Cold. Ruthless. Decadently dangerous. These were the only words to describe Alpha Rose. Everything she touched bent to her will, and although strikingly beautiful as a red rose, she had a wall of vicious thorns.But, what happens to this "Big Bad She-Alpha" when she stumbles upon her mate- a mysterious omega from a poor rogue pack? And, what happens when an old friend with whom she shares an unspoken past, comes back into the picture?Is Alpha Rose prepared to face the most difficult battle of her lifetime- the battle of love, desire... and secrets?
Lihat lebih banyakI stood there; my deep blue eyes locked on my mother's. Her eyes were a shade of icy blue which glowed in the silvery moonlight, reflecting my small, skinny figure in them. Her teeth were out in two shard- like fangs, an indication that she was at her limit with regards to her overflowing, and usually infinite patience.
I was, however not in the mood to back down from this little spat she and I were having. I refused to lose today and my patience with her had grown thin a long time ago.
“What do you mean a proposal? What kind of proposal are you trying to make? You cannot simply tell me to go to one of the most powerful werewolf packs with a simple ‘Good day, Alpha, my mother has a proposal for you’”.
I then shook my head, vigorously and in absolute shock at her lack of clarity. Was she trying to make me look stupid?
By now, my mother and I were at the brink of falling further away from each other and the familial bonds which, once connected us, now threatened to drive us apart. This tear had been there ever since I could remember. Ever since she started controlling my life.
“What are you planning, mom? Why can’t you tell me since you’re making me the delivery boy for this message?” My voice was almost pleading. All I wanted from her was the truth and for her to show me that she could trust me with this information which seemed more important than her own child.
She shook her head, making her silky platinum blond hair shake and flow like strands of woven silk which, within seconds, were brought back to their exact places. Not a single strand stood out of place. She was beautiful, there was no doubt, but her face was my face and slowly, it had become a face I had grown to hate with a searing and burning passion.
"I have told you more than once that I have great plans for the alpha’s daughter. I made a promise, and I don't break my promises!" She yelled, attempting to grab one of my hands, but I stepped back and looked at her with all the hostility I could muster.
Trust the Moon Goddess to make herself so high and mighty. She always had everyone else’s interests in mind, but never mine, her own son’s.
"So then why can’t you tell me the plans you have for her?"
She shot me a look which I could only describe as a mixture of anger and guilt. I then suddenly realised that the reason my mother would not elaborate further on this topic, was because she was probably involving me in this “proposal” somehow. That was the only time she refused to be transparent with me- when she decided to use me as pawn on her chessboard.
"Just go there, meet with her parents and tell them my proposal... The sooner the better." She said.
Her previous look was now replaced by one of raging authority and firmness. I knew I could not refuse, no matter what I did, my mother had me wrapped around her finger. Then again, I was only seventeen. Just a few more years and I would be done with listening to her and following her around like a mindless puppy. Little did I know this time would come sooner than anticipated and with consequences I would have never imagined.
It was not that I was against doing what she had asked, I just hated the fact that it was she who had asked it of me. If it were anyone else, I would comply within a heartbeat, absolutely no questions asked. But my mother was sneaky and tactful.
With a look of disregard for her, I took the hand she held out for me, allowing her icy skin to press against mine as she chanted something under her breath. As she did this, I made a secret oath to myself, this would be the last time that I would allow her to make me her puppy. This would be the last time I would let her control my life like she had controlled my father’s. I was not like him, and I would show her just that.
Within seconds I was teleported to the front of a familiar old house covered in a coat of white paint and delicate green vines covering most of the bottom sections of the walls and stretching around the four pillars in front of the door in a spiral-like fashion. The home had such a warm and loving aura around it, that the previous feelings of hostility and anger towards my mother had been replaced by a feeling of something akin to joy. I could not even count the times my mother and I had been here. I could hardly even measure the hours spent roaming around the beautiful grassy pack grounds, the luscious woods that enclosed this beautiful pack buzzing with laughter and happiness, the fields which always seemed to be bursting with the fragrances of a multitude of aromatic flowers… and her. It would be impossible to tally up the endless seconds I spent basking in her presence. The love and hate for her, always giving me a feeling of whiplash and deep confusion. It was a feeling I had become addicted to. In her presence it was as though all lines were blurred yet clear and precise all at the same time.
I was so lost in my nostalgic feeling that I failed to realise that a tall, strong man with the kindest, yet authoritative eyes was staring at me with an amused grin. He soon cleared his throat and I snapped back to reality, a small blush creeping on my face as I realised that I had been staring around like an idiot.
“I wasn’t expecting you here today.” His voice was deep, yet calm and soft. It was always as if he had received his voice from the echoes of calm seas.
If only I had known that this would be the last day seeing his kind blue eyes and hearing his kind voice.
If only I had known that this would be the day, I would betray both her and my mother, without a second thought.
ROSE"Grayson, get off your phone and help your baby sister get the cereal from the cupboard... I'm not joking Gray! Right now!" I yelled as I put the kettle on.Grayson, the young boy I'd rescued nine years ago had grown into a handsome, healthy and very grumpy teenager. I treated him as I did his younger sister, my own biological child and expected him to take the role of alpha... After I transformed him into a werewolf (it was a promise I made to him). I absolutely adored both of my children."Mom, can't she use a ladder to get it down herself." Gray yelled as he took his headphones off.I shook my head at him, grabbed the cereal and handed it to the copper haired girl with piercing blue eyes."Here we go Rachel."She smiled and sat next to her brother, sticking her tongue out and teasing him. I chuckled. Soon Deami
ROSEI was lying on the floor, winded and in shock. What kind of sick and twisted person was she? She must have been a teenager when she'd instructed Adamson to do such a thing... How sick was Scarlett... And how sick was Adamson to obey her. A young girl giving a slightly older boy such an instruction. It was then that I remembered it all. Adamson. He was why I became what I became. He was ruthless when it came to my torture and the deaths of my parents, an older teenage boy. That's what he was back then. A teenager committing acts of terror. And if he was so young and could do such horrible things, what stopped me. When I'd finally escaped, he'd left.It was then that I grew angry. I felt my bones begin to crack and I howled out as fur began to sprout from my skin. I was turning."What?" Scarlett gasped. I guess she forgot about my little unusual ability to transform.
ROSEScarlett stood there in shock. She still couldn't believe it. However, in a matter of minutes her face grew to desperation and she grabbed a nearby rogue."This will have to do!" She said. She cut him, bled him into the ceramic, recited something in ancient tongue and then drank the mixture. It honestly happened so fast that I had no time to react and in a matter of moments, her body began thrashing forward and back, her eyes rolled back, and she fell to the ground. Horrified but still aware of her growing threatening presence I inched closer to her now still body which lay on the ground. Suddenly, her eyes darted open, her hair immediately changing into a dark silver colour and her eyes started becoming a reddish colour. This didn't feel right. What did she do to herself?She stood up so quickly I barely saw her, and then smiled. What the hell."See I may not be
ROSEI didn't know how to feel or how to act. By this time, Deamian had explained everything to me and I was in a state of utter shock. Apparently, Scarlett was taking her revenge on Deamian because she expected to become the next and final moon goddess since they were in love. Now she had a whole revenge plan calculated and constructed to perfection. She was the one who dragged him out of the place but could not bring me along because they hadn’t had enough time. They needed Deamian's Moon blood seeing as he was half of his mom's species. They also needed me for the moon flower essence which I had absorbed, which meant I walked right into their trap. They needed to do it now, before the essence integrated with my DNA and it became impossible to extract. That meant, they only had today. I wish I'd known. I wish I'd been more aware, less naive and gullible. I wish I were alpha Rose and not Rose, Moon Goddess with actual emotions.
ROSEScarlett and I were quiet as we drove. We both knew that when push came to shove, I'd have to use what little power I had... And that would leave me vulnerable and ready to be caught, just as they wanted. There was no denying that this was a trap, that they knew I would stop at nothing to find Deamian who was currently more important than I was when it came to fulfilling their plans.Soon we passed a sign that read "Nightfall Valley". The infamous public werewolf graveyard. Although it was now old and abandoned, there'd been rumours of ghosts at night haunting the place. That was probably true... But I highly doubted they were ghosts. We passed the entrance and I parked on the pavement, next to a pile of rotting wood. Once we exited the car, I felt it. The lingering feeling of the bond between Deamian and I."He's here!" I said, and then grabbed the rifle and swung it around me. It would
ROSEThe next morning, I woke up to the feeling of a cold and empty bed with nothing but a scribbled note next to me. It read:Would have grabbed you too but your boyfriend gave us quite a struggleImmediately goodebumps formed on my flesh and I began shaking. They had taken Deamian in our sleep. They had taken him, and I had no clue where the hell he was. Immediately I jumped out of bed, following his scent out of the house and towards the centre of the pack grounds, not caring that I was in pyjamas because the place was practically deserted with all the killings that had happened the previous night.Panic ran through me as I reached the end of the pack grounds at the gate and the scent of Deamian just disappeared. I even tried to tap into our mind link, try to enter his mind, but I felt still so weak, like a new-born baby.&
ROSEI never felt so cold before. So cold it felt as though melted ice flowed through my veins."Rose?" that voice. I knew that voice anywhere."Deamian?" I muttered out my eyes were still shut, unable to open."Rest. You overused your magic abilities." he whispered. But I didn't want to rest. I wanted to go after Adamson and stab him multiple times in the neck with a pen. That's what he deserved after all.Slowly I fought the invisible force preventing me from opening my eyes.Eventually, I managed to pry my lids open, hissing as the light poured in.Deamian looked down at me, disappointed that I didn't listen.I can't just rest. Not after Adamson. Not after he tried to take someone important away from me... Again. I mind linked him this he sighed, giving up.
ROSEAdamson glared at me. His wolf form was intimidating yes, almost enough to intimidate me. To have me cowering, shaking. He had grown more powerful from the last time I’d seen him. Why was he here… was he in charge?"I see now that I shouldn't have let you live. No, not at all my thorny Rose." he said. That name, that name shot chills through my spine and almost had me absolutely in a state of panic. But I couldn't back down. Despite the flashes of memories of this monster torturing me, laughing at my screams, and humiliating me." What do you want, Adamson?" I asked. I noticed now how his pack had changed thanks to my killings years back. Now his pack was filled with rogues of different rankings, and humans. They were even larger than before."wouldn’t you like to know, my pet?" another demeaning name that made me shiver. But I had to stand my
ROSEAir... I needed air.That was the only thought ringing through my mind as I awoke. My throat was dry, and my ears rang. Was I supposed to feel this way after the memory ceremony? Like I'd been hit by a truck and then smashed continuously by the hulk?I slowly moved my head around and my breath hitched. There was no one here. Not a single soul in the silent, dark place."Hello?" I called out. I then began to hear violent whispers in my ear. I couldn't quite decipher what they were saying."All hail her majesty, Rose, the new Goddess." they screamed in my ears making me cover them with my shaking fingers.Then silence and darkness.Slowly, I began to hear distorted yells and my eyes began to flutter open."…whatever it takes, don't let them near her!" Mr Gimmw
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