For nearly two decades, Madison Evans has led her pack, Blue Meadow as Alpha. Alone. In all that time, she has yet to meet her fated mate. She has dedicated her life to leading like a good alpha should and training her siblings to become the destined Royal leaders of the shifter world. But being without a mate has taken it’s toll on her and her wolf, Infinity. A deep depression has set in and without the magic of her Luna, Infinity is going feral. Maddie is losing hope that she will ever find her destined love and she feels that Selene has abandoned and forgotten her. Joshua Logan, three-time Super Bowl champion and sixteen-year veteran quarterback of the Green Bay Packers, has found himself in a bit of situation. Despite all his success over the years, he is learning that resigning a contract with his recent injuries is proving near impossible. Frustrated and depressed, he spies Maddie in the most unlikely of places. Obsessed with finding her again, Joshua turns up in Blue Meadow, unknowingly placing himself in a world of supernatural danger. As the situation between Maddie and Josh builds, so does the unrest and malice within the shifter world. The darkness has been focused on Maddie and Blue Meadow, but unable to bring her down, it shifts focus to her family and allies. Will the mounting danger of attacks and the political conflicts keep Maddie and Josh from growing their bond? Will Josh fall in love with Maddie, choosing to stay and be her Luna? Or will he go back to his life in the human world, leaving Maddie alone once again? Continue on for the exciting conclusion of The Alpha’s Rose in The War of the Royals.
もっと見るALPHA MADISON EVANS POV
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I groan out loud as I turn over in my bed and slap haphazardly on my nightstand to turn off my alarm. It takes a few tries, but I finally hit it. I sigh in relief when it goes silent. I seriously contemplate just rolling over, burying myself back in to my covers, and going back to sleep.
Goddess I loathe the early mornings. Not that that has ever been enough to keep me in bed, enjoying my slumber. Nope. I always push it aside to get up and get going on the overwhelming amount of responsibilities that I have. It is legitimately never ending. No matter how much I accomplish in a day, there’s always just as much, or more, waiting for me the next day.
Yes, I’m wallowing, and I really don’t give a damn. I am staring at my ceiling while I wait for the drive and motivation to get out of bed to finally hit me, even though I know it won’t. I’ll have to push myself to get up and right now, I just don’t want to put forth that effort.
I sigh when the text alert goes off on my phone. I pick it up and read the new message. Today of all days, I should have known it would be from Mama.
Mama: Happy Birthday, my Sweet Pea!!! Daddy and I can’t wait to see you at breakfast today! I love you… bigger than Pi is infinite!
A tear slips out of my eye while reading her text message. Mama always knows how to make me feel loved. When she uses our love phrase, the one we’ve had for as long as I can remember, it makes me feel like a carefree kid again. Back when I used to enjoy the early mornings; the adventure of a new day and what I could learn from it.
I have long since forgotten what that feels like.
I miss coming into the kitchen to see her cooking breakfast in the early mornings. I miss her warm, comforting embrace and the wide, genuine smile I receive as soon as she sees me. I miss the intellectual challenges she used to give me and the way I could talk with her about anything without fear of a misunderstanding or her being intimidated by me.
My amazing Mama, I miss her being my rock and my shining star all in one. Now, I have to be those things for myself. And I have been, for many years. But fuck I’m tired. So, Goddess-damned tired.
I text her back a quick message.
Me: I can’t wait to see you both, too! Love you, bigger than Pi is infinite.
I lie in bed staring at the ceiling for another minute. ~Happy Birthday, Infinity. Will you be enjoying the day with me today?~ I ask my wolf, hoping with all of my heart that I hear her sweet but slightly gravelly voice. Instead my question is answered with a low, angry, snarling-growl. More tears slip from my eyes hearing her non-verbal answer.
~Okay. I understand. I love you and I miss you.~ I tell her, not knowing if she understands me anymore. But I still try. Every single day, I try to reconnect with her.
Reluctantly, I get up from my warm bed and head into the bathroom for my shower. I can hear the warriors beginning their sparring outside. The familiar noises of fists hitting flesh and the loud grunts of pain and exertion float in from the windows that I left open last night.
Normally, I would be with them, leading them as their Alpha. But not today. Today is my birthday. The one and only day a year that I take off. Completely and totally. I’m not available through pack link or cell phone and I stay off property until early in the morning. I take the entire day for myself. No one seems to have a problem with it, nor should they. I work hard for the pack the other 364 days of the year. One day of freedom shouldn’t be too much to ask.
I shower and get ready, dressing in a sexy black thong with a matching lace bra. I pair that with black skinny jeans and a deep V-neck purple sleeveless top. I strap on my black leather knee-high riding boots after I french braid my long dark brunette hair back and secure it with a tie. I grab my hot pink, purple, and black leather moto jacket out of the hall closet along with my matching gloves and helmet. I exit the Alpha suite, securing the door behind me and I make my way down to the garages.
I pass pack members that give me the surplus of usual greetings like, “Good Morning, Alpha,” and “Happy Birthday, Alpha”. I give them all a head nod or a thank you in return, but no one tries to interrupt me from getting to my destination. Everyone knows not to stop me today. However, that doesn’t seem to keep my beta from saddling up next to me and following down to the garage.
“So, Alpha. Any big plans for today?” Greta asks with mischief in her eyes.
“Yes, actually. I’m having breakfast with Mama and Daddy. Then, I’ll see where the day takes me.” Yes, I still call my parents Mama and Daddy. I get weird looks sometimes when I bust out with that, especially from adults. But they are my parents, and I will call them that until the day I die.
“Hunter is on standby at the airfield if you feel the need.” She tells me. I nod in acknowledgement.
“Thanks, Greta. See you tomorrow.” I say as I strap on my helmet and start up my custom painted hot pink and purple Ducati Superleggera V4. I was lucky as fuck to get one of the last produced models and it is the only expensive indulgence I have ever had.
I don’t shop like most females. I’m not into clothes or makeup, even though I used to enjoy those things. I do have some elegant dresses and periodically donning makeup is essential in my position. Despite that, all of my money goes into my savings, investments, or back to the pack. So, truthfully, I really didn’t bat an eyelash at spending over $100K on a motorcycle seven years ago. It’s been the best money I’ve ever spent on myself. I just wish I got to ride her more often than I do.
I rev the engine, smiling as I feel the powerful vibrations rumbling underneath me and I take off out of the garage. As I emerge from the false bright overheads of the garage into the darkness of predawn, I pop a wheelie then head for the pack gates. The orphan pups on their way to the packhouse for breakfast see me coming. They run to the edge of the road, waving, and laughing. I pop another wheelie to give them a thrill as I go by and they go wild, making me genuinely smile. I love pups and the ease of amusing them.
I pick up speed as I near the front gate that is already sitting open for me. I accelerate again and peel out of the gate. My patrol wolves howl in acknowledgement as I pass them.
UNKNOWN POV I watch from the tree top where I’m perched, just on the edge of Blue Meadow’s territory lines, but safely inside ‘no man’s land’. The safe zone, where I won’t be detected and hunted by patrol wolves. I see Alpha Madison leading her pack to the large granite stone in the middle of the blue dahlia field where they hold their funerals. Walking next to the little runt shifter is a man I never expected to see on Blue Meadow territory. I never expected to see him on any pack territory. Anywhere. Ever. Joshua Logan. We received word that she found her mate and shockingly, he is human. I came to investigate myself instead of sending a lacky spy in my place. I had to know for sure, with my own eyes, if our information is correct. It seems our informant wasn’t lying. Famous NFL star Joshua Logan is her fated mate. She wouldn’t be holding hands like that if he wasn’t. This poses a serious problem for
JOSH POV Holy fuck! I have magic?! Seriously? This can’t be real! Can it? I guess it can, since werewolves are real. Soulmates are real. My life being turned into a supernatural shit show is real. So, why CAN’T I have magic too? Fuck. My. Life. Why the hell was I the one who was given this… what even is this? A curse? A gift? Right this very minute, it feels like a curse. All of a sudden, I am feeling incredibly overwhelmed. I’m overwrought with anxiety and sexual tension. The last few days have been a lot and I’m really not sure I can handle much more at one time. I just thought I was helping Maddie with her own grief, simply by being by her side and holding her hand. I didn’t know I was doing all of that magical emotional morphing stuff. I run my hands over my face and up into my hair. How much weirder can my life get right now? I really miss the days, which were not that long ago mind you, when all
MADDIE POV “We can get into MI a little more later on. Right now though, I want to fill you in on something that happened at the funeral stone tonight. The reason I kissed you and thanked you after the howling.” I say as I come out from behind my desk and sit on my sofa. I pat the cushion next to me, inviting Josh to sit with me. Josh sits beside me and takes my free hand, “You know, I was curious about that.” He says as he leans over and gives me a little kiss. “However, whatever the reason may be, I’ll never deny you a kiss, Maddie.” I know I begin to blush. I don’t know why either. “Well umm,” I have to clear my throat, giving me a moment to get my hormones back under control. A simple peck brings my desire for Josh roaring right back to the surface. Unfortunately, this isn’t the time, but it’s coming. Fin begins wagging her tail and purring a bit at the thought of finally having our mate. “I haven’t fully explained the Luna position t
MADDIE POV The feeling begins while I’m standing on the funeral stone reading off the names of our fallen. My heart is heavy and aching. I can feel Infinity whimpering in pain and sadness inside my head, our guilt overwhelming us both, because we didn’t protect our whole pack from the torturous pains of death. But as I near the end of my list, I feel a pull, a tug on my despair. As it leaves my body, my voice gains strength and my emotions of peace and serenity coat my prayer to Selene. I know the pack feels the change too. As they lift their heads to howl their final goodbye, their wolves move forward, wanting to acknowledge the impact their Luna is having on all of our grief. I hear their gruff animal voices in the pack link, almost bringing me to my knees in shock and surprise. Our wolf spirits don’t choose to communicate with many other than their human counterpart and their mate. Even our pups don’t hear their wolf parent’s voice very many times
JOSH POV This is quite the experience. I’ve never witnessed something of this magnitude before. Yes, I’ve been to funerals, but I’ve never seen one as big as this. Not only is it a large crowd, but everyone is walking to the funeral site. All the funerals I’ve attended in my life, everyone drove to the cemetery. And they were usually in the morning or early afternoon, not at night. It is pitch black out here. All I can see are our candles and the faces of the people nearest to me illuminated by their own candle’s tiny flame. But far in the distance, I can see larger flames lighting up the night. I’m just thankful that Maddie has a hold of my hand, or I wouldn’t be able to find my way. As we get closer, I realize the flames I saw are torches. Fires blaze at the top of long wooden poles that are standing tall from being secured in stone holes. The stone in which these holes are carved stands high above our heads. It looks to be at least ten foot tall a
MADDIE POV“Sweet pea?” Mama calls out, checking to see if I’m here. I step into my bedroom from the bathroom with my hair done and clothing in hand.“Hey Mama. You and Josh have a good afternoon?” I ask. She still looks tired but she’s moving around much better than she was earlier today, so I know she’s recovering fairly well.“Yes. I filled him in on a lot of things today. He seems to be absorbing it all pretty well. I guess that’s to be expected since he’s your fated mate. Selene wouldn’t gift you someone who fought the existence of shifters too much. He looked through the photo album several times and each time he had many questions. But he never seemed scared or repulsed by anything, so that’s good.”“Honestly, I’m surprised that he’s taken everything in so well. Most humans run away when they first meet a shifter or see us shift. I just knew seeing the battle would make him run and reject me, but he didn’t. I am pleasantly surprised by him each time we talk. Where is he, by the
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