Hey Rebels, Sorry this chapter was really pushing the wire. Sometimes that happens, and I appreciate the patience and grace. We finally found out who Mr. Wolf is...did you guess right in the poll in Emma's Little Rebels? Tomorrow we get our first Xander chapter ever! We continue the dinner from his POV. Trust me this shit show hasn't even started yet. Monday 4/3 begins my daily updates Monday-Saturday by 11 pm EST. I do not update on Sundays. No update 3/30 or 3/31 as I will have family in town. If you havent read book 1 "Possessive Mates: The Silver Run Series." I recommend you check out Damon and Elle's story :). Thank you for the gems, comments, reviews, shares and likes I appreciate them all! XOXO Emma Taylor
XANDER POV Ares, my wolf, circles impatiently while I pace in front of the cabin door, waiting on my Beta to hurry his ass along. Staying true to her word, Alpha Elle has provided a space for my rogues. A part of her community that is no longer in use, that my collective is busy remodeling. What started as a mutually beneficial partnership has turned into a genuine friendship with the Alpha couple. ‘I swear if that buffoon doesn’t get his ass down those stairs,’ Ares growls, his patience quickly running out. ‘I will go up there and drag him down.’ “Can you stop looking at yourself in the mirror now?” I call up the stairs, as Fletcher appears with a devilish grin on his face. “What’s the rush, buttercup?” he asks, as he comes down the stairs, giving me a little wink and his patented smile that leaves girls swooning. “We’re late,” I remind him, touching my watch before turning toward the door, grabbing my keys from the hook. My hand on the knob, ready to walk out the door when he o
XANDER POV XANDER POV The entire room sits in awkward silence while Nora is in the restroom. Glancing around the room, I find Matt glaring at Fletcher, who keeps sending sly winks and smiles at Charity. I swear Matt is on the verge of throwing himself across the table, but of course my troublesome Beta has no qualms. The other side of me is no better, with Andrew and Theo glaring at each other. The sexual tension between them is so thick, I don’t understand how the hell Nora can’t see it. How she is letting Theo make a fool of her..This entire room knows those two are more than they claim but are too afraid to admit it. Why can’t she? Then we have the Alpha couple, with amused smiles and glances among the rest of us. Those fuckers are too intuitive for their own good. Clearing his throat, Damon speaks, being the first to break the silence. “So Elle and I were talking,” he says with a smile in her direction, and a pang of jealousy rings through my heart at what my friend has. “We
NORA POVViola hasn’t stopped whimpering or pacing since I sat down in the den with Charity and Elle. Only half listening to the banter between the other women in the room. My ears focused on overhearing Xander’s silky smooth voice traveling underneath the doorway.Each second that passes without hearing him feels like absolute agony. I barely know the man to be reacting this way, but regardless of how I try to stop it, I can’t.“How are you liking Silver Run so far?” Elle asks, her weird bi-colored eyes boring into me like she is trying to peer into my soul.“It’s beautiful,” I return, keeping my answers short and sweet, still unsure on how to take the Alpha, and her mate, Damon. Viola’s keeping her impressions of the two close to the vest, but Xander’s distractions aren’t helping.“How is it staying with Simon and Theo?” Charity asks, tucking her knees underneath her feet.“Great,” I say with a smile, unintentionally relaxing into the seat. “We haven’t gotten into a routine. It was v
THEO POV THEO POV FLASHBACK 3 DAYS BEFORE THE ALPHA MATING CEREMONY (Before Theo meets Nora). With each passing day, I swear it gets harder to continue being angry. The more I try to hold on to it, the faster it seems to slip through my fingertips, fading into the ether. Cerberus and I are miserable, unable to sleep, anxious, and nauseous. Not talking to Drew has been miserable. The longer I stew over this stupid fight, the more I realize how hypocritical I’ve been. If the roles had been reversed, I would have made similar choices if my Alpha needed me to, without blinking. How can I judge him knowing that? With Damon and Elle in Silver Run planning for the ceremony, I have the freedom to escape for a day or two. Before my Alpha even makes it to the gate, I am on my way out. Six hours later, I am nodding my way past the warrior at the New Moon gate on my way to the Tyler household. Winding through the streets, my fingers tapping along the steering wheel as anxiety churns in my
THEO POVPRESENT DAY -THEO’S BEDROOM.Tears sit in my eyes as I retell Nora of the second worst day of my life. She remains speechless, taking her hand in my own, sympathy and understanding in her eyes.“I am sorry, Theo,” she responds, grabbing my hand and giving it a squeeze. “You deserve better, and Andrew is missing out if he cannot see that.”“Yeah, well…” I shrug, slightly defeated. The plan I created is turning to sand, slipping through my fingers and blowing away in the wind.“But I am still not understanding how I fit into this whole scenario…?” She questions, her memory loss slightly concerning…She wasn’t that drunk when I had spent time with her. Nor had a lot of time passed since I saw her on the patio, and her being found in the bathroom by Elle.“I am getting to that, but I want to clarify a few things first.” Shifting my body so I can face her, taking both of her hands in mine. “I know I have been extra handsy, especially around others.”Questions are swirling on her ton
ANDREW POVTHREE DAYS BEFORE THE MATING CEREMONY- ANDREW’S HOUSE- (After Theo leaves the house.)I swear Theo is taking my heart with him as I watch him drive away from the house. Demitri growling in my head, neither of them allowing me to compartmentalize our relationship any longer.“Andrew, honey?” My mom asks, reminding me of their presence as I move away from the window with a muttered “yeah.”“Are things alright between Theo and you…?” She trails off, glancing at my dad for help.“We are fine, mom,” I reply with a sigh, another lie tumbling from my mouth like an Olympic gymnast. “Pack business.”“Son,” my father chimes in, “if you are-”“Dad, it’s about pack business, that’s all,” I cut him off, not wanting to have this conversation.Not taking the hint, my father continues, bringing his body towards me to place his hands on my shoulders. “Are you happy?” He asks, refusing to let me look anywhere but his eyes. “Because that’s all your mother and I want you to have in life; happin
NORA POVPRESENT DAY- THEO’S HOUSETheo’s revelations have answered a lot of questions, but have also unlocked extra complications for me…..Would Andrew drug me in his jealousy? I know he’s a dick, but enough to drug me? I want it to be that simple, but…it seems too easy, and predictable.However, until I have confirmation of his innocence, I am not ruling him out either. I could tell Theo about the situation, and while I believe his innocence. I don’t really know him enough to trust his motives when it involves the man he loves.People will go to any lengths to protect their loved ones from trouble. If it came between Andrew and me, I doubt I am last on his list. Plus, with my significant lack of evidence accusing Andrew would get me nowhere. If I do it, I have to make sure it sticks.I stare out the window behind the sink, into the forest at the back of the house, hoping to find the shadow of Mr. Wolf only to come up empty. It’s been two days since that dinner and he is nowhere to be
NORA POV “Doesn’t Nora look like a badass assassin, Xander?” Elle asks, breaking us out of our moment, as we drop each other’s hands, blushes crawling across our cheeks. “No,” Charity chimes in, a similar grin across her face. “She looks hot.” Repeating her previous comment, a conniving grin on her face. Her obvious tease doesn’t stop the growls from three overbearing males. Sending me playful winks, the girls’ giggles roll across the field until Xander’s deep, honey voice stops them. Shivers spreading over my skin at the sound of it. “Nora, is all of that and more.” A blush spread across my cheeks, meeting his intense stare, and before I know it, I am slipping away all over again. “Alpha?” Fletcher’s voice interrupts us. Without missing a beat, both of us turn to him with a growl. Raising his hands, “Sorry, damn,” but his trademark smirk still exists as he glances between us. “But….uh…” before his pupils gloss over in a mindlink. Apparently, whatever they need to discuss in priva