Alexander “Sire, it has been over a day since they took the Queen. Should we not be doing something by now?” The men were getting as angsty as Silas. Who at this moment in time was pacing in my head, in a constant state of agitation. It was taking everything within me to hold it all together. I knew that the druid wouldn’t dare do anything to Rosalie. The werewolf species as a whole, weren’t exactly known for their quite diplomatic resolutions on issues. Killing not only a Luna, but the Luna Queen would lead to nothing but bloodshed. Plus, Rosalie was much more valuable to them as a captive than she would be dead. The question was, was she a captive? “Your right, it has been too long. If they were going to release her then they would have done so by now.” I reply with a heavy sigh. “We split into two groups, one group will head due west, until you reach Bodmin. The other Southwest. Should you reach civilisation, find out what they know of the druids. We will need as much informatio

# Rosalie “Tell me everything.” Alexander has shifted back into his wolf, and instructed me to get on his back. He had taken me as far away from the little farm cottage as possible, before stopping in a particularly sparse area of heathland. Perhaps thinking it was easier to see intruders coming. He had ordered his men to keep watch around us. He wasn’t taking any chances with my being taken again. And from where we sat, we could see each of them keeping watch, running the perimeter. I told him everything that had transpired. From being taken by the sprites, to Morag and her strange ways and parting message, to finding Nina in the Goddesses woods. Telling Alexander he had lost yet another sibling that he never even knew he had, was the hardest part of it all. He had grown quiet beside me. Perhaps trying to process everything I had told him. “I knew my mother was a great se’er. But I had no idea just how much weight she bore. She would have seen everything coming, and then had

Rosalie History was beginning to come true. And couldn’t help that horror that filled my heart as I watched it unfold before me. I knew very little about the Black family history despite my having come from the future. When I had come to stay with the Eclipse pack, I didn’t give their local history much notice. It certainly wasn’t something I sought to know. I had a vague idea of what befell them from listening to Granny Lou’s stories. But that was all they were to me. Stories that she told the children, enthralling them with big ideas of scary Alpha Kings, and maidens that came to the rescue. I knew the outline, but not the details. And that lack of knowledge scared me more than anything. I knew that the fated Last Alpha King, Alexander Black, was at the helm when the werewolf kingdom fell. That the grief of loosing his mate, made him weak. Weak enough that his enemies descended in and ravaged the land until there was little left. That the son, Thomas Black, would pick up the piece

Rosalie I had been right in my fears. Estelle was no longer in the area. Which meant that any hopes of getting an answer on the witch’s grimoire were not going to be answered any time soon. There was nothing else for it, other than to send a message detailing exactly what we sought. In one way, I was glad. It was no secret that we had no lost affection between us. Ordinarily, I would be glad for her not being in the vicinity. Her presence only led to me feeling on edge. But on this occasion, I had hoped that she would be. The sooner that the grimoire was discovered, the sooner I could begin to track down any remaining relatives of my mother-in-law. Lucille had helped me to arrange the missive before sending someone to deliver it. All we could do now, was hope for a swift response. It has been almost three weeks since our return from the moors, and I was no further forward than I had been then. And the longer Estelle took to respond, the closer we drew to my giving birth. An event

Rosalie I didn’t need him to say anything, the look on his face alone was enough to tell me that the day I had dreaded had arrived. I walked into our tower, which had become our refuge through some of the hardest moments of our time together and stopped in the doorway. Alex sat in wait. The weight of world resting on his shoulders, and I just knew what was coming. “When do you leave?” I ask, trepidation flowing through my veins as I shut the door closed with a soft click. “You never cease to amaze me my Rosa.” He replies slowly, drinking down the remaining amber liquid in a glass beside him. “First thing.” Dread filled my gut. Warning bells ringing in my ears. It was all becoming far too much. “Then this could be our last night together.” I reply bitterly. The gravity of the situation coming to wrap around me like a blanket. The feeling of claustrophobia was stifling, and there was nothing I could do to stop any of it from happening. I wanted to be supportive. I truly did. I kn