ROSANNE“You only belong to me, Rosanne. Don't ever forget that.” His chilly voice haunted me each time I closed my eyes to sleep, and even now that I was preparing for the banquet, I could still hear him. Strangely, I could still feel his lips on mine. ‘You’re starting to develop something for him, Rosanne.’ Emerald purred and I shivered at the mere thought of having something for Mikhail. I caressed the red dress Landon had got me and swallowed hard. ‘I’d never have something for that monster.’ I replied back. ‘I just want to focus on getting out of here before my stomach gets bigger.’ ‘Then we have to hurry. The banquet could be an opportunity.’ Emerald would always be on my side. Apart from Landon, she was the one person I could trust in this caged space. She belonged to me and I to her. The banquet would indeed be a great opportunity to escape from Mikhail's grasp, but it wasn't going to be easy. The whole place would be crowded, but Mikhail would keep his eyes on his prized
MIKHAILI sat at the end of the table, my head pounding as I stared at the mug of coffee in front of me. The banquet had gone longer than expected, and for some reason, I was unable to sleep. Not because of Irene's presence that kept getting me upset. Not because of the damn engagement. But Rosanne. During the banquet, I'd expected her to break, to crumble into pieces. I badly expected a reaction from her, perhaps a little ruckus that'd spice up the banquet, but she was calm. Too calm, it was almost unsettling. Irene sat across from me, smiling from ear to ear as she sliced her steak. Ever since I announced the news of the engagement, she'd been in a pleasant mood. She kept smiling as seconds stretched into minutes. I could almost picture her dancing on the clouds with a halo on her head. I grabbed the coffee before me and took a small sip. Suddenly, the doors were pushed open as Rosanne strolled in, looking as radiant as ever. A black mini dress hugged her body perfectly, acc
ROSANNE A small chuckle escaped my lips as I hit my bed, reminiscing the look of horror on Mikhail's face. He looked so frustrated, I'd thought he'd kill me straight up while I was at his office. I should have tried this a long time ago. A few more weeks and Mikhail would crumble like a dried twig. It was almost time for dinner, so I got up and began pacing for my next plan. I had to do something more extreme, something that'd make Mikhail out of his mind at the dining hall. Tonight, a few pack warriors would be having a meal with their Alpha while discussing matters about the pack. They could have chosen a perfect morning tomorrow, but since Mikhail was hell-bent on having his meeting tonight, I'd make sure it's uncomfortable. In an hour, Anita would be by my door to call me for dinner. I had only a short period of time to get ready. I stepped into the bathroom first, washed my hair with some shampoo and used some scented oil to have a perfect bath. A few minutes later, I step
MIKHAILI was never one to back down during a fight. While other kids ran each time they got into one, I tackled it. Fear triggered normal people to run from the fucking danger, but it heightened my senses even more. Rather than running, I'd explore the situation until I finally got a hang of it.Rosanne wasn't a problem. But she made my heart skip a beat. Deep down, this strange emotion freaked me out. I shouldn't act this way with her around, shouldn't be so accommodating towards a mere breeder. But just like a master and a slave bond, she had her long chains ready and she was dragging me with it. My dick twitched as I kept slipping my fingers into her. She was so fucking wet and warm, I could barely handle it anymore. While Oliver had asked us to suspend the meeting, I badly wanted them out of the whole room. I wanted to place her over the dining table and bury my face in her wetness. She was ready for me. She was cumming over my fingers.Her breath turned heavy, but I didn
ROSANNE“Here she comes.” “She's the breeder, she's the one Alpha Mikhail broke the rules for.” “She's the one who's been clinging unto him even after the announcement of his engagement.” Clinging unto him? “She's a bitch, are you even surprised?” A bitch now? I stared at the blonde who'd just blurted out her nonsense and smirked. “How would you like to say that in front of the Alpha?” My voice was sharp and loud, making the maids flinch in surprise. On a normal day, I could have ignored the maids and walked in the opposite direction, but I felt like doing something unusual today. “Mi…Miss Rosanne.” She stuttered, her eyes wide with shock. I stepped even closer and smirked. “Didn't you just call me a bitch? I bet Mikhail would love to hear it from your lips.” She tensed, her face turning pale. “I…I..” “What?” I furrowed my brows. “You can be rest assured the Alpha would do nothing. You just have to speak your mind, say the truth.” I placed a palm on her shoulders, “You can ju
ROSANNE“You've just been playing hard to get.” Throughout the whole night, Landon’s words kept replaying in my head. I couldn't sleep, couldn't think straight, his words just kept repeating like it was under some sort of control. I'd thought the next morning would make me better. But even as I stepped down for breakfast, his words echoed in my ears again. It was almost like he was there, present, watching me with his stormy brown eyes. Clutching the railing hard, I inhaled a deep breath. What if I was really just playing hard to get? What if I was slowly developing some feelings for Mikhail? That was impossible. I'd never love him. Not when I was this close to escaping from hell. Immediately I entered the dining hall, my gaze met Landon's. He was there, sitting next to Mikhail and staring at me with his stormy eyes. My breath caught in my throat as he kept his gaze on me. What was he doing here? He had his own mansion, only comes here to train or have private discussions wit
MIKHAILRosanne thought I wouldn't notice. She thought I wouldn't notice the way she stared at my brother, the way her fingers trembled when I mentioned his name, and how she pushed her plate away immediately he left. I saw everything. I saw how much his presence meant to her, how much his absence made her frustrated. She could hide her emotions from everyone else, but not from me. It was as clear as day. And hell, acting like I didn't care was like stabbing myself in the chest. I could have just allowed her to leave after breakfast, but instead, I followed her and cornered her in the hallway. With my fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist, I held her in place. “We need to talk.” She tensed. She was still wearing her pjamas, which further showed she was bothered with something that had to do with him—Landon. She tried to wrench her wrist from my grasp, but I tightened my hold on her. “I don't like repeating myself, Rosanne.” While she tried to resist again, I pushed her aga
ROSANNEUpon getting into my room, I slammed the door hard and leaned on it, trying to catch my breath. Mikhail's lips were so soft, I didn't want to pull away. His touch managed to set my whole skin on fire within seconds. I should hate him. I do hate him. But his lips still lingered on mine. I paced around my room, patiently waiting for Mikhail. For walking away from him, he'd punish me—even if he didn't, he'd be standing outside my door right now, but he wasn't. In my pale blue pajamas, I kept pacing around my room, waiting for the devil I hate. The devil I badly wanted to escape from. But he never came. For the first time, no one came in to drag me to his office. He didn't barge into my room to demand an explanation. I groaned and stepped into the bathroom to have a warm shower. I slipped out of my pajamas and tossed them on the bed, turning on the shower as the warm water cascaded down my back. It was soothing, relaxing, but as the water dripped, Mikhail's face flashed
HUDSONWolves circled her, their fangs bared as they tried to scare her.I had jumped down the minute after she did, but I was too late, my men had already had her cornered. They were toying with her, waiting for her to move, then they would attack, tear her piece by piece until she was nothing but bones, a reminder of who she was.“Stand down!” I barked, my wolf surging forward. But my words were on deaf ears, Mikhail’s order stood firm, commanding their will.Her green eyes met mine, and instantly I was filled with a new order—protect.I lunged, landing right in the middle, blocking her from their vicious eyes, “Stay behind me,” I growled.She nodded, her heart beating loudly in her chest, the sound reverberating through my body. Her touch was soft against my back, a buzzing feeling surrounded the spot where she touched.“No one harms her,” I sneered, my claws drawn.For her, I would go to the end of the world—killing the men I called my family if need be.“Get out of our way beta H
HUDSONBACK AT THE GOLDEN RISE PACK…“Kill!” the single command that broke through my control, snapping my beast, filling us with the thirst for blood.The sound of their screams excited me. I was carnage bathed in the blood of my enemies. This was absolutely my scene.The warrior beneath me shuddered, blood gushing out of his open stomach. I grinned, my claws digging deeper into him as I pulled out his intestines, enjoying the way his face contorted in pain before the life drained out of his eyes. My eyes glowed red, filled with malice, as I savoured my kill. “They couldn’t even defend their home,” I hissed, crossing over his body as I moved towards the door he had been protecting.I was on a mission, “No one lives!” Mikhail’s voice echoed through my mind, drowning me.Knox has been foolish to go after Mikhail’s breeder. His thirst for power had sentenced his people to death.I pushed the door open, ducking just in time as an arrow whizzed towards me, its tip aiming for my head.“Yo
ROSANNEWe moved in silence, each man understood the severity of our quietness. The darkness and the trees were perfect covers, hiding us from anything that might have been hovering around.Aiden cooed, his lips moving against my chest looking for my nipple. These were moments that I should be enjoying, smiling as I fed my children, but I couldn’t. We were here in a forest running from an unseen but scary danger. Trying to be alive. We were nomads. Lost souls wandering around without a place to call home.My eyes looked around the group of people that were with us, their faces stricken with pain and determination, all looking for a better life, a new hope.We all wanted the same thing, a place we could call home. A place we could believe in.The ground rumbled, the forest coming to life. Birds moved through the trees out of fright. And from the silence, a growl echoed, deep, primal, hurt.“Lycan king,” Axel muttered, his eyes looking back to where we had come from.My heartbeat spiked
MIKHAIL“Names!” I yelled, my fist clenched as I stared at Knox, he was fighting, barely living. I needed to know the people that I would be hunting down.Knox coughed, blood slipping out of his mouth as he tried to move, “Here,” Blair said, placing a cup by his lips. “It will give you energy for the journey ahead,” she muttered.“Speak, or I will rip your tongue out,” I commanded, my voice heavy with authority.“Rosanne,” he coughed. “She was a monster, her powers…”I lunged, my fist colliding with his cheek, how dare he called Rosanne, my Rosanne a monster. She was peace, beauty and a ray of peace. I was the monster, not her.“Mikhail!” Hudson screamed, pulling me off the man who looked like he was about to die. “Are you going to kill our only lead?” he yelled. I straightened myself, shoving him off of my body, “Don’t you ever talk to me like that again,” I hissed.Hudson bowed, his neck bared as he showed mem the respect that I deserved, “I am sorry Lycan King,” he said, keep a mu
MIKHAILMy heart clenched at the large claw mark on the wall, just where Maverick’s head rested.Not a message, just a deep primal warning.Fear crawled up my spine. But not for myself or my men; but the thought of something, someone harming Rosanne and my child.My Rosanne.“We have to keep on searching,” Hudson muttered behind me, his voice sound far, like he was buried among the bodies littered here. “She has got to be here somewhere, she is a fighter,” he mumbled. His words felt like they were meant to comfort himself and not me.He was still fighting hard to see the positive in all this.The once thriving rogue settlement, No man’s land had been reduced to ashes, bodies thrown around like…The thought made me shudder, I should be happy that Rosanne’s body wasn’t in the rumble, but then where was she? Shouldn’t she have been patiently waiting for me to come and save her? Wasn’t she scared of the new, and real world she was seeing?My ears strained, and the sound of a faint heartbe
MIKHAILTrusting Blair to be the compass to No man’s land was one of the most terrible mistakes I had ever made, “Would you stop grinning or I will make sure Hudson pulls out all your teeth,” I hissed, my patience growing thin.It has been more than a day since we had set out to bring Rosanne and my child back. Blair had forbidden us from using the cars, her excuse; cars make her sick, and when she is sick, her powers seem to disappear.I wonder why I still keep her around. She has been nothing but a pain in the ass all through this journey, blabbering and sharing jokes that sounded like torture to the ears.“Sorry,” she muttered, completely unaffected by my threat.I rolled my eyes at her, “Are we anywhere close to Maverick’s land?” I asked, looking at the dense forest that we had been trapped in.I had taken a few men, the journey wasn’t meant to be this long. The plan was simple, find Ross, and bring her and my baby back. And for the traitors, make sure that they find their end at
ROSANNE“Whatever it is that you have to say, you can say it here,” I replied in a clipped tone. I wasn’t going to be separated from my children again.Ryan smiled, “No one is planning to take you away,” he said in a soft tone.“What do you want?” Axel interrupted, his eyes looking around the men who had been loyal to Maverick. “As you can see we are on a time crunch and we need to leave,” he hissed.I gently squeezed his shoulders, signalling that there was no harm in hearing them out. “What he is trying to say is that we are most grateful for your kindness and letting us dwell with you. But we must leave now. And we are sorry for any harm that might have come to you. All of you,” I said, sounding more diplomatic than Axel.Ryan smiled, his eyes sparkling with delight as he heard my little speech, “We know what you have suffered in the hands of Maverick and we would like to apologise for that,” he muttered.I kept a straight face, hiding my true emotion from showing at the mention o
ANITAThe war was over, but its scars lingered. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I knew that something had happened in that room; the Rosanne I was seeing wasn’t the same lady I had left a few hours ago.“Hey,” Axel sighed, his hand touching my shoulders gently as he walked into the room.I smiled softly at him, my body melting softly into his touch, he looked fresh; no signs of blood and the stench of war, “I can’t leave them alone,” I mumbled, pointing to Rosanne and her children, sleeping peacefully on the bed.“What happened?” I asked, trying to get a little information about the ordeal. Rumours of Maverick’s betrayal had echoed through the walls, spits spat out in disgust as his name was mentioned.“Maverick had tried to be slick, thinking he could betray us,” he muttered, frowning at the memory that popped up in his mind. “She was great and handled it well. A true leader,” he added, smiling softly at Rosanne.I knew she was, Rosanne was the embodiment of strength and resilie
ROSANNEMaverick coughed, the sound drawing my attention from Knox, who lay at my feet, blood pooled around him. His heartbeat was faint, in just a matter of seconds he was going to die a slow painful death.Maverick was afraid, his eyes flickering between Axel and me, trying to put as much needed distance between us.I moved away from Knox, my eyes glaring at the man, who had betrayed his people, “What was that promise you made again about my children?” I asked, my blood-stained hand tapping my chin just like he had done a few minutes ago.Maverick winced, his hand holding his rib tightly, hoping to dull the pain that was forming, “Rosanne…” he tried to plead.“Remind me, or should I say it?” I hissed, cutting him off.Maverick stared at the floor, fear etched on his face. I loved this power, the control that I had over him was next to nothing. “Oh! I remember you were going to cut them piece by piece, right?” I mused.I dropped to my knees, keeping my gaze even with his, as I looke