Rosalie It had been a morning of revelations, that is for sure.I found myself still reeling from the news that I had been wrong the whole time over who Ali’s ancestor had been.I assumed that Margaret’s daughter, Helena had continued that branch of the family. But it would seem that was wrong.Perhaps she did have children. But they were not the Walkers that had settled in Wyoming. That was in fact my own daughter. The very daughter that I was trying to save. The irony was enough to make anyone laugh. But I couldn’t bring myself to find joy in the titbit of information.I guess I should be grateful. At least I now knew for certain that Ada was safe in her own time, with her father and siblings. And that one day she would find her way to continue one of the most powerful covens in the world. I should be proud. I should weep with joy that my baby was going to be fine. Alison was the living proof of that.But instead, I found myself feeling decidedly empty.I shouldn’t know any of this

Rosalie Time seemed to pass incredibly slowly over the next few hours. And I found myself roaming the village and greater pack grounds trying to process all of the information that seemed to be coming at me from all angles.I somehow, perhaps naively, thought that coming back here was going to be relatively simple. And in principle I guess it was. Trick Tenebris, find Alison, kill the demon, and go back home. In reality, it seemed to be a lot more difficult than it ever did in theory.I hadn’t expected the amount of emotional baggage that seemed to flock to me. Firstly, from Landon, and then from discovering all of these connections that I had no idea I was to expect. And whilst I was fully aware that the strain of being away from my children was going to bring, I wasn’t prepared for just how hard that was going to be to fight through.I missed them. With all my heart. My body still ached from the birth, and the fact my milk had come in was just a reminder that I was not complete. A

RosalieI found myself leaning against the hall wall trying to pull myself together after the earth-shattering kiss I had shared with Landon. The blood raced through my veins, my heart pounding, and I knew that my cheeks were flushed. If anyone could see me now, they would know in an instance what we had been up too.After Nina’s admissions, I had to know for myself.Surely, if Landon was truly the person that I was always meant to be with, then I would feel it. What we shared would be stronger than what I felt for Alexander. And in my own mind, I knew that it was in impossibility to feel any more deeply about anyone else. What I had shared with Alex, was beyond love.Not to mention, I whole heartedly believed that Alex was my one person. We had shared a life together not to mention our children.I went in, with the mindset that I would prove Nina wrong. And in the process prove Selene wrong. That she didn’t get to dictate my life and manipulate me in the process. That I got to choose

Rosalie Ali, who had taken pity on me, had taken it upon herself to share my story with Steph. Well at least as much of the story that she could have shared. Obviously the nitty gritty, I had mercifully negated recalling to anyone. But she had shared the general outline of the past five years. And to be honest, she did a great job. Better than I could have done myself under the circumstances. So from my part, I was more than happy to allow her to take the reigns in explaining to Steph everything that had happened in the lead up to our expedition.Steph seemed completely enthralled by the story. And was currently listening intently and Ali regaled the legend of Tamara and Tenebris. What made the situation worse, was that I seemed to have found myself sandwiched between Steph and Landon in the middle of the rear seats, looking directly into the rear-view mirror, constantly catching Drakes uneasy gaze.I felt horrible.My body, despite everything that had happened, was still attuned t

“You have to talk to him eventually Rosalie.” I scoff at Nina’s statement. “You’re telling me that you have forgiven him so quickly? There was me thinking that wolves were territorial.” I replied, testily.“That’s exactly why you need to talk to him, to figure out why he lied to us. Why he kept Steph such a secret.”We had been in the air for nearly ten hours now, and with each passing hour, the longer we sat on this flight the more uncomfortable I grew.A thirteen hour flight was long enough with someone you wanted to be sat next too. But it was even longer with someone that you absolutely didn’t. And at this moment in time, I absolutely didn’t.That, on top of the fact that we had been in the air most of the day, and had yet to make contact with Drake and the others was beginning to gnaw at me.Did they manage to get away from Tenebris? Was everyone OK?Nina was right about one thing, I did need to talk to Landon… eventually. But not about his secret relationship with my best frien