Novels by M.W Rose

My wolf ran without stopping. He ran fast, as if pushing through the pain might somehow ease his racing heart. The dense fur covering his body grew wet in the rain, and I could tell he must be cold, but he still didn’t slow down. It felt like he was trying to escape everything—the hurt, the betrayal, everything that had shattered our world. Our Luna, the one we had trusted and loved, had betrayed us in the most humiliating way possible. I wasn’t sure if we could ever stand tall again after this. He kept running for what felt like hours, with the trees whizzing past and the faint sound of the wilderness echoing around us until we finally reached the spot where we had left our clothes earlier. The sky was beginning to darken, casting long shadows across the ground, and my wolf instinctively took the lead once more. As soon as I shifted back into my physical body, the pain hit me like a freight train. My chest tightened, and each breath felt shallow and strained. Yet, despite everythin

The pictures lay before me like daggers, each one a reminder of what I had lost. Aria and Dr Parker looked so at ease, their laughter echoing in my mind as I imagined them sharing intimate moments that should have been ours. In one photo, they sat across from each other in that cosy little restaurant, their eyes sparkling with a love I thought was meant for me. Dr Parker held her hand, and her smile was radiant, filled with a warmth that made my heart ache.Another shot captured them at the hospital entrance, where he held her close as if she were the most precious thing in the world. She leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder as he guided her to her car. I remember that day well; it was when she chose not to answer my calls. “I collapsed in the examination room,” she had said, but all I could think of was how she had lost herself in someone else’s arms.“What a cruel joke,” I whispered to myself, feeling the heaviness in my chest tighten like a vice. I could hardly catch m

She sighed deeply, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of the world. "I don't know much about it. The only thing that I know for sure is that this disease prevents me from carrying a baby to term. Dr Parker said the treatment could help," she said softly. I leaned forward, needing to understand more. "So, that means it isn't even a hundred per cent that you could heal?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly as I realised how that question affected her. I reached out and held her hand tightly on the table, trying to comfort her."Aria, I love you. Even if we can't have our biological child, I am not willing to let you go," I said, feeling the sincerity behind my words. Tears welled in her eyes, reflecting her fears and frustrations."Dr Parker said the treatment could help, but as you said, it isn't a hundred per cent that it would heal me," she replied, and I could hear the mix of hope and despair in her voice. My wolf stirred in my mind, distressed at the thought of us possibly b

"Andrew, darling, what are you talking about?" she asked, her tone casual, as if she had no clue what I meant. But I wasn’t going to let this slide; not this time. Aria was struggling, and the treatment she was going through was nothing short of torture. She was fighting to bring our baby into the world. There was no way I was going to let her see the drama unfolding behind her back; I didn’t want to add to her pain."Mother, you know exactly what I’m talking about. You’re the one encouraging Seraphina to play the role of the Luna. You’re not just supporting her quietly from the shadows; you’re out there, showing off with her in public!" I said, frustration bubbling up inside me."Son, the children's hospital is an important place. I have a ton of respect for the doctors, nurses, and everyone working there. So you don’t need to wonder about my visits; I went with Seraphina because it matters," she replied, her voice steady. But I just shook my head, refusing to accept her excuse."I d

It took her a while to wake up, but when she finally did, she looked much better despite her red, puffy, and teary eyes. She appeared relieved.Hilda's mood improved as well, and when we finally sat down at the dining table, we ate as we had before. When evening came and we lay in bed, she cuddled up to me, and I held her close, wanting to protect her from everything bad."Do you still want me to go to another doctor?" she finally asked. I sighed. Even though I knew the truth now, my jealousy hadn’t diminished, but my wolf held me back. Dr Parker seemed clear about her illness and genuinely wanted to help her. I agreed with him when he suggested that involving other doctors might not be a good idea. Although I didn't tell her, she was worried about sharing it with my mother.I still couldn't shake the thought that my mother seemed to side with Seraphina, confusing the pack. She praised Seraphina, and I sadly recalled the time she invited her to their home to celebrate her first visit

She didn’t pull away, and I felt my wolf stir with a comforting instinct. He wanted nothing more than to be close to his mate, and despite the whirlwind of mixed emotions rushing through me, I realised how much I needed her near. With that thought in mind, I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace. She hesitated for a moment, and I felt my heart race, unsure how she would react. Then, slowly, I felt her hand move up my back, and her arms encircled me as she melted into the hug. It was a small but significant gesture that brought a wave of relief. As she rested her head gently on my shoulder, I inhaled deeply, drawn in by her warm, familiar scent. It was intoxicating; the kind that washed away my worries and soothed the turmoil inside me. In that moment, everything else faded away. “I am sorry,” I whispered, breaking the silence between us. My voice was soft, filled with regret for the pain that lingered in the air. I didn’t expect her to respond right away,