ChapterRosalie's POV"I Knew this bitch was responsible" Sia sneered observing her surroundings. Her hands twitched at her sides next to the sheath sword beneath but this wasn't a battle we were going to win.We were outnumbered, at least one of us had to take down 3 men each and I couldn't fight so I was already out of the equation.“I knew we shouldn't have trusted her, how do you feel Rosalie after lying to our faces you still want behind our backs to stab us!”I nodded in negative, my head spinning. This wasn't supposed to happen. I didn't want this to happen.Gideon turned to look at me with his eyes holding a lot of hurt. "Did you Rosalie?" he asked and I gulped hard, unable to answer.Was Nathan behind this?It looked like they were ready to apprehend us from all angles. It couldn't be a coincidence."Rosalie tell me she is lying, tell me you didn't betray us" Giveon pleaded and I could no longer hold his gaze."I didn't mean to" I whispered my fist clenched by my sides. If I
Rosalie’s POVWithout hesitating, Brad nodded and we stepped out to speak.I was a bit hesitant but this was the only way I could think of.“Brad,” I began, my voice catching before I could fully form the words.He lifted a brow, not saying a word, his aquamarine eyes tender, patiently waiting for me to be able to speak.“I—there’s something I need to tell you. Something that’s been gnawing at me.” My throat felt tight, the words sticking, but I pushed forward, needing to say them. “And I believe I can trust you to keep it a secret.”Brad’s expression shifted, but he was good at masking his emotions, leaving me guessing what was going through his mind.“You have nothing to worry about, Rosalie. You can trust me,” he assured. I had no doubts about that.Aside from Nathan, he was the only other person who had my back, I couldn't even pinpoint what I was worried about.A small breath escaped me, a fraction of the weight lifting from my chest. I gripped my hands together to keep them from
Nathan’s PovAt Shine Hospital.I was about to leave the hospital room when a woman walked in ; Luna Edgar, my mother. I was at the door, about to step out. I uttered a greeting to her “Good afternoon mother”She dragged me by the arm, and asked “Nathan, are you happy?”My brows arched in surprise. “What do you mean mother? I am happy. Why do you feel like I am unhappy?”“Son, this whole drama with Daphne and Rosalie. It’s a lot, son . Now that Daphne is carrying your baby,put into consideration that you have a double life jow. You have two women to take care of. Rosalie , your wife and Daphne. How are you possibly going to raise a child in a toxic situation like your father ?”“That sounds like your problem mother. You have always wanted a grandchild. Does it matter where the child comes from?”Her voice rose a little, “ Yes it matters son. I wanted a grandchild from Rosalie and not Daphne. For crying out loud Nathan, Daphne is Damien’s fiancée . This is bad . This is really bad.
ChapterThe clank of my boots against the stone corridor echoed louder than usual, like a thunderous accusation chasing me through the halls.“Where is he?” I asked again, this time sharper, more demanding.The guard in front of me, stationed beside the dungeon entrance, avoided my gaze and tightened his grip on his spear. I waited for an answer. None came.“I asked you a question,” I repeated, stepping closer. “Where is the human that was held in the east cell? Max. Where did they take him? I will not ask you again.”Still nothing.He blinked at me as if I were a shadow on the wall. Not a person. Not the Luna. Not the woman who deserved even the decency of acknowledgment.I turned to the next guard down the corridor. “You. Speak. Do you even know who I am? You'll be spending the rest of your life in the dungeon if you don't give me an answer right now.”He straightened but kept his eyes ahead, jaw clenched like stone and still said nothing. My stomach twisted.Why were they all igno
ChapterThe soft light of morning filtered through the curtains, warming the edges of the bed. I blinked lazily, caught in that tender space between dreaming and waking—until the weight of someone’s arm across my waist reminded me where I was. And with whom.Nathan. He looked like he was in a deep sleep.My heart fluttered.The memories of last night spilled into my mind, slow and intoxicating. We hadn’t crossed the final line, but the kisses, the whispered words, the way he had held me like I was something precious... it left a warmth inside me that still lingered beneath my skin. His scent clung to the sheets, to me. I didn't want to move, didn’t want to break whatever fragile thing we had just begun to build. But I had to. I wasn’t ready for what came after.His face was turned toward me, the soft curve of his lips relaxed, lashes resting against his skin.Carefully, I lifted his arm off my waist and slid out from under the covers. I tiptoed across the room, gathering the folds of
Rosalie's POV I gasped, jerking upright, everything swam for a second but then the room returned .In front of me the seer stood, a needle in my arm. “Ouch” I whined when I felt the pain.“You zoned out, I had to do something” she shrugged, pulling out the needle.“Well?” she urged. “Did it work?”I didn't have to call for her when she responded.“Yes” My wolf was back. I nodded in affirmative, rubbing my hand.“You scared me for a minute, I thought I did the wrong spell, what did you see?”I blinked up at her, Nathan’s warning replaying in my head. “It was nothing.” I simply said and she scoffed.“You lie badly. But fine, keep your secrets. I don’t care about your hallucinations. At least your wolf is back, let’s see if she’s more useful than you.”“Rosalie, can you try again?” Giveon politely asked.I nodded standing up from the circle, my stomach twisted as I walked toward him.This time, it felt stronger, the flow easily came to me.I placed my hand on his chest and closed my