LOGINROSENTINEThe applause, the sudden rush of cheers when my sister made her announcement, it hit me all at once, and for a second, it felt like the room had tilted under my feet.I just stood there, frozen at the corner, watching as they hugged and everyone swarmed around them with their faces bright with happiness. I felt my heart sink into my stomach, the sight making me feel emotions I didn’t know existed.After all, Rosalia claiming she was willing to be Alpha Bastian’s Luna meant they were going to marry each other.I couldn’t help but press my lips together, trying to make my face into something neutral, anything that wouldn’t betray how much the announcement had gutted me. I hated myself for it.I hated that I could only think of how much it hurt when I should have been celebrating for Rosalia.When did I become so bitter and selfish, anyway?It was supposed to be a new beginning for all of us, but I couldn’t dredge up any real happiness, not even for her.“Rosentine.” Owen’s voi
ROSENTINE“Are you nervous?” I asked, voice low, eyes darting sideways to Hana, whose hand pressed against mine as we made our way into the banquet hall. The place was already alive with pack members, and I noticed that some faces were new to my eyes, while others were familiar from around the packhouse.“A little.” Hana’s grip on me only tightened, like she was entering a new world. I was about to whisper something reassuring when Owen’s voice suddenly called me.“Rosentine!” he raised his hand, and I turned on instinct, feeling Hana shrink behind me, her hand almost clinging now. Owen’s gaze then flicked to her, narrowing his eyes. “Who’s that behind you? A friend?”“Huh? No, it’s Hana,” I said, forcing a smile since I could practically feel her discomfort from behind me, where she was hiding. “I dressed her for tonight’s occasion, you see.”Owen leaned in, peering over my shoulder with a quizzical tilt of his head.“Oh, but why are you hiding?” His eyes found Hana, and the sudden a
ROSENTINEThe whole pack house was buzzing with excitement as there would be another banquet later this evening. Everyone was busy, the corridor echoed with footsteps, people shouting instructions, and laughter bubbling as they rushed to finish their tasks. In the middle of it all, I sat alone on my bed with a half-finished knitted sweater on my lap.I had been working on this for days, and every time I thought I’d gotten it right, I’d find a mistake like a missed stitch or a crooked line, and I would end up tugging the yarn loose and starting over, determined to get it just right.After all, this would go with the gifts I wanted to give Rosalia.I knew I should be focusing on the neatness of my stitches, but my mind kept drifting back to last night, causing my heart to race faster and my cheeks to tingle with warmth.Even now, I still couldn’t believe that Alpha Bastian and I had made up and cleared the air between us. The way he gently brushed my cheek, the sincerity in his apolog
BASTIAN“What?” Rosentine blinked, like my words had hit her square in the face. For a heartbeat, she just stared, probably weighing her options and wondering if she should agree to what I’d suggested not.I let her have that moment to think. My mind, though, was already drifting back, replaying the conversation I’d had with Owen in my study earlier.Hearing him question me if there was a problem with him and Rosentine having a relationship had struck me harder than I’d care to admit. Sure, I’d noticed them getting closer these past few days, but seeing him touch her so casually, so openly, right in front of me—it grated on something deep inside.I was on the verge of losing my composure, but then, almost like he sensed it, Owen just led her out. And the moment the door closed behind her, he turned, catching me off guard with his question if I liked Rosentine.At that moment, I couldn’t answer. Not then. Maybe not even now, because I myself wasn’t sure of what exactly I was feeling. A
ROSENTINEWhat on earth did I just hear? For a moment, my mind blanked, and I found myself glancing at Beta Owen, hoping for even the smallest hint, but all I got was the faintest shrug and a steadying look.Sure, I appreciated that he was taking my side, but I didn’t want him lying. Was this another weird way of helping me out?“What?” Alpha Bastian asked, his single word hung in the air, and I swallowed, my nerves prickling because, honestly, it looked like the two of them might start fighting right here in the study.The way they glared at each other, you’d never think they were friends at all. It caught me completely off guard.“Uh…” I started, but nothing useful came out. I was supposed to be here to talk to Alpha Bastian, to explain myself, to thank him for the children’s program he’d created, not… whatever this was.Instead, all I could do was stand there, trapped between them, wishing I could rewind time and start this conversation over.“Hey,” I reached out, hesitantly touchi
OWEN“Are you okay?” I asked, glancing at Rosentine, who sat beside me in the backseat, so quiet I wondered if she was even breathing.She turned to me, lips curving into a shaky smile, nodding to convince me, but I could see right through it.From the moment I saw her, I’d been keeping a close eye on her. There was just something about her presence; it was gentle and easy, but she also looked so much like Bastian’s mate.I’d had a hunch he’d choose her, though I never imagined they’d turn out to be sisters. Since then, observing Rosentine became a habit, which was why I could tell whether she was lying or not.“What happened earlier? Why does Bastian look pissed?” I asked, even though I’d already witnessed everything from the window.I’d seen Rosentine and Rosalia in the garden, watched them walk together, and saw the moment Rosalia tumbled onto the ground all on her own. I couldn’t hear what they’d been talking about, but the way the maid looked at Rosentine told me something—they w







