Confidence In A Mate Cackle Lands 2

By Cree Storm

Suggested you read in order.
Cal wanted to rescue his parents, however when he discovers everyone from the leader of his Cackle to his brother and even his own mate were plotting to leave without him he feels beyond hurt...he feels betrayed and leaving is the only answer.
Jackson is devastated. He can’t eat. He can’t drink. He can’t sleep. His mate is gone and he isn’t any good to anyone. Discovering his mate is living with the Cackle next to his own sparks a life in him he had not had before. He knows he cannot go onto those lands without express permission by their leader but there is no time. He had to get to Cal and beg his mate for forgiveness. He had to put his life on the line. Cal was his and Jackson intended to bring him home or die trying.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cree Storm
• Release date: Aug 9, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370766659

Cree Storm

Hi there everyone. I’m Cree Storm. I’m a sister, a mom, a grandmother and a wife. I am the luckiest woman alive as far as I’m concerned. I have a beautiful family and know if times get hard I have my soul mate right there to help me through it. What makes my life even better is being able to do what I love for a living. I have always had a great imagination and being able to bring those characters to life for you makes my heart and soul sing.Although I traveled some as a military brat and lived in places like Germany, New York, Pennsylvania and New Mexico, I have found myself settling in Quebec, Canada with my husband. I love being surrounded by nature and wildlife and there is nothing like sitting and watching the birds, squirrels and chipmunks fluttering around my yard or traveling around Canada and finding my mind creating worlds for you all to enjoy. Life is good and I just want to bring some of my happiness into your life and hopefully make you smile, laugh and get away from everyday stress. Hugs and Love to you all and I hope you enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them.

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Cal wanted to rescue his parents, however when he discovers everyone from the leader of his Cackle to his brother and even his own mate were plotting to leave without him he feels beyond hurt…he feels betrayed and leaving is the only answer.

Jackson is devastated. He can’t eat. He can’t drink. He can’t sleep. His mate is gone, and he isn’t any good to anyone. Discovering his mate is living with the Cackle next to his own sparks a life in him he had not had before. He knows he cannot go onto those lands without express permission by their leader but there is no time. He had to get to Cal and beg his mate for forgiveness. He had to put his life on the line. Cal was his and Jackson intended to bring him home or die trying.

Confidence In A Mate

Cackle Lands 2

by

Cree Storm

MM, SHIFTERS, PARANORMAL, AND SCENES OF VIOLENCE

A Cree Storm Book

www.creestorm.weebly.com

A CREE STORM BOOK

Confidence In A His Mate

Cackle Lands, 2

Copyright © 2018 by Cree Storm

Edited by Ann Attwood

First E-book Publication: August 2018

Cover design by JP Graphic Designs

All cover art and logo copyright © 2018, JP Graphic Designs and Cree Storm

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.

All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Dedication

People are always out to prove themselves to other people. You don’t need to worry about impressing others. Prove things only to YOURSELF…. UNKNOWN

Table of content

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Cree’s other books

About the author

CHAPTER 1

Cal you can’t go to Thornridge by yourself, and you know it. Miller argued removing the shirt Cal had just put in his backpack.

Cal continued to place items in his backpack, calmly saying, I can, and I am. Now go play pattycake with Or and leave me alone.

Damn it Cal, you are not completely healed, and even if you were… which you are not… you still would be no match against Patrice and her army. You know that. Why are you being so stubborn? Miller practically shouted removing Cal’s brush and pants, and putting them back in the dresser.

Cal tossed his toothbrush and toothpaste into his backpack and turned to Miller, Because I owe them!

Cal, what the hell are you talking about? You owe them what? Miller asked in frustration, taking Cal’s toothbrush out of the bag.

Cal snapped, Will you stop taking things out of my damn backpack!

No! Now answer my question. Miller demanded.

Cal went to the dresser and took the pants out that Miller had put back. Turning to Miller, Cal said, Sometimes I think you forget that we are only half-brothers.

Maybe because I don’t think of you that way. To me, you’re my brother. End of story. Miller softly replied.

Cal sat on the end of the bed, holding his pants and just looking at them, whispering, I wish I could. Don’t get me wrong Miller, I would die to save your life, but I am still only half your brother. We have the same dad but our moms are two different people. Your mom is sweet, loving, and kind. Mine is cold, heartless, and just plain evil. Hell, I don’t even call that bitch mom—I call her Patrice.

Cal…

No, Milly. You have to listen to me. Cal said then shrugged his shoulders and looked at Miller, knowing his heartbreak was there for anyone to see and in his voice for anyone to hear, Patrice tossed me away because I wasn’t going to give her the Alpha position. Dad has always shown me his love. I mean, I know that if you and I were in danger he would save you over me…

Cal…

Shrugging, Cal said, It’s okay, Milly. You are the result of a true mated couple. It was all explained to me…in great detail, joy and candor, by Cass, a long time ago…but it’s okay. Dad never made me feel that way. He was always there. And your mom… shit, not one day did she ever make me feel as if I didn’t belong in the family.

Cal, of course you belong in the family. Miller said, sitting next to Cal on the bed.

Cal shrugged again, whispering, Maybe, but she didn’t have to treat me as if I was one of her own. We don’t even have a blood bond. The thought of our parents in that ground about kills me. I have to do something.

And we will, just not yet. Cal, I’m just as upset as you are that they have been in that hellhole for half a year and we had no clue. However, the timing needs to be right. The plan has to be right. Patrice has some of the best guards in all the cackle lands. If we go in there in the wrong way, all that will happen is that we will die, and our parents will still be where they are or worse…dead. Miller whispered.

Cal sniffled, saying, Dad has to be going insane. He was an enforcer for the cackle, and now he is in an underground cell. Shit, dad ran fifty miles every day, Milly. He never stayed still a moment except when he was sleeping, or mom made him.

Miller sighed, I know.

Cal laid his head on Miller’s shoulder, I hate this.

Me too, Cal. Me too. Miller softly replied.

What are we going to do, Milly? Cal asked, sniffling and wiping away a tear.

Miller put his arm around Cal, whispering, I don’t know, but we will figure it out. Or and Jackson are working on it as we speak.

Cal’s breath caught in his throat and he sat up straight, turning his head, asking, What do you mean?

Miller looked at Cal in confusion, What? What’s wrong?

Cal stood and turned to face Miller, Are you telling me that Or and Jackson are conducting a meeting about rescuing our parents right this very minute?

Still looking confused, Miller replied, Well yeah. Nyx is helping… Cal where are you going?

To fucking kick someone’s ass. Cal snarled marching out of his room and rushing down the stairs.

He could hear Miller right behind him, calling his name, but Cal was in no mood to listen to his brother. Making his way straight to the conference room, Cal saw two guards who stepped in front of the door. One saying, Stop right there.

Get the fuck out of my way, or you are going to discover how your own balls taste. Cal snarled.

Sir, you will back up. No one in or out. The guard stated in that monotone voice so many of Orion’s guards seemed to use.

Cal took a menacing step forward, snarling, Let me explain this to you slowly in words of one syllable so you are capable of understanding me. Move. Now. Or. I. Move. You… Cause. You. Much. Pain.

The guard didn’t budge. Miller caught up to Cal, and gripped his shoulder, Cal, what are you doing? Let them…

Cal whipped around to face off with his brother, I can’t believe you. You knew they were formulating a plan and you didn’t say a fucking word to me. You knew how important this was to me and you completely fucked me over.

Cal…

No! I’m tired of fucking listening to you, Or, Jackson…Fuck all of you. I can’t believe it. Cal shouted, his anger at a level he could never remember it getting to in his entire life. You deceived me.

Cal that’s not…

You fucking let me believe that all I had to do was wait for Nyx to heal, and for Or to get other cackles to join us to help rescue our parents. Cal snarled, then mimicked Miller’s voice, "The timing has to be right, Cal. The plan has to be right, Cal. What you mean is the plan to rescue our parents will be best if I’m not in it."

Cal…:

Cal tossed his head back giving a harsh angry laugh, then looked at Miller, You don’t want me going to Thornridge. You don’t think I have anything to offer.

Miller gasped, That’s not true, Cal.

It doesn’t matter that I got us out of that cabin when Rupert was nipping at our heels, or that Lenox was ready to kill you. You don’t think I have a damn thing to offer in rescuing our parents.

Cal you need to calm down. Miller softly said.

Cal was so angry he never heard the door open or see Or, Jackson, Nyx, and Warren standing there, You all think I am some weak, pathetic hyena that can’t offer a damn thing to help.

No, Cal. Miller said sounding almost desperate.

Cal let out a short breath, feeling every part of him going numb. No faith in me. You and the rest of them have no faith in me. You all see the hair, nails and makeup, and think I’m a dimwit space cadet who should be patronized.

Damn it Cal, that’s not true. Miller rasped.

Cal let out a watery laugh, "God, I am so