ONE GIRL CAN CHANGE THE WORLD When Rosalie Morgan escapes the brutal werewolf who's been holding her captive, she inadvertently starts a war between two rival packs. With a bounty on her head, the entire werewolf population is out to get her, and she ends up in the clutches of the Alpha Twins. Aeron and Cain plan to sell Rosalie back to her hunters for a princely sum but when they realise she's their mate, everything changes. And when it turns out she's not as human as she looks, and that she has the potential to birth a new race of Lycans, they know they can't let her go. Can the Alpha Twins keep her safe when every Alpha wants to breed her? As more secrets are exposed, can Rosalie get over their initial treatment and can Aeron and Cain earn her trust enough for her to ever love them? What to expect: Multiple POV (Primarily focused on the FMC.), explicit sexual scenes, drama, lots of angst and misunderstandings, breeding elements and of course a HEA.
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I remember the day my life changed so vividly.
I’d spent a rare day off from my bar work out with my two best friends Jessie and Emma. We’d gotten a bus into the city and spent the entire day shopping and just hanging out. They were both leaving, going off to college and I was leaving too. I’d worked and saved my arse off and was going to culinary school. The best in the province. I was about to live my dreams. To become a qualified chef, to one day open my own restaurant.
At least that’s how I thought my life was going to go.
I’d said goodbye and gotten off at my stop, running down the path to our house because I was late and my parents were strict. Really strict.
Something had made me pause at the door. A sixth sense almost. As if my gut already knew something awful was about to happen.
I’d glanced back noticing the huge SUV’s parked under the trees and perhaps I’d been too stupid, too naïve to understand what it’d meant.
My key had turned in the lock so loudly against the silence within and as I’d stepped inside all I could hear was strange muffled noises coming from the back of the house.
No lights were on which again should have been a sign. The hallway and living room were in total darkness. Although I could see the beam of light that’d been coming from under the kitchen door.
I’d called out. Called for my parents but no one answered though I knew they were there.
I’d opened the door and gasped.
Someone had grabbed me, pressing my tiny frame into their hard, colossal one and a hand wrapped around my mouth to stifle the cry that had escaped.
“What do we have here?” The man holding me had said staring at my parents. They were both sat at the table held at gunpoint. My father had always been a strong man, a fierce man, but in that moment he’d looked so weak, so utterly petrified, that it’d scared me more than the man holding me.
There were others in the room, other men. Huge. Horrifying. Like the man who held me. They filled the tiny space, they filled the very air, dominating it. Possessing it.
“Let her go.” My mother had begged but the man had just laughed.
“We’ve given you what you asked for.” My father had shouted.
“And now I want something more.” The man had stated shaking me as if I were a toy, a rag doll even. His hand now grasped my jaw forcing me to watch whatever was about to happen.
“She has nothing to do with this.” My father had cried.
“Oh but she does.” The man said. “I was planning on killing you both but now, now I think I might have changed my mind.”
“No...” I begged as a man stepped forward, gun pointed right at my mother’s head. I didn’t know what they wanted. I didn’t even understand what was going on but I knew even then that these men were dangerous. That they were going to kill my parents. Murder them right there in front of me. And no doubt murder me right after.
“Do you want to save them girl?” The man had said against my ear. His voice so cold and malicious it felt like a bucket of cold ice was suddenly thrown over me.
I nodded against his hand.
“Then this is the deal. You’re mine now. You belong to me. Your parents will be allowed to live. I will spare them but only if you comply.”
I’d gulped. Everything in my body had told me not to do it. To not agree but how could I abandon them? How could I let them just be murdered like that?
“What do you say? One life for two? That’s a good deal huh?” He’d murmured running his nose against the soft skin of my neck as if he was trying to breath in my scent like he was some kind of animal.
I shut my eyes. Even as the tears started to roll. He was right. It was a good deal.
“I’ll do it.” I’d said, my voice barely more than a whisper.
My mother had screamed. Yelling at me not too and they’d pistol whipped her over the back of the head laughing.
“Please don’t hurt them. I’ll do what you say. Whatever you want.” I’d cried.
The man had laughed at my words. “Oh I know you will.”
And then he’d dragged me out. Dragged me out of my house, out of my home, away from my parents, away from my life without even a moment to say goodbye.
He’d half thrown me into the back of one of the SUVs and I smacked my face against the leather as I’d landed. He got in beside me almost immediately, yanking me closer to him despite my attempts to move away.
“These are the rules.” He’d growled as a man drove us away. “You obey me in everything. If you fight, if you try to run, if you even think about escaping I will kill them and then I will make you wish you’d never been born understand?”
I’d nodded.
He smirked reaching to undo the buttons on the shirt dress I had on and I smacked his hand away. He’d snarled grabbing my throat so tightly I could barely breathe.
“I just told you the rules. Did you not listen properly?” He’d said, his face right up in mine.
My tears were falling again. I think in that moment I’d realised the enormity of what I’d done. What I’d actually agreed to.
He’d watched me for a moment as if he too understood what had finally sunken into my stupid brain and then he’d moved his hand back to my dress. Back to the buttons. I’d shut my eyes. Helpless to stop him. There’d been two men up front. There was no partition. Nothing hiding what this man was going to do and within seconds my dress was open and my body covered in nothing but my underwear.
“Who are you?” I’d gasped. “Why are you doing this?”
“My name’s Silas.” He growled. “And I’m doing it because I can.”
The men in the front had laughed. Horrible low, guttural laughs as Silas had begun assaulting me.
I bite my lip, feeling my body flush once more with heat.“Then what are you waiting for, Aeron?” I say.He grins, grabbing my shorts and tosses them off. He looks at Cain and clearly something passes between them. Cain wraps his arms around me, pulling me into kiss him. For a moment I’m lost. My brain goes blank. All I can think about is the taste of him.And then I feel it, Aeron’s hands pulling my legs apart, spreading them wide. I gulp, fighting the increasing adrenaline inside me. I’m not scared. Not for a second. But I know what he’s going to do. That my mates are going to give me so much pleasure and right now I’m desperate for it.Aeron chuckles. The arsehole is listening to my thoughts. I shut my eyes, willing my mind to blank. Waiting patiently for him to begin.His tongue licks against me. Despite myself, I squeal. Cain lifts my chin, making me look at him as Aeron starts to go to town on my pussy. He smirks as he sees my face react. I think the pair of them are voyeurs. Th
Cain and I spend the next few days in bed, just dozing. Aeron stays as much as he can but often, I wake to find him gone, only he seems to know it and returns almost immediately with a secretive grin that makes me so nervous.I’m almost entirely healed, all my bruises have faded, all my exhaustion has gone with it. If I’m honest, I’m only really still in bed for Cain but I want to be there, I want to stay beside him while he heals. Axel says he needs another week and then he’ll be recovered but Cain scoffs at that and says he’s getting stronger every day.Whenever I wake, his hands are always around me and more often than not, they seem to be holding my belly which is finally starting to swell enough to be noticeable.But neither of them have touched me. Have done anything but hug me. I can’t tell if it’s because they think I need ‘space’ or because they don’t want to harm our pups. As if that’s a thing.I can feel Cain against me as I open my eyes. He’s doing his best as always to ke
I wake in Cain’s arms. Aeron isn’t here and, for a moment my head panics and I look around, wildly afraid that he’s never coming back.But then his face is there, he’s carrying a tray laden with more food than any of us can eat. His beautiful, impossible eyes meet mine and I can see it, they’re glowing.He puts it down on the bed as Cain slowly stirs.“What time is it?” Cain grumbles and I bite my lip not to laugh. He’s never been much of a morning person, and I’ve realised how much I’ve missed it, his frowns, his want to stay in bed curled up as long as possible.“Mid-morning.” Aeron replies.My eyes widen. It doesn’t feel so late. It feels like we only just shut our eyes. I glance at the window, but the curtains are so thick it doesn’t give a hint to what the day outside is like.“You both needed to rest.” Aeron says, sitting down with the tray between us.Cain sits up just enough to rest against the plush headboard and I shift to get a better view of what delights Aeron has brought
I stay awake watching her. Watching them. They’re curled into each other, holding each other so tightly.The awful stench of Knox is long gone from her skin, but I can feel my Wolf urging me to grab her, to claim her, to make her ours again. I clench my jaw, fighting down the feral thoughts. I can’t do that. I saw the way she reacted, the way she half jumped when she realised we were here, in her room.She needs time. Cain needs time too. Hell, we all do. I slip from the bed as quietly as I can. I know they will heal. I know we’ll move on from this and it’ll all be some horrible memory we can forget about.And soon enough we’ll be welcoming our pups. Our pups. That thought sends a shiver of something through me.I glance back at her. She still looks so fragile and yet she’s proven she’s not. She’s shown everyone her strength, her fierce fight for survival. I feel a wave of pride at that. That she is our mate.I creep out of the room, shutting the door only enough to give them privacy
I’m back in my room. It feels odd to be here. Odd to be alone after being locked up like that. As soon as the door shuts, I strip my clothes off, half wishing I could burn them.I jump in the shower, turning it as hot as I dare, and I scrub. I scrub over and over waiting to feel clean. Waiting for the memories to fade. I don’t know why but it feels worse this time, worse than what Silas did.I sink back against the tiles, wanting to let the tears fall, only, they don’t come. It’s as if I’m numb. Hollow. As if I’ve cried so many tears in Knox’s dungeon that I have none left now, and though in some ways that should be appealing, it really isn’t. Am I this fucking broken?And turn off the shower, and force myself to bury it, to compartmentalise it further. It’s over now. I’m back with Aeron and Cain. The past is in the past - and I’m pregnant.My hands reach down, holding my stomach as if I expect to feel a bump but it’s still so flat. My pups. Our pups. I still can’t quite believe it. T
I blink, opening my eyes. Though I’ve technically been unconscious, I’ve felt every minute of this. Every moment of my pain as well as Rosalie’s. And I’ve relived every second of it too, like a flashback over and over. Of how they attacked me. Of how they stole her away.I try to sit up and someone is there, helping me. I want it to be Rosalie but as my eyes focus, I can see it’s not. Her hair is too dark, her features are too much like mine, like Aeron’s.“It’s okay.” Layla says.I let out a low growl. No, it’s not. Nothing is okay. My mate is gone. Stolen. And I wasn’t able to help her. To defend her. What good am I if I can’t even do that?“Cain?” Someone gasps from the doorway.I look up, my heart freezing at the voice. I know that voice. It sings to my soul. It touches parts of me nothing else could.“Rosalie?” I murmur, frowning.She’s half crying, rushing across the room, throwing herself on me and I shut my eyes breathing in her scent. Only, she smells off. She smells… my Wolf
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