"Rose?" Charles whispered, stepping out of the shadows.I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God you're here," I whispered back. "I was starting to worry that you wouldn't make it.""Calm down, Rose," Charles said in a comforting voice. "We must leave quickly now." Charles led me to the mysterious hidden door and handed me a book he wrote about our family. "I will make sure to tell my unborn child about you,his Uncle," I vowed through tears. "Will you return?" Charles asked, his voice filled with emotion. "I'll make sure my unborn child knows his roots and father," I sobbed hard, thanking Charles for his love and care. "You must go now, Alex will be back from hunting soon," Charles said as we said our goodbyes, hoping we would meet again.I followed the secret passageway that Charles showed me, escaping from Alex's castle at last. Every minute I stayed was a minute too long, carrying Alex's cub but treated so cruelly. As I hurried through the passage, I rubbed my still-flat belly
George POV:I had made camp for the night and was sitting by the fire when I heard a sound in the bushes. I saw a frazzled young woman had collapsed unconscious. As I reached her, a lunar birthmark shone luminously on her back - this must be the girl I've sought for so long, the prophecy told of! I turned her over and gasped. "Isn't this Alpha King Alex's mate?" I hesitated, unsure what to do. But as I tried to leave, she grabbed my hand weakly and pleaded, "Please help me." I could not leave her so I took her in, building up the fire. When she awoke, I gave her food and water. The next day we set off towards Hazelwood together. As we walked, I felt honored to be helping fulfill the prophecy at last. Soon we came to a junction where my friends Glenda and Daphne greeted us. "George, still don't know the safest route to Hazelwood I see!" Glenda joked. "Very funny," I replied. "This is Rose. Rose, these witches will help guide us home." Daphne smiled warmly at Rose. "You're safe w
Rose’s POV:Five years have passed. I watch my son Jeremy play in the sand, giggling as Glenda and Daphne act as his aunties and George as one of his uncles. I sit on the porch remembering Alex, Jeremy's father and Charles, his kind uncle. I don't know what the future holds but I chose peace. "When you choose peace, be ready to say a lot of goodbyes," I often think.Jeremy looks at me, smiling. Then his eyes turn from blue to bright green. I gasp in shock. "Come here, Jeremy," I call to my little son. "You're safe under my love," I whisper. Alex is a lycan and I am half werewolf, half witch. The prophecy has long passed, yet here sits a child of two worlds. Jeremy cuddles close. I stroke his hair, thinking of the journey that brought us here. I thought I was fleeing my past, but it followed me in this precious child. Glenda comes to the porch. "All okay, Rose?" she asks, looking from me to Jeremy. I smile. "More than okay. This is where I'm meant to be."She hugs us both. "Family
To my readers,As you turn the final page of this book and set it down, I want to express my deepest gratitude for sharing this story with me. Reading is a solitary act, yet one that connects us to each other across continents and cultures. By opening the cover of this book, you invited me into your thoughts and dreams for a few precious hours. You gave me the gift of your time and imagination, for which I am forever grateful. Through these pages you have laughed and cried, hoped and feared alongside my characters. You have travelled to unfamiliar places and met interesting people, all from the comfort of your own home. I thank you for joining me on this journey, for your insights, empathy and willingness to see the world through new eyes. Writing this book has been a labor of love for me, but without readers it would simply gather dust on a shelf. You have brought these characters to life simply by caring about their stories and journeys. And for that, I cannot thank you enough.
Rose’s POV: Crescent moon pack is a very powerful pack in the Atlantis the Kingdom of Werewolves. The alpha of Crescent moon pack was the supreme alpha of all the packs in the kingdom. They are not just respected and feared for no reason, they are made up of lycans. Lycans and Werewolf might possess similar features but the lycans are more powerful than the werewolves in every aspect. Werewolves are known for their proud nature but this pack has the most pride. They are also different from other packs since they don't have an omega in their pack. Instead omegas from other packs work for them. The alpha of this pack and also at the same Time the supreme Alpha king of all the packs in this kingdom of Atlantis no other than Alex Fernando. He is the most ruthless and powerful Lycan whose name is heard in all the kingdom. He is a handsome man who has lived for many years. In human age,he is in his late twenties but in werewolf age,he has lived for one thousand years. He wasn't just f
ALEX'S POV:My wolf howled in anger and pain as I stared at her daring face.She picked up her bucket and arrange her clothes in them. Without sparing me a glance,she walked past me.This lowly omega wouldn't stop surprising me. Did she just reject me, ignored me and walk past me?"Stop there", I yelled in a loud voice and she stopped on her tracks.I started walking towards her with slow steps.ROSE'S POV:My heart beat increased in it's pace as I heard his footsteps behind me."I shouldn't be scared, right?. I know he would not want me as his mate too so I helped the both of us", I thought and I got my courage back.I turned towards him immediately and we bumped into each other, my bossom pressing against his chest.I was uncomfortable with the closeness, I stepped back but he grabbed my neck tightly and he made me stare into his eyes which were burning like fire."Who do you think you are to reject me?", he asked."I only did what normal werewolves do,I rejected you because I don't
Rose's POV. As soon as I opened my eyes,I was greeted with total darkness. The incident that happened between supreme Alpha Alex and I rushed into my head.I remembered passing out in the process of his men whipping me, maybe I was still unconscious because that's the only explanation for this darkness and emptiness. I pinched myself and I realized that I was awake. It was so dark here that I couldn't see even a tiny ray of light. I wondered where I was,maybe I was in hell. "Hello", my faint voice echoed and there was no response. I tried standing up but the pain I felt when I was being whipped was still there. I bit my lips and closed my eyes,all I wanted was to escape from this darkness and the pain I was feeling right now. *** I opened my eyes again and I was greeted with the same darkness, nothing changed. I Wonder how long I have been here. I felt very weak,hungry and thirsty. This was the normal routine for me now, waking up and sleeping after realizing that I was still in
Brenda’s POV:I grinned my eyes in hot jealousy, "How could that be?”, I asked out of curiosity. “How do I know, I'm not the moon goddess”, Hailey chips in as she breaths out.” "Well she isn't that lucky though, because Alex will make her life a living hell”... Hailey added.Lisa stood in akimbo, still can't believe what her ears have heard, she was born and bred with the deep hatred from her mother for her cousin sister is unwavering. She had always got it in her whereas Hailey is unlike her though blood is blood, they always support each other when it comes to a primary subject.I, in between little discussion and the shocking news Hailey broadcasted, “you know what? there have never been good news from you to me, always bad ones”, I slam Hailey in discomfort. “Ouch! Sorry sweetheart, you know, that hurts”, Hailey said while she makes a hand gesture to her chest pretending her heart pains then chuckles...“Silly girl, why are you even here?. Won't you go to your lowly mate”, Lisa