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~Rosie I run my hands along the duvet, my throat dry. Time stands on the other side of the bed, rifling through the dresser. My heart flutters, my stomach turns over. Why did I agree to this again? I know why, because I’m lonely, and curious, and could do with a good night sleep, which could be assisted by the warmth of a body next to me. Even if that body belongs to my mate, who I shouldn’t even be near right now. I stare at his back. Beneath his inky blue shirt, I can see his muscle shifting as he closes the dresser draw. Quickly darting my gaze away, I concentrate on my duvet smoothing, until he turns around, tossing me a long shirt, which must belong to him. He raises an eyebrow at me wordlessly. I could protest, knowing I have less revealing options back in my room, but I decide against it. I’m too tired to argue. “Turn around,” I scold. Surprisingly, no protest, or snarky retort, as he turns around, facing the wall. I quickly change, not taking my eyes off him for a single
Time 33
~ Time (original Time from Rosie's era)I sit still in my seat, watching her.I'm not sure what it is about Jennifer that bothers me so much. It's been a few weeks of this strange, although irritating university student who has been helping me retain my magic again. It has been a slow, tedious process, but finally, it may seem like we are coming to a conclusion.This entire time I've had nothing else on my mind other than Rosie. What is she doing? Is she even still alive? I don't think I'm bad enough to have done that to my mate, even with my dark history, but I can help as my mind wanders. If Rosie was gone ... I don't know what I'd do."I finally have it," Jennifer mutters, walking around the room holding a clear plastic container full of sopping wet bandages. She's been telling me she's just a student, but I have suspicions she's been working with magic for a lot of her life. Even if it did take us this long to figure out how to rejuvenate the powers I, my previous-self managed see
Time 34
~Time I’m not sure how long I lay there. Whatever poison she mustered, it’s punishing. Days must have passed, and yet here I am, still lying upon her chair, bandages strewn across my bare chest. Not once, has this crazed lunatic returned, even to check on me. She’s lucky I could lay here for centuries and not once even lose consciousness. But I’m bored…painfully bored. And angry. Footsteps echo throughout the basement, light and quick. Raising my head, ignoring the way my neck aches in protest. Jennifer walks into the room, dressed neatly, hair pulled back into a bun. The rest I hardly pay attention to; she’s hardly worthy of more than a brief glance. “Apologies about leaving you so long. I had business to attend to, people to correspond with,” she comments, dumping a pile of paper on the bench near me. I don’t say anything.“This is turning out to be more difficult than I intended. Here I was, thinking one of my professors would know how to return your powers. But no. So, you’ll
Time 35
~Rosie Time is by my side in an instance. My mind is overwhelmed, as I come to terms with the fact that my mate, from my era, has come here, instead of me having to go and save him. I had an elaborate plan within my mind, which for a moment, was put on hold, but Time did it himself. He escaped from whatever hell he had left himself in, and has come to save me. “Are you okay, did he…I hurt you?” Time questions, holding my shoulders tightly while he looks down my body, examining me. I can see the flash of concern in his eyes, as he sees my silken clothing supplied by his past self, and the fact that I look better than when I first arrived. “No…What’s Thought going to do to him?” I question, brushing Time’s arms off me. Moving past him, I go to follow to pair into the room past Time was dragged into, but my arm is grabbed. I pull away. “What?”“Thought will take his memories away. Then we need to leave while we still have enough power to channel,” he tells me, but I still pull my wr
Time 36
~Rosie I know Jasper. Well, know of him. Before I died, I was a Love Pack member, but I knew well of all the other Pack’s and Alpha’s which came along with it. Thirteen Pack’s, thirteen Alphas. Jasper was one of them, once. The Alpha of the Devotion Pack, with his Luna, Thea. After their deaths, which my memory falls to tell me how, their son took over as Alpha. But I never would have assumed Time would have anything to do with him. Not a mortal, even Jasper could have even been considered one. He was a Phantom Wolf, with special abilities I never looked into. It was always frowned upon, in the Love Pack. I couldn’t begin to imagine why. “Is he important?” I question, wondering why he brought me here, not too far from the future. Less than a few hundred years I would imagine. Time glances at me. “Unfortunately, yes.”As he approaches, his features become more apparent. Surprisingly, he isn’t how I remember seeing him in books and on the television. His hair is still the same muss
Time 37
~Rosie We didn’t stay in one place for very long. Almost as soon as I witness Time killing Jasper, everything around us began to shift and change once again. I grip him, unsure of whether I’m grateful to get away from that, or irritated that I didn’t get to know more of the story, and Time’s motive. I know why he did it, but I can’t just accept it as that. Did he really send Jasper on a mission just for me? I don’t want to believe it. My feet hit the ground with a jarring jolt. Time keeps me standing, as I regain focus on the new world that forms around me. My hand reaches out and I’m touching the rough bark of the tree. We are hiding, again, I realise. This time, we are starting at a scene that takes my mind a few moments to wrap around. It’s Alpha Faye, of the Independence Pack, standing in front of a figure I have never seen before. He has dark curly hair and...golden eyes. Is that Time in a different body?They stand by a cliff's edge, the man who I’ve determined must be time
Time 38
~Rosie I don’t remember much about my death. Being mortal, it’s a lot of what you think about. Your death. I remember being in a dark depression, that my life had fallen into a pit of inescapable sadness. Since becoming immortal, I’ve never considered death, or dying. Maybe it’s because I’ve had Time with me and my every step, and there is no way he would let me die as his mate. But as a mortal I was scared of death. Mainly because I didn’t think there would be a life after death, and that I would just cease to exist. Little did I know there would be an entire realm dedicated to immortals. I thought it was all myth. I even suspected Time to be a myth, because a creature like him seemed so unlikely to my simple mind back then. My brothers got into an accident two weeks before I died. I was devastated, and I still am. I’m desperate to find them, but until Time is done running from Sinful and finds a way to face him, I’m not going to see them. But I can’t think of that now. My life
Time 39
¬Rosie Three months later. “I thought we could do something today.”Resting my head back against the shower wall, I listen to Time’s persistent talking beyond the door. Eyeing where a lock should be, I turn the shower off, reaching for a towel to wrap around my body. I’m not anxious Time will walk in and see me naked...well, maybe I am slightly. He’s never seen me indecent, and I’m not about to let him after how things have been recently. It’s not that I’m still holding a grudge against him; I’m actually quite happy as an immortal now. But things have been awkward between us, and completely platonic. He hasn’t even kissed me, since I demanded he hunt down my brothers and bring them to me. So far, he hasn’t succeeded. Not for a lack of trying, though, which I appreciate. He’s been out almost everyday, trying to find my brothers who are proving to be very hard to find, all while concealing ourselves from Sinful. We are officially back in current time, and he’s a real threat. “Like
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