Novels by Rowan Diaries

RAISA POV The vehicle doesn’t bounce. That’s the first thing I notice. There were no chains or rattling cages. Just a low hum and the steady pull of acceleration, like we’re freight, not prisoners. Blue restraint bands lock my wrists to the floor rail, same tech as the seal, humming at a frequency that keeps Midnight pinned and snarling inside my skull. Jaxon sits across from me, with his hands free. Of course, they leave him unbound. He leans back, calm as ever, eyes tracking the faint light strips along the walls. “High-end transport,” he says mildly. “Rival camp’s improved.” I tested the restraint once but pain snapped up my arms, white and sharp. Midnight howls. I stopped. No point advertising weakness. The vehicle swerves and speeds up. Outside, I feel the forest fall away, the road smooth into city-grade pavement. Towers rise made with steel, glass, and electricity. We were back at Aegis. The city that eats wars and sells the bones. The doors slide open inside a fortified

RAISA POVWe leave at ten but no one talks.Engines rumble low, headlights cut thin paths through the dark. I rode in the back of the lead truck this time. No one argues, no one jokes. A few of them keep looking at me like they’re still deciding what I am.The uncertainty keeps people sloppy.The road to Moonveil hasn’t changed. Same cracked road, same dead stretch where the trees pull back like they don’t want to see what comes through.I don’t even look at the forest…..I don’t need to. My body remembers every inch of it. Midnight stays quiet but she was alert. Jaxon rides up to the front. I feel his attention on me even when he’s not looking. He hasn’t said a word since we rolled out. That worries me more than threats.We stop just past the old logging road.“Spread out,” Jaxon orders.They fan out, armed with different types of weapons but still, they seem nervous. The woods are silent.Someone mutters, “Thought this place was supposed to be crawling with different abominations.”

RAISA POV “I want you.” He says. “You've got teeth.” I freeze, smiling coldly “I bite.” “I noticed.” He straightens and addresses the room. “Has anyone got a problem with her staying?” A man to his right muttered, “Boss, we should…” Jaxon lifts his hand and silence snaps back into place. He continues to study my face, my stance, and the blood on my knuckles. Then he laughs out loud. No one dared to say a word. “Does anyone want to go another round with her?” He asked but one moved. He scoffs, “pussy.” Jaxon turns back to me. “You want to work?” “No, I'm just here for a drink.” I declined, which was my plan. “Working for me can get you many of those.” He steps closer, his voice lower than only I can hear. “And protection.” “I don't need it.” He grins, as if like finds me amusing. “Everyone does.” Midnight slams against the binding, a violent surge runs through me, making my vision blur. I clamp it down, breathing through it. Jaxon watches me, his eyes narrowing like h

RAISA POV It was time to leave but I needed to do something important first. I cut my hair. My long, flowy black hair was cut to shoulder length. I also dimmed my eye colour from grey to black. It was like my soul. I looked at the ground to see the long strand of my hair on the floor. It was the symbol of the girl I was—a weak girl. But not anymore. I braid what’s left on my head. I look back at the mirror, my now black eyes staring back at me. It was cold and that's what I wanted. ******************* Crossing the border into Aegis feels like I'm going on a suicide mission. The air in this part of the country was polluted, I couldn't feel any packs for miles away. It was just noise, engines, neon signs, and human greed. When I got to the main road after walking for days, I stole a bike and a leather jacket. I rode into the city. Aegis city rises ahead of me, filled with light. It was ugly and wrong. I rode inside it with no hesitation. It was time to do what I had come

RAISA POV The first thing I remember is the smell of smoke and burning pipes. Then the screaming. It tears through the forest like claws through flesh. I’m running before I know where I'm going. My feet are covered with ash and wet leaves. The sky above Moonveil is wrong. It was a red blood moon which should be a blessing. But it wasn’t. I look up to see fire moving through the trees, while thick smoke rises to the sky. I looked through it and that's when I saw them. Men in leather vests who moved through the chaos, owning it. They had thrones on their back, and wolf skulls dangling from their belt, which made a clacking sound as they walked. Those were their trophies. “Hunters,” I whispered to myself. “Rasia….” My father’s voice cracked through the noise. He was the Alpha of our small pack. He was strong and looked unbreakable. U turned towards him…running. But I never reached him. A blast goes off. The shockwave threw me into the dirt as pain exploded thro