[Axel]
Rosie looks a little shocked by Rafe’s question.
“I…um…well..” she stutters, struggling to find a response. “You see I…”
My father and I start laughing.
“I think you will have to wait for that, Rafe,” I clarify. “Rosie and I aren’t quite ready to get married and have pups.”
His little face falls. “Oh. I just thought that’s what happens when you meet your Luna.”
[Rosalynd] “Axel, what are you doing?!” I kick and squirm as he picks me up out of his truck, fireman style, leaning me over his back, my bottom raised in the air. “Carrying you inside,” he chortles. “Now stop wiggling or I’ll swat your bottom.” “You wouldn’t dare,” I growl. He smacks me. “Never dare an Alpha,” Willow laughs at me. “You think this is funny?”
[Gideon] Jasper drops his fork, breaking the plate with a loud shattering clank. His eyes stare blindly, milky white, as an otherworldly voice speaks through him. “Evander is hurt. North Campus. Hurry.” Juniper screams as her brother’s head hits the table. Blood trickles from a surface wound on his head from a shard of the plate. Everyone scrambles, rushing forward to assist but Juniper raises her hand to stop them. “Go!” she shouts. “I’ve got him. You need to go find Evander.” “I’ll stay behind,” Marigold declares, standing up and finding her mortar and pestle. “My magic is mostly defensive anyway.” She admits, “I&
[Axel] Kissing her sweetly, I set Rosalynd down on the edge of the bed. The sun is high, not quite evening, so we should have a couple more hours before the rest of the pack arrives. Tonight, when we descend the stairs to join everyone, we will be a newly mated pair. Despite all my big talk downstairs, my hands are shaking. I didn’t know I could feel so intensely until I met her. Rosalynd leans back, breaking our kiss. She unbuttons her jeans and I help her slide out of them. She is completely bare from the waist down, not a scrap of fabric to hide her from me.
[Rosalynd] “Shouldn’t. We. Get. That.” I can barely speak as Axel takes me from behind, the sound of the phone ringing again punctuating his movements as our bodies slap together enthusiastically. “No,” he grunts. “Not a chance." His pace begins to quicken, becoming more demanding. "The boys. Promised. Uh. No. Calls. Tonight.” “Ahh…Axel,” he has me so close to going over the edge again. I want to enjoy it, but I have a feeling that this might be more important. “Ahh…Axel…we.ah.should.answer.it…ah damn! Axel! Ah!!” I release as he pours inside me again, finishing together. We haven’t stopped going at
[Rosalynd]I shake my head. We only just mated. I doubt he could have gotten me pregnant.But we also didn’t take any precautions.“I think I should probably go on birth control.” I say out loud to myself. “If it isn’t already too late.” I did not need to have a baby right now.“You probably should have thought of that before,” Willow muses. “But you were just too horny…”“Damn it, Willow! You aren’t helping.”She starts roll
[Axel]After completing a few sweeps of the grounds and not finding any signs of intruders, I rushed back to the house to get changed for the barbeque.By the time I returned, Rosalynd had already changed into the clothes and shoes that my father left for her, relics from my childhood that instantly bring back memories of my mother wearing these items to official pack functions. Seeing them on my mate makes my heart swell. It's like my mom is here with us too, approving of our union.When Rosie turns, the violet undertones of her gray eyes make them appear almost lavender as the purple lace dress draws attention to them. She has pulled her hair off her neck, using two pearl combs, putting her fresh mark on display, and from each ear dangles a matching teardrop earring. She is wearing a pair of my mother&
[Gideon] Damn it, Axel! Answer your phone!! I’m trying to keep my mind focused on the road ahead of me as it winds through the redwoods, but my mind keeps coming back to Rosalynd. She and Axel have no idea what is coming for them, no idea that something is even coming. We've been trying to contact them for the last three hours, but non once has he picked up and when we tried to leave a message, we discovered Axel’s voicemail box to be full. Rosalynd's phone service has been canceled, most likely by her mother. Not being able to reach them is making all of us anxious.
[Rosalynd] With her black hair piled on her head in long loose curls, wearing emeralds at her ears and a dark green dress, Alexa would look stunning if her face was not red and speckled with white dots of rage. “What are you telling my son?” she seethes. “Stay away from him, don’t talk to him, it is not your place to explain our mating rituals to him.” “You’re right,” I agree as I rise. She takes a long look at my mark, not so different from the scar on her own neck, and she hisses like a stray cat. “It isn’t.” “It’s your job,” Axe