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Mate's Gamble Chapter 44: Back up plan
*Tilly POV* “Are you okay?” Ty asks. I only nod in affirmation. Physically, I’m a little messed up. Okay, a little more than a little, but my alpha blood is working overtime to heal me faster. “She will heal.” Onyx says, sliding a glance in my direction as he stomps out the remaining fire coals with his boots. I roll my eyes and scoff. “Good to know that the mate bond is still going strong on your end.” I mutter, feeling a little miffed he doesn’t seem worried. Onyx tilts his head and turns to face me, a glint of mischief in his eyes as he saunters closer. “What was that, Til? I couldn’t hear what you said,” he asks in a husky voice. I gulp and rub my sore arm. This liar heard every word. “Nothing.” I mutter, trying not to be hypnotized by the look in his eyes, but damn it, I can’t bring myself to look away. “I would very much love to sweep you off your feet and kiss every bump and bruise to make it better, Tilly.” He stops in front of me, leaving my cheeks red as he reaches
Mate's Gamble Chapter 45: Waiting for rescue
*Anna POV*Three days. Three days of sitting in this dark, dirty hole and receiving nothing but moldy meat that smells worse than it looks. Ian hasn’t shown up once since instructing the men to put me out of sight. I have, however, had one regular visitor several times a day. The woman who I am almost certain is Tilly’s grandma. She hasn’t told me that’s who she is. In fact, she hasn’t said a damn thing. But I can see a small resemblance to my best friend and it’s oddly comforting.The door in the distance creaks on its rusty hinges and I wait for the onslaught of light that they like to drench me in randomly, just to hurt my eyes. I sigh in relief when I hear the distinct hobble of the elderly woman as she comes closer with her little reading light and stool in hand. When she stops in front of me, she huffs out a heavy sigh and sets down her things before approaching the bars and staring at me.“I know your granddaughter.” I say. My voice is hoarse and painful courtesy of the silver
Mate's Gamble Chapter 46: In action
*Tilly POV* Ty looks at me, giving me the signal that it’s time to start our plan. Well, not the actual plan. But the plan to put the back-up plan in place. The one that will at least get us some backup if shit goes sideways. Which, if we are being realistic, it will. It always does. That’s why you never have just one plan. “This is such fucking bullshit.” Ty mutters. “What is?” I ask. As I suck in a breath to ready myself for the onslaught of his words. It’s all a part of the plan. The huge fight, the painful words that even though I know he doesn’t mean them, they will still sting like hell. “All of this.” he stops and groans in frustration. Onyx and Georgie stop to see what is going on, but neither say anything. Onyx’s eyes skirt between Ty and me, waiting to jump in if needed while Georgie looks entertained and excited about something dramatic. “Uh…the trees?” I ask, trying to egg him on. I need to find the perfect balance of bitchy annoyance and genuine curiosity. Which m
Mate's Gamble Chapter 47: Used
Georgie walks ahead of us, Onyx walking as close as possible without touching me. I know I can’t feel the bond, not as a rogue, but my heart still yearns for his touch, my body crying out for the feel of his skin. It’s not a feeling of lust where I need to jump his bones and find that spot of ecstasy, though. It’s the need for comfort, for him to hold my hand and promise he still wants me. Not that he hasn’t been saying that all along, but I think when you love someone and you’ve never really known you were all that lovable, it makes you a little clingy. At least that’s what it is in my case.Onyx hasn’t spoken since I told him I would hear him out. Heavy silence envelopes us, like doom is coming and airing our issues might be the last goodbye. It’s like kissing your spouse before marching off to war, that feeling it may be your last. But I need this closure on our very recent past if we can ever hope to build a future. “Harriet is…”“My new gamma.” Onyx answers, looking down at his
Mate's Gamble Chapter 48: A funeral
Onyx’s hands cup my face, pulling me impossibly close as his lips devour mine. His tongue runs along my bottom lip before he plunges it into my mouth with a needy moan. I cling to him for dear life as I whimper in delight at the onslaught. My wolf and I have craved this since the moment we knew he was supposed to be ours. Mate bond or not, this feels so right. His hands tangle into my loose updo and I drag my nails up and down his back, pulling my body tight to his. I want to stay here forever, lost in his touch, but my alarm bells are ringing in my head, telling me time is up. Onyx must feel it too as he slows his lips, lengthening our kisses to a more controlled sampling of what will come. I whine as he stops, panting, and presses his cheek to mine to calm himself. “If we do not stop now, I won’t be able to control my wolf in marking you.” He whispers hoarsely. My skin goosebumps at the promise and I shudder in his arms. “I know.” I breathe back. Onyx’s hand falls to the nape o
Mate's Gamble Chapter 49: I promise
*Anna POV* I’ve never been afraid of the dark before. In fact, there isn’t much I’ve ever feared aside from losing those I love. Until right now. Right now, as I lay broken and beat for the first time, it seeps in like an early morning fog, threatening everything I know about who I am. The woods are near silent. The tree canopy must be blocking out the moon and it leaves me in a black blanket of that fear. I don’t know how long I’ve laid here. If it’s been days or minutes but I know my body is working in overdrive to heal itself. It thrums in agonizing pain as my bones creak and bend back to their normal positions, leaving in its stead an ache so intense I can’t help but whimper. Every painful pulse is a strike on the battle drums within me, feeding my festering frustration, and with that anger I grow stronger. Because the only thing stronger than fear is an anger. And I’m fucking livid. A hiss startles me and I realize it is my own labored breathing as I try to force myself to a
Mate's Gamble Chapter 50: Love doesn't make monsters
*Tilly POV*“You really should eat something. Consider it your last meal.” Ian says, an amused smile twitching at the corners of his mouth and a glint of cockiness in his eyes. He is unmistakably an asshole. Clearly a trait he got from my mom’s sperm donor. Or rather, a forced sperm donor. “I’m not hungry,” I grit out now for what feels like the tenth time. He sits across from me in a throne chair. The high walnut back twists into an intricate design of wolves howling up at the moon and the tufted fabric behind his big head is blood red. He looks like a fucking nut trying to live out some weird kingly fantasy.“Starving yourself won’t stop the inevitable, Matilda.” “Okay.” I shrug, opting for the path of least resistance, which wonderfully lines up with the path that annoys him the most. If there is any chance of escape or rescue, I need to be out of his eyesight long enough for something to happen. Which means being annoying is the only weapon I have at the moment, and man, is it a
Mate's Gamble Chapter 51: Rot
I twiddle my thumbs, waiting for my grandmother to say something, so something other than stare at me with this weird adoring look on her face. Maybe she had a stroke? It would explain why she hasn’t moved…? Can werewolves even have strokes? “I can see your brain whirring,” she chuckles, finally moving and reaching up to pat at her hair. “I thought you might have died. Or had a stroke.” I mutter.“Strokes are only for humans, my dear.” She chuckles softly, her eyes wrinkling at the corner. She seems so sweet and inviting.“Right.” I mutter. “So do you like…have any questions or….” “I’m just enjoying your company. No questions on my mind at the moment.” She says softly and I gape at her. My nose crinkles in confusion and I just…blink at her like she might be losing her mind. Who the hell just stares at people and enjoys it? Only answer I can come up with is psychopaths. “Enjoying my company?” I ask. She smiles sweetly, a gentle look in her eyes.“Indeed.”“Trying to memorize my fa
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