ROSANNEEarlier, a maid had brought me into a large and spacious room where Mikhail and I would be staying. I'd been here for a few hours, but Mikhail hadn't barged into the room to check on me.He didn't place some guards outside the door to keep me from walking around, and he also didn't bugg my phone with incessant texts to check how I was doing. As much as I felt uneasy here, I'd never felt so free in my whole life. The air was different, the room was different, the whole space was different. I stood before the sink and wiped my mouth with some water, inhaling a deep breath to calm myself. For some reason, I was glad I didn't have an episode when Mikhail was close to me. He'd probably realize I was pregnant and lock me up forever—which I definitely wasn't allowing to happen. My stomach was starting to budge. It was just a small raise, but my tummy wasn't completely flat anymore. I was starting to gain some fat as well. How long was I going to plan my escape? There was pract
ROSANNE Selene walked across the hallway, her heels brutally striking the marble tiles. We'd been walking past paintings for a few minutes, and strangely, she didn't halt to tell me where we were going. Her hips kept swaying, she kept walking down the hallway, and suddenly, she paused before a large door. “Where are you taking me?“ I glanced around,staring at the hallway that was devoid of any warmth. There were only sculptures and paintings, no single maid in sight. I knew she wouldn't hurt me. She couldn't—not when she knew Mikhail would burn the world to ashes if he found out. “You'll see.“ She smiled, pushing the large doors open. She walked in, but I stood outside, glancing around. I didn't know what she was up to, but for the sake of my child, I took in a sharp breath and advanced towards her. Stepping into the room, I realized it was a vast space with a mini garden, a bed, and even locked doors in it. The roof was different from any I'd ever seen. It was made of pure glas
MIKHAILThe bass beat pulsed through my veins as Alpha Zayne pointed at a red haired stripper. “She is such a slutty woman.“ He grinned, grabbing the amber liquid on the round table. “It's a pity I'm already married. My Luna would have my head if she saw me here.“ I leaned back on the brown couch, tapping my fingers against the table. “We came here to unwind a little, Alpha Zayne.“ I spelled, running my fingers over my half filled glass. “Besides, you invited me here.“ “I know, I know.“ He poured more drinks into his empty glass, his movements swift and elegant. “It's not a bad idea, right? I mean, it's called “unwinding” passing rules and signing files in that goddamned office is close to driving me insane.“ I chuckled softly, my gaze darting towards the same stripper. She held my gaze, her lips stretched in a wide smile, a perfect approach to hit a nail in the head—only that I was completely different from other men. I felt nothing from staring at her exposed peaches. Rosanne co
ROSANNESelene eventually convinced me to attend the party. It was safe to say she threatened me into attending the party, but as soon as we walked in, I bumped into someone I never thought I would—Mikhail. He was breathtaking. And I hate the fact I thought about him that way. He was Mikhail, the one who crushed my dreams. I wasn't supposed to crave him to the point of getting wet, but I did. Due to the insane feeling coursing through my veins, I stepped into the shower to get it out of my system. I tried to get the image of him from my mind. I tried to forget his intoxicating scent, tried to forget the warmth of his skin on mine. I didn't know if it was the pregnancy messing with my emotions, but I suddenly wanted him to fuck me. Hard. My body was betraying me and it sucked. It sucked. I trembled under the shower, the water cold against my skin. Then there was a small click, a small sound. For a brief moment, I turned to the right and was stunned by the sight of Mikhail. He
ROSANNE “Who the hell is that?“ Mikhail cursed under his breath, the loud knock slicing through our fog of pleasure. It was Selene. Her voice was muffled, but it was clear. Panic flooded my whole body. Mikhail's head was still buried in my thigh, his tongue hovering above my bundle of nerves. He didn't want to stop, I didn't want him to either, but I pushed him slightly, my toes curling in pleasure. “Stop Mikhail.“ I whispered, sitting upright, “someone's there.“ Mikhail's lips brushed my thigh one last time before he pulled away, frustration gleaming in his beautiful eyes. It was insane how I didn't want this moment to end, insane how I still wanted all of him buried in me, but I hated it as well. There was desire in his eyes, lust, pleasure. And maybe his eyes were a reflection of my own crazy feelings. The red backless dress was given to me by Selene since I didn't bring any outfit for occasions like this. Mikhail's eyes lingered on my bare body for a brief second before he
MIKHAILRosanne's scent still lingered on my skin. I could taste her on my tongue, feel the heat of her skin pressed against my lips. And yet, I walked away.Not because I wanted to.Because she asked me to.Because her voice trembled when she whispered, "Just go, Mikhail."I clenched my jaw, walking down the dim hallway, trying to focus on the sound of my footsteps instead of the chaos in my mind. I shouldn’t have touched her. I knew I shouldn’t have, but when she looked at me like she was broken, I couldn’t stop myself.I never fucking can.God, what was wrong with me?She hates me. And still, she moans my name like it’s a goddamn prayer.A sick part of me craved that hate. Like if she hated me enough, maybe I could stop wanting her so badly. Maybe I could stop thinking about what it’d feel like to make her mine again. A low growl rumbled from my chest. I dragged a hand through my hair and leaned against the cold wall. I needed air. I needed control. I needed her.And I couldn’t ha
ROSANNEI couldn't believe what I'd heard last night—Landon's departure from the pack to human territory. He was gone, he didn't say goodbye, and god, I couldn't explain what I felt. Anger, pain, rage? It felt suffocating to accept the fact that I was all alone again. I was all alone with Mikhail again. “Ross.“ Mikhail's familiar voice settled in my ears as he sat right next to me, his broad shoulders brushing mine. “You know, last night—”“We..we shouldn't talk about last night.“ I whispered, sitting upright. I wasn't really expecting him to join me here. Due to the preparation for Selene's wedding, I thought he'd be busy and extremely occupied. He slowly turned to face me, his lips pressed together tightly. “You hate me, don't you?“ “I don't.“ He chuckled, his palm resting on his thigh. “You look like you were forced to say that. I can tell with a single glance how much you hate me.“ “Then, do you know why I hate you?“ I shouldn't have said the word, but I couldn't help it. For
MIKHAIL“I want my wedding to be the most talked about wedding in the whole world.“ Selene's tiny mischievous voice echoed in my ears as I tried to paint the gloomy sky. She kept whispering in my ears, messing up my paint, whining about how large she wanted her wedding to be.And a decade later, today, as I watched her walk down the aisle, I couldn't help the proud smile that bloomed on my lips. She did it, eventually. It wasn't going to the largest wedding, but it'd definitely be the most talked about. Alpha Zayne was sitting next to me. He sniffed, wiping his tears slowly. “isn't my daughter so beautiful?“ He asked, his eyes never trailing away from the bride clad in a white flowing gown. Then I saw her—Rosanne, standing a few meters away from Selene. She wasn't the bridesmaid, I didn't know why she was standing there, but she looked goddamned beautiful, I couldn't tear my gaze away from her.Her raven black hair was in a bun, with a few strands framing her heart shaped face. Her
MIKHAILIt’s been a year and ten months, the world had spun through moons and suns, but still there was no sign of Rosanne. The bitter taste of defeat cloaked me, no one knew a thing. It was like she had vanished.The tail had gone cold, colder than the lonely path to Hades. Knox screamed louder, his pleas echoing through the walls, “I have told you everything that I know, please,” he cried, his voice muffled from how swollen his lips were.“Tell me again!” I snarled, the silver blade cutting through his back.This was the pattern. Torturing Knox until he was at the brink of death, and just before he crosses over, I stop; giving him the best medical help he can ever have.“Lycan King,” a guard called out, his eyes fixed to the ground as he avoided my gaze.“What!” I barked out.I had one rule, no one interrupted my section with Knox, if the kingdom was burning, and they were to keep it standing till I came out.“His heartbeat is dropping,” he said, his tone quivering.I growled, Kno
ROSANNEONE YEAR LATERThe fresh smell of pines and citrus danced in the cold morning breeze. The sweet melody of birds singing in the trees echoed around.Gone was the burning smell of wood and blood; everything smelled fresher— warmer. “Morning, Alpha Rosanne,” some kids greeted, running through the cornfield, obviously playing a game.Alpha Rosanne. The name that had stopped sounding after a few months. It had been tough, leading a group of broken souls, all lost but hopeful. It wasn’t an easy road, there were moments of breakdowns, fights, and pain. But we had gotten stronger— a family.It had been tough, months spent in fear, wondering when Mikhail would show up. Breaking down the fences we had made, demanding for his breeder and heirs.Some months were dark, the constant battle with myself, breaking the invisible chains that had caged my mind.I doubted myself, spent nights crying, praying for the goddess to have mercy on us, keeping us safe from Mikhail.“I knew I would find
MIKHAILI stared at my phone, trying to decipher the text, Landon had sent, “Will be staying longer than expected, something came up,” The words made no sense, “Xavier, have you heard a word from Landon since he travelled to the human world?” I asked.“Xavier!” I growled, throwing a book in his direction.“Would it kill you to use your words?” he hissed, his hand rubbing the part the book had made contact with.“If you had paid attention, rather than stay fixated on that device, maybe you would have seen it coming,” I snapped.I was angry, not at him but at the way things had been in the past few days. Knox couldn’t be tortured until he had fully recovered, and until then I had to sit on my hands waiting for something— a sign to drop from the sky pointing to where Rosanne could be.“You need to get laid,” Xavier grumbled.I growled, the sound snapping him into shape, “You will lead the next war,” I threatened walking out of the room.I was lenient on him, letting him enjoy the privil
HUDSONThe silence never disturbed me, and neither did the angry glares that my men sent my way. Killing one of our own was abominable, a law I would happily break a thousand times over.My eyes flickered to the enchantress in my arms, a soft smile coiled across my lips as I watched her furrow her face deeper into my body.The action filled with me with a fussy feeling, I was excited, and even though she was passed out in my arms, I liked it. It calmed my wolf and took away the rage I had felt earlier.And in that minute it dawned on me, that I was weak, a broken soul, waiting for her to fix me. Change me. I wasn’t going to fight her—never! Not when she is everything that I have always longed for— prayed for.A gentle breeze blew, and my lungs exploded with her scent, reminding me of the colour that had been added to my grey world.My body tensed, we were just by our border. I would be reporting to Mikhail, and for the first time ever, I felt doubt.What was going to be his cause of a
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