Rose POV I woke up the next morning feeling the best I have in a long time. I don't feel completely better yet, just better than I have before. My muscles ache and feel like jello. I stretched the best I could with the soreness and laid there for a minute. Why do I feel so good? The sun beating down on my skin, warming it, was amazing. I never got to spend time in the sun. Panic started to settle over me when I realized I had way overslept and was late for my duties. I jumped off the comfortable bed I was laying and a weird black fog filled my head. I felt the ground coming towards me when out of nowhere someone caught me. Sparks started delightfully snaking across my body. "Whoa there, where are you running off to in such a hurry?" A deep voice sang through my ears. "I know I am late on my duties. They will all be done before nightfall." I automatically blurted out. "Rose, you don't have any duties to do, things are different now. You need to get back into bed. You ripped out yo

Rose POV I lay there frozen as Damien’s words played in my head over and over again. My brain was trying to process what my body already knew. Fear started to seep into me as I started to remember the horror stories of people's first shifts. I snuck out once to watch someone shift for the first time and I cried for them. Watched them whither around the ground in pain, for what felt like hours, as their bones popped and broke as they took the form of their wolf. The worst part to me was the sickening sound and sight of their skull breaking and forming a snout. I think the easiest part of the whole thing was them sprouting fur as their body changed. I heard a couple of girls talking once saying when their fur started to grow, it was a terrible itch that you can’t scratch, but it’s nothing compared to the breaking of your bones. Now it is my turn. I can’t do this. When my 17th birthday came around and I still hadn’t shifted, I thought I had no wolf. Alpha Maximus didn’t seem to be mad

!!!!!!!!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!!! The next couple chapters contain abuse, blood, and SA! Read at your own accord. Rose POV "Before I start, do you guys need to record this or have someone here? That way you have some evidence to use against him." I asked looking between them. I could have sworn I saw guilt cross both their faces. "I can record it if you want, we don't need anyone here. But yes, we do, and having it on record will help a lot. No one is even aware he has a basement, he said when he became alpha he moved the holding cells to an above-ground building he had built." Damien said as he pulled his phone out. He had me confused about this building. "What building are you talking about? The cells are still in the basement, he just had more put in. That's where he takes everyone when he needs to blow off steam or needs a release." I said to him as I tried to swallow the bile that was threatening to spill out. "What do you mean but blowing off steam or needs a release? Rose,

Maximus POVAfter Hazel left my office that night, she called and said doing a powerful spell right from the beginning would only trace the magic back to her. She suggested doing something small like casting a spell over some rogues to calculate and make their attacks faster. I asked her if there was any way to make it to where they had a set target to focus on, but she said it would be impossible without an item that belonged to the person.I told her I would check the blanket Rose used as a pillow for a lock or two of Rose's hair. As soon as we hung up, I got up from the chair at my desk and locked the door to my office then I walked over to the window and closed the black-out curtains so no one could see into my office. Absolutely no one knows about the small box-shaped hole under the rug that is in the middle of my office. I made it myself two months after I became alpha.I pulled the rug back and pushed on the floorboard gently and it instantly popped open. Inside is a small wood

Rose POVI shot upright in bed as pain rippled through my entire body. I was drenched in sweat and my clothes were sticking to my body. A wave of nausea slammed into me like a tidal wave, I threw my body across a hard lump in the bed just in time to throw up on the floor. There was something off about the liquid I puked up. "Rose what's wrong?" Jackson asked with a groggy voice before he turned on the bedside lamp. "Oh, my goddess Rose!" He shouted as he shot up in bed holding on to my shoulders.At first, I didn't know what he was so worried about until I opened my eyes and saw the blood all over the floor. I realized then, that's what I threw up. Tears filled my eyes when another wave of nausea hit me and I violently threw up again. The pain got worse each time I threw up, after the fifth time, I stopped counting. I was becoming exhausted and on the verge of passing out. My hair was soaked from how much I was sweating. All of my bones hurt and I have the worst headache anyone coul