Author's POV BRADThe glass hung in-between his thumb and index finger, the amber liquid swirling in his glass with a slow, absent rhythm. The soft clinks of ice against glass were the only sound he truly heard. The sky was beautiful that night but he couldn't appreciate it. They looked plain compared to her eyes.His heart ached more than usual tonight.He had told himself countless times that he was over it. That he’d moved past the feelings. That watching Rosalie fall again and again into Nathan’s arms didn’t break something inside him.But it did. Every single time.And this was the consequence of suppressing those feelings.He took another sip, letting the burn slide down his throat like punishment. Maybe he deserved it. For still hoping.He never met a couple so toxic but still inseparable.Brad clenched his jaw, shutting his eyes for a moment. His memories assaulted him, taking him back to the first time in those woods.He finally had the cour
Rosalie’s POV I had to clasp my hand around my mouth to stop my gasp from escaping.I couldn’t breathe.My heart thundered in my chest. Every day Daphne always came up with new ways of manipulation.And she was doing the same to Damien.“Are you serious Daphne?” Damien questioned. I placed one foot to the other walking away quietly before they could notice.The rest of the conversation wasn't important, I had to tell Nathan…But he wouldn't believe me.He never did.This was the first time the ball was in my court, I couldn't miss.I needed proof of this, Daphne was cunning if she found out I knew I wouldn't be able to prove it.I retraced my steps back to the table. “Well you've returned” Aunt Lucia remarked and I nodded.“Yes, we might not get this chance again” I lied and instead of settling in my chair, I took the one next to the spot Daphne was to sit on.Two things could be at play here, either Daphne was manipulating Nathan or lying to Damien.I had to be certain before throw
Rosalie POVSlowly I rose to my feet, my eyes glued on Daphne's surprise expression.Had she seen?“Stay away from me, you monster” she whispered, her voice trembling.My hands clenched around the spine of the book I was holding, knuckles going white. “I… what?”Her lips parted, but no words came out at first. Just shaky breaths. Her fingers trembled where her bandage was.“I said stay away!” she burst out, louder this time.Oh. This was just another Oscar winning performance. But no one was around. Why did she keep up with the act?Still I was grateful, a sigh of relief escaping my lips. She hadn’t seen it. She couldn’t have. She was busy invested in trying to make me look bad to notice it.That was a relief.For the first time I actually welcomed her shabby games.Playing along, I bowed my head quickly, forcing myself to act neutral.“I didn’t mean to upset you,” I choked out. “I’ll leave.”I turned on my heel, grabbing the book tighter against my chest, already halfway to the door
Rosalie's POV "Rosalie this isn't funny" he insisted his brows drawn together as he strained to get to his feet.I let go of his arm taking a step back.He badly wanted to believe I did this to him.There had to be a mistake."What is it?" Nathan questioned stepping over some clothes."I can't tell for sure but it looks suspicious we have to get this to the hospital to be tested" the guard announced and my face paled.Daphne wasn't walking down the hallway she had been in my room, she had done this to frame me.I was so lost in thought I didn't hear when footsteps thundered in my direction till he grabbed me by the wrist."I'm giving you on last chance Rosalie, confess and maybe I might be able to help you" he said his eyes pleading.I didn't even care how my appearance made me look guilty. He believed I could do such a heinous thing?"Yes, I'm the villain in this story, I was so desperate that I was devious enough to try and hurt an innocent child growing in my sister's womb" I spat
Rosalie's POV I always had a hard time making friends, even within my own kind.The tears couldn't be held back anymore and the first test slipped through my right eye.I looked at Sia through the blur in my vision, my heart aching. If she wasn't holding Daphne as a hostage I would have given her a hug.“I’m happy,” I whispered, voice barely holding together, “so happy… to be your friend.”Sia’s eyes flickered. Her grip on Daphne didn’t waver, but her voice was softer when she replied, “Stop crying, Rosalie. We still have to leave.”She turned to face the Council, tightening her grip just enough to make Daphne wince.“If you want your precious Luna-to-be to remain alive,” she announced, “you’ll grant us easy access to the pack borders.”A few murmurs broke out, then one of the councilmen spoke up. “If you release Daphne, it can be arranged—”“You think I'm stupid? I want a car now. When we reach the border—then I’ll let her go. Not a second before.”She looked around the room, her to
Rosalie's POVA twist in time.I should’ve known something was amiss when Sia began begging. The fierce lady I knew would never beg.The guards sitting next to me rose to their feet while my jaw was on the floor.Everyone was on their toes, fists clenched, but no one moved.“Let her go! This is only adding to your sentence. She’s pregnant with the future heir— you can’t be heartless enough to kill her!” someone from the front echoed.“Shut up, old man,” Sia spat, her eyes scanning everyone. She turned with Daphne, the chains rattling.If my hands weren’t cuffed, I would’ve applauded her. The strength it took to accomplish this… I was sure she had hurt her hand in the process. But that’s who she was.A fighter.“Let Daphne go!” a voice I knew too well barked. Nathan walked carefully toward them, and Daphne yelped out.“Don’t do it. One suspicious move and I won’t hesitate to kill her. Ask Alpha Kincaid about me,” Sia warned, her hold on Daphne tightening.“Wait. Let’s be calm about thi