Chapter Five - Rosalie

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• The Lycan Legacy   Chapter Forty Seven - Rosalie

  For what feels like days, I lie beside him, beside Aeron. He doesn’t move except to use the bathroom and to make me eat. He holds me, curling his massive body around mine and I sleep so contentedly, as if I really am safe and not in the lion’s lair.When I finally wake fully, the room is brighter, the sun is coming in through a gap in the curtain and I stare at Aeron asleep beside me. The covers are wrapped around me, but his torso is not under them. I look at the tattoos, the way they etch along his arm and across his chest.Without thinking, I touch them, tracing them with my finger. His eyes open and he looks at me. But he doesn’t speak. He just lies there, letting me touch him.His skin is so smooth, so soft. I didn’t expect that. I don’t know why, but with all his muscles I expected his skin to feel tougher. I trace further along his ink, circling his pec as the ink circles it.He lets out a low groan and I bite my lip at the sound.“Rosalie.” He murmurs.“When did you get these?

• The Lycan Legacy   Chapter Forty Six - Rosalie

  I wake in almost complete darkness. My pain is not gone but it feels muted, more like a dull ache. I roll over and realise the bed I’m in is far too big, far too soft, to be the infirmary one.And the smell, I know that smell, it’s one of fear and delight, ecstasy and trepidation. My eyes snap open as Aeron brushes a strand of hair from my face. I’m in his bed. I’m in Aeron’s bed.I gasp in shock and fear too.He’s marked me, is he looking to finish it off, to complete the mating ritual?“You’re still weak.” He murmurs. “You’ll need at least a few more day’s rest to fully heal.”I nod. I’m not sure what else to say because clearly, he wants me to spend the next few days resting in his bed.He pulls me carefully so I’m leaning onto him. I can feel his skin against mine. He’s not wearing anything except a pair of boxers and the t-shirt I’m in has ridden up so that most of my torso is exposed.He takes a deep breath, burying his face in my hair. “You smell so good.” He mutters.I want to

• The Lycan Legacy   Chapter Forty Five - Cain

  I can feel something’s happened. It feels like something is tearing into me. I’m in the middle of sorting out a dammed rogue attack and I’m shaking, sweating, my body crumbling beneath me.I need to get out. I need to get fresh air. I rush out of the room and the wind whips at my face.I snatch my phone from my pocket and dial Aeron’s number, only he doesn’t pick up. I call Dylan next, and still nothing.My heart is pounding now. Something has happened. Something serious. And Rosalie is injured.I can feel her pain.I can feel her fear.I can feel everything.It’s rising, as if whatever is happening is getting worse. As if no one is coming to her aid. I snarl. How can that be? We had her guarded, and Aeron is there, there’s no way he’ll leave her unprotected. What is going on?And then I feel it. My body washes with an entirely different feeling. One of elation. One of euphoria. She’s still in pain, but it’s rapidly decreasing.Aeron has marked her. I know it. I can feel it in my bone

• The Lycan Legacy   Chapter Forty Four - Rosalie

  I fall back on the grass, one of my hands is on my stomach and the other is laid beside me, covered in blood. My blood. It’s sticky, congealing between my fingers already. My breaths are coming short and fast. It hurts so much, and I can feel the tears streaming silently down my face, but I can’t make any sound.Suddenly, voices are all around me. I see Axel, the Pack Doctor. He’s rushing to me but he doesn’t get to me first. Aeron does.He grabs my hand, and I stare up at him. I can feel the tingle, the rush of emotion even now as his skin touches mine. It’s the mate-bond, I think vaguely.There are so many guards around us now. So many Wolves.“She’s lost a lot of blood.” Axel says.“We need to get her to the infirmary.” Aeron growls. His eyes are flashing in anger. I can see the rage literally boiling inside him.I’m carried in his arms. I feel so weak. Pathetic. I don’t know how my guards are, if they’re injured, if Layla is even okay.“They’re fine.” Aeron murmurs to me. He’s hol

• The Lycan Legacy   Chapter Forty Three - Rosalie

  It’s a day later. Layla is walking with me in gardens with Dylan and the other guards around us. They’re close but not right next to us and for that alone I’m grateful.The Doc has ordered that I have fresh air, exercise. Sunshine too, because apparently my vitamin D levels are really low. We wouldn’t want to risk those Lycan pups with my health being as it is.My period is thankfully over though so I guess I should be grateful for small miracles.I glare at the flowers around me. A week ago, I would have given anything to be out here, to feel the wind on my face but now it feels tainted. Aeron has tainted it.“It’s not that bad.” Layla says quietly.“Speak for yourself.” I mutter“Why do you think they hate you?” She asks.“I can see it in his eyes. When he looks at me.” I reply, blinking, getting a full flashback to the look he gave me before he walked out of the infirmary.“Who?”“Aeron.” I reply.“He doesn’t hate you. He’s just not good with his words.” She tries to reason.I sco

• The Lycan Legacy   Chapter Forty Two - Aeron

  I can’t stand there. I can’t hear her thoughts, because all it’s doing is making me want to lash out. Making me want to smash half the room to pieces and I know that will make her even more scared. I don’t understand how she can even think the things she does. How the mate-bond even allows it. She should trust me, she should trust her mate.And yet here it is, more evidence that she doesn’t. More evidence that once again she despises me. Despises Wolves.I have to leave. I have to get out of here before I lose control and do something I’ll regret.I storm through the Residence and into our office. A few wolves try to stop me, try to ask about inconsequential things, and I brush them off. I can deal with them later, I can deal with Pack issues later, once my mind clears, once that anger and betrayal inside me fades.Almost immediately my phone rings and I pick it up knowing exactly who is on the other end.“Cain.” I sigh, running my hand over my face. I know he had to leave, I know log