goddess be with you,” Toran says to us before turning to his sister and getting back to work planning out the last details of their attack. It‘s a simple blessing, but having never heard those words from my own father, I find myself standing a little taller as I turn to leave. Trush to keep up with Tylen as he storms out of the meeting room, walking past several soldiers who salute him on his way out. Once out of the house, we make our way towards the northern part of the island covered in dense forest. I feel my heart rate accelerate as we maneuver our way through the thick trees until we reach an unassuming stone formation. Tylen lifts a small stone and a secret passageway reveals itself within the ground. “Let‘s go,” Tylen sighs. “The faster we get to the bunker, the better.” Tylen leads the way in and I follow him into the darkness, doing my best to stay focused and remain calm. “You‘ll be fine,” Tylen mutters as we walk through the dark passageway. “We shouldn‘t get much action on the bunker island.” He says nothing more, the silence allowing my mind to drift off to my Talia and our pup. I hope they are sleeping peacefully together. I hope they are okay. I think of my moms too and how they must be feeling right now with us gone. I don‘t know Tylen but I hope he treats Agnes well. She‘s had enough heartbreak to last a lifetime. “l–is Toran g–good to my mom?” I blurt out, anxiously waiting for Tylen‘s reply. Thear the hesitation in Tylen‘s footsteps when I ask the question and it makes me nervous that I may not want to know the answer, “He treats her like a queen,” Tylen replies after a long pause. “She‘s always safe with him.” “1–1 see,” I sigh in relief knowing my mother was not in pain all these years with Toran. “I–I was just wonder–wondering since y–you and y–your dad are… Well m–my father… u–used to hu–hurt us,” I say, growing very nervous with the direction of this conversation. “I–I just thought may–maybe he hurts y–you too.” Tylen heaves a long tired sigh. “My father is a complicated man…” Toran says. “He‘s not abusive… but for an intelligent man, he‘s an i***t someti–” He stops mid sentence, holding his hand up so l halt in my tracks. We go still, listening to the sounds of the tunnel, “f**k!” Tylen snarls, grabbing me by the collar of my shirt and dragging me deeper into the tunnel. “Radar picked up Scarlett Haven‘s movement about a mile off our coast. A thick fog has rolled in over the islands so our drones won‘t see jack s**t for the next few hours. We‘ve been moved to the western island closest to the harbor. That‘s the expected entry point for Sebastian‘s ambush. We‘ll head to the watch tower and keep an eye on the shoreline until the fog clears up.” Tylen keeps us close to the walls of the tunnels, muttering ‘Where is it? Where is it‘ to himself. He breathes a sigh of relief when he finds a closet door in the tunnel equipped with gas masks. “Here, take this,” he instructs, handing me a mask. He digs further into the closet, finding a trunk at the very back. He pulls out two rifles and hands me one of them. “Just in case,” he says. “They are loaded with silver bullets, so we should be good to go. Stay close to me,” he instructs, leading me once more down the tunnel. We reach a four–way intersection, Tylen pushing me towards the western tunnel. After what seems like an eternity, we finally see the exit and I shield my eyes from the blinding light. When we resurface, a thick layer of fog covers the entire island. _ “This way,” Tylen shouts after examining a compass. “The tower is this way.” I grow nervous as we travel on foot through the fog for a while, but Grayson keeps me sane with his stupidity. “Hold onto your fanny pack, hooman. We might need your little balls,” he says sarcastically Not long into our sprint, we find the watchtower hidden between two large trees. It is a tall wooden structure resembling a small bird house with a ladder running up the side. We climb into the box and find it equipped with a table, a trunk of supplies, and a siren. Tylen unlocks the metal trunk glued to the floor of the tower and pulls out a large telescope, setting it up so it faces the waters just beyond the main island. He then hands me a set of binoculars. “Keep your eyes on the water surrounding the main island. We are expecting a lot of movement soon,” Tylen instructs. From his pocket, he pulls out a radio and puts it on the table. “Comms with all the units. You don‘t have a mindlink with us so this is the next best thing.” He sets it to channel two. “Think about your family,” Tylen sighs, patting my back. “It helps to think of something important during a war. It makes it feel like your fight is worth something after all.” My mind, however, wanders to my father, wondering what it will be like to face him now in these circumstances. We last saw each other after I was beaten and thrown out of the pack and now I‘m fighting a war against him and my former pack. It suddenly dawns on me that I will be fighting the soldiers I grew up watching as they trained. Is it wrong that I don‘t feel any remorse for switching sides? I wonder. Scarlett …
The Silent Alpha by StephanieLight Chapter 70
70. An unexpected gift ***Natalia*** Agnes runs away as soon as Tylen and Zane leave, slamming the door to her room shut behind her with a loud bang before any of us can ask what just happened. “Uh oh, mommy,” Kota whispers. “Egg–ness is sad. Why is she sad?” “I don‘t know, Kota,” I murmur, kissing his forehead and inhaling the scent of his hair to calm my racing heart. “I don‘t know.” Rionna clears her throat, reminding me that we are not alone in the room and she smiles sheepishly when I look up at her. “I should get going,” she whispers quietly, holding a thick envelope in her hands. “Goodnight. CU I hear the sob in her throat and hold out my hand to her. “Are you alright?” I ask, Rionna struggling to hold her smile. “I‘m fine,” She whispers, turning to hide her face. Knowing she is trying to be strong and we currently only have each other to lean on, I gently rest my hand on her shoulder to offer her support. “Are you alright?” I repeat, the tears that she‘s been holding back finally rolling down her cheeks. She shakes her head and covers her eyes with her hands. “Mommy, why is Nona sad?” Kota asks, Rionna chuckling despite the tears clinging to her eyes. “Kota, my love, can you go to my room and bring me a washcloth for Nona?” I ask, setting Kota down. “They‘re in the dresser.” He nods his head gingerly and stomps away, whispering “cloth for Nona” to himself. I sit down on the sofa, patting the seat next to me for Rionna. She heaves a heavy sigh, her fingers fumbling with the envelope in her hands. “Toran asked me for a divorce,” Rionna whispers, my heart sinking to my stomach for her.” He sent me the papers with Tylen–“ She pauses for a moment, her anger breaking through and she throws the envelope across the room, several pages spilling out. “The coward didn‘t even have the decency to say it to my face that he no longer loves me,” Rionna whimpers into her hands. “He lied to me about Zane and he‘s involved him in this war and now this!” She cries angrily, looking up from her hands. “And you want to know the sick part?” A weak smile spreads across her cheeks. “I still love him.” The hurt in her voice is all too familiar to me and I give her hand a tight squeeze to let her know I‘m here for her. “I still loved Christian after I divorced him,” I whisper as Rionna wipes her tears. “I remember hating myself for still having feelings for him.” “I was unaware you were divorced,” Rionna sighs. “Two very long years of marriage,” I shrug. “It seems like a distant memory now that I think about it. But my circumstances were different.” “How so?” “My husband slept with my sister,” I laugh bitterly. “I was a few weeks pregnant when I found out.” “I‘m sorry,” Rionna says with a sad smile. “Don‘t be,” I reply, giving her hand another squeeze. “It was for the best. I didn‘t realize how unhappy I was with him or how much I had given up of myself to be his wife until I walked away. Zane and Grayson changed everything. I‘ve felt more love these past few weeks than I ever did in my two years with Christian. That‘s why I want to marry him. Zane‘s love is not empty. It‘s gentle and patient. Our bond is not the only thing keeping us together.” “Toran and I have no bond between us but we have love… or so I thought,” Rionna sighs. “I could tell he was broken inside when I first woke up in the hospital room,” she says with a soft smile. “He was looking out the window watching Tylen practice his fighting stances out on the hospital lawn. I didn‘t know who he was but I knew he was as lost as I was… so thought perhaps we could help each other find what we were looking for.” “Did you know what he did to you?” I ask, wondering how she could fall for the same man who took her life. “He never tried to hide it,” Rionna responds. “In fact, Toran brought it up every chance he got whenever he felt I was getting too close. He was very determined to push me away and never love again.” She stares down at the divorce papers littering the floor. “I guess he got what he wanted.” Anger suddenly laces her voice again and she stands on her feet. “I hate him!” she screams into her hands, but even I can see that is a lie. “Why can‘t I hate him?” she whimpers. **** k * * Kota returns with the washcloth and as he comes closer, I notice something else is tucked under his arm. “Here you go, Mommy,” Kota smiles, handing me the cloth for Rionna. “Kota, what‘s that under your arm?” I ask, my eyes widening in shock as I look closer. “Look Mommy, I found a worm!” He says, showing me the large black dildo he tucked in his armpit. “It has babies, Mommy. See?” He asks, pointing to the ballsack at the end. No f*****g way!! S****m internally much to Devina‘s amusement. Rionna covers her mouth to hold back her laughter while I curse Celina for gifting it to me in the first place. …
The Silent Alpha by StephanieLight Chapter 69
69. Chaos ***Christian*** My phone rings non stop as I drive to the coven, my father’s name flashing on the caller ID. Would you pick up the f***g phone already? Jack snarts. It’s driving me crazy f**k you, I mutter, my eyes flicking to the rear view mirror where I catch a glimpse of my …