"Rosie deserves to know the truth!" At this point, Melissa was fuming with rage, and as she looked over at Rosalie, her eyes flashed. Melissa remarked that the woman had demoted their mother to an omega status. "Does she have no shame?" Rosalie let out a hiss. "I don't understand how Dad could have let this happen. Was he prepared to take whatever treatment that bitch had in store for him?” She gave her mother a growling glare before turning away from her. Amelia squirmed a little. Melissa, who was biting her lower lip, received a dismissive shake of her head. Melissa said to Amelia, "It was necessary for her to know auntie, please forgive me." She then pulled Rosalie to the side and said, "Chris demoted your father as well. Your parents are now omegas." Rosalie was still reeling from the events of the day. "Why is he behaving in such a manner? Why is he punishing my family? This is completely beyond my comprehension.” Rosalie encircled her mother with her arms and clenched her f
"I'm impressed, son," her dad complimented as they were preparing to leave. "I am certain that my daughter is in good hands," that made Rosalie whimper in sadness. It was as if he was honestly saying farewell to her. She hugged her father again. She'd never seen him so tormented and vulnerable before, not even during the previous battle. "Be strong sweetie," he said as he held his daughter's chin. "We should leave now, or Chris will suspect something's up," he said as he released her. Her mother was crying as she gave her another hug, but this time it was much more intense, and Rosalie had the feeling of being their last embrace together. Rosalie watched from the living room window as her family and friend piled into the sleek, darkly tinted limousine. They had insisted on letting them go out on their own, and Rosalie felt helpless as she watched them do so. When Alex wrapped his arms around her waist, she experienced a peculiar mix of agony and rage. She shifted her weight and hel
Thomas cracked a grin. "My Alpha," he began with caution, because he was aware of Chris's fickle nature. "When do you think you'll put the plan into action?" Chris took the time to remove the tiny vial from its packaging and place it in his hand. The liquid glistened and sloshed around as the sunlight hit it. He grinned. "Patience, my dear brothers," he instructed his betas. They were his powerful allies who helped him in maintaining his authority over the majority of the pack's members. He continued as he slid the vial back into the box's safeguard and said, "The opportunity will become available very soon." He got up from his leather chair and made his way over to the cabinet that was mounted on the wall. He quickly grabbed an invitation card that had an elegant appearance and tossed it in front of them. When Gregory read the invitation, he couldn't help but crack a grin. After a brief pause, he remarked, "Greystone’s Moon Feast." "It's perfect," Chris chuckled. "How come yo
Amelia took a peek around her apartment; it didn't seem like home. The omegas did not have their own individual lodgings; rather, they shared rooms. Only the members of the upper ranks were given their own private quarters. This was not the case in all packs, but it was the way in the silver moon pack. Only a week ago, Scott and she were each given a notice to evict their property. They were forced out of the house they owned without any prior warning. She came to the conclusion that being compelled to live in the lower ranks was not nearly as terrible as she had originally thought. The omegas and the members of the lower tiers would congregate in the large communal living space that they shared. Because they were not dressed to impress others, it did not have the atmosphere of a party. They were simply looking for a place to relax and unwind after a long day of keeping the house and the vast territory surrounding it secure and free from any intruders. At least, she did not experien
Grace felt lonely, and her heart begged for someone to love her. Wolves were not fond of being alone. She was well aware that Chris knew how she was feeling, and he didn’t give a Damm about it. It was painful for her. As she made her way through the maze-like corridors, she wrapped her icy arms around herself in an effort to stay warm. Her Betas bowed to her in respect — rather, to be more accurate, they were FORCED to bow to her since they were shooting nasty stares behind her back. The situation was the same for those in the lower ranks as well. Everyone hated her. She looked out of the large grand window and saw Chris walking into the woods with his two betas in tow. She let out a sigh. These new betas didn't sit well with her. They had a sneaky and sinister appearance. A drop of water landed on her cheek, bringing her out of her trance. She blinked, her fingers immediately wiping the droplet away as she looked up and saw a boy of her age scrambling down the metal stairs. She blin
It had been nearly three months since Rosalie and Alex had mated, and Alex's mood had been a little off for a couple of days. He was preoccupied, but still he looked at her as if she were a tasty morsel to be devoured. His being busy didn't mean they couldn't kiss or grope in his office. As a result, Rosalie trotted into the office at midnight, dressed only in a silk robe. As she made her way to his office, the wolves in the corridor bowed to her. "Hello, there," Alex said, a smile on his face, and then he returned his attention to his keyboard. Rosalie sighed and slid her silky robe down her silky body, allowing it to fall freely. Not a single thread could be seen on her body as she stood bare. She took pleasure in seeing his eyes widen as he looked at her with intensity. "Do you mind?!" She asked him, putting her hand on her hips. "Do you?" he inquired as he prowled towards her, completely forgetting about the strategic planning that he had been engaged in at the time. She felt
When Rosalie opened her eyes, she saw a kaleidoscope of colours whirling in front of her, and she could hear voices calling out to her through the haze. Her throbbing head made it impossible for her to remain in this position and sleep away the hours, so she was forced to look around. After making a painful grunting sound, she opened her eyes with a brisk blink. "Madam Luna?" She was confronted by a voice that sounded terrified. "Rosalie, do you feel okay?" Janet's voice was agitated as she asked the question. Ashley and Amy fumbled around, both of them showing signs of fear on their faces. She was unable to harbour resentment towards them for it. If something were to happen to her, Alex would skin them alive. She had her eyes closed as she continued to concentrate on what she was doing, which was lying on her back in the sand. She struggled to maintain her upright position as a sudden twisted pain in her abdomen prevented her from doing so. As a result, she fell backwards. She was
The first thing that came to Rosalie's mind was that Alex had to be with his Betas, and she was correct in her assumption. Her thoughts were carefully guarded by her. She didn't want him to find out about the pregnancy. She longed for her mother to be there so that she could question her about how she had broken the news to her father that they were expecting a child. As she nodded off, she curled up in a ball on her bed and assumed the foetal position. It's not that she didn't want to be pregnant; she was actually thrilled to be carrying Alex's baby. It was just that the timing didn't work out. Chris was still obsessed with her, and he was hatching some sort of nefarious scheme to seduce her. It was obvious by the fact that he had barred her family from even attending the feast, and by the fact that he had been sleeping around with omegas and causing trouble for his pack. She was concerned about how she would break the news to her parents that she was pregnant. She could not even tal