ROSEPush him away. Do it—oh but his lips, firm with a want but gentle to coax me in wanting the same thing. No, I’m going to get hurt again. I tore my lips away and breathed, ‘Stop. We can’t—mmph….’ He pushed my head forward to capture my lips for another round, not giving a chance of second thoughts. His tongue. Mmm…. Stroking mine with his strength… making me feel desirable hence flattered…. Every time he kisses me, I feel wanted…. No—he’s going to change his mind again and leave me—. And my palm pressed harder. My lips broke apart once more. ‘Stop….’ I was already breathless. Uselessly. His warm palm cupped my jaw and lifted my gaze to his face, his thumbs rubbed my lower lip as his deep voice murmured, ‘I can’t… you know I can’t.’My eyes dropped to his mouth and my lips parted with invitation, even though my palm continued pushing, fighting my heart, being realistic. ‘I’m wrong for you,’ I whispered, my chest feeling stuffed again. I could hear my heart screaming curses a

RUM I reacted. Right arm out, claws, gripped that ex-sentinel neck and lifted her off high up, her strained look of shock and fear blocking the half-eaten moon. ‘Alpha Keithen! Please!’ Her companion shouted from behind her. He appeared right in front of me, the ex-grower, and dropped to his knees, hands clasped together, begging for mercy. My claws punched through flesh, warm disgusting blood of betrayal trickled down my hand, and a scream of pain exploded from that vile mouth. ‘Aaaaah!!!!!’ Kurt hugged my feet. ‘NO! PLEASE! Take me instead!’ he pleaded desperately, wailing hard. And tears of regret streamed down. Perri grunted in pain but said nothing. ‘You?’ I glared down at him and caught a glimpse of Rose lying unconscious beside him. ‘Good idea.’ My voice was low, threatening and dangerous. And the ex-sentinel sensed it. ‘NOooooo!’ She finally shrieked. ‘Do it! Kill me! I was the one who wanted to do it—he tried to talk me out of it but I wouldn’t listen! KILL ME INS

ROSEI woke up to a familiar room setting and the even more familiar soft snoring of my lovely beast/superstar and his handsome, peaceful sleeping face. Immediately, I started tracing the lines and contours of his face, going through the same old curves and strokes like someone who’s going blind soon, as the recent events came crawling back and aligning themselves into the calendar of my biological clock. Then, the same face was staring back with the look of horror and shock and extreme guilt—and it was my recollection of Rum’s expression when he saw Perri stabbing me. And shame and guilt of my own swarmed to my throat. Damn…. So much for trying to live on my own. If it weren’t for me, Perri wouldn’t have a chance to hurt Rum. Thank God, I managed to save… him. Jesus Christ, I’m sounding like the voice in my head. ‘Rose?’ Those blue eyes were looking at me with concern. ‘Do you need the bathroom?’ I had been in and out of a recovery slumber for the past four days, with only the

THE DARK WHIMS‘Rola, I think you don’t grasp the situation here.’ The darkness glowered at the pathetic she-wolf standing before him in a warrior suit, his wrath brewing in the Beta’s voice. ‘Being my son’s mate doesn’t make you a more of a Beta or a Gamma.’ He watched the Beta’s fingers tipped the sharp chin of that pretty face that now looked strained, desperately fighting to surpress the tears of anguish and fear, and felt the Beta’s lips spread into a grin of satisfaction. ‘You don’t get to choose. Your voice doesn’t get to be heard. You fetch for your Beta, and that’s it. And your Beta wants the Alpha here, alive, so he could personally put a silver knife right through his selfish, arrogant heart—and you’re going to fetch what your Beta wants.’ Her feistiness somehow managed to break through the chains he had put on her and were shining like a burst of sunshine from her raven black eyes. ‘And if I don’t?’ He got angry. And anger makes him do crazy things—like sending a w

ROSE‘It’ would be the date that Rum and I are moving out to the Silver Ring pack and confront the Beta. ‘Does it really help to keep the truth from him? From Hector?’ ‘It’ll break him, Rose. And I don’t want to see that happen. Not to him. It’s bad enough to lose an eye. Now he has to lose his father—I can’t—.’ His voice turned hoarse with desperation and guilt. ‘I won’t let it happen.’ I pushed his black mane back from his forehead then cradled his face with both hands. ‘That song… are you trying to tell me that you’ve found your old self?’ His jaw clenched and a glimmer covered his eyes, making them more blue and twice as mesmerising. ‘Is that a bad thing?’ There was anger in his voice. ‘I love the present Rum—but I also want to know the Rum from the past.’ I pressed my forehead on his lips and sighed, silently adding, And I want even more to be with Rum in the future. Mates. The name resonated with my utmost desire. ‘It’s Keithen.’ His lips moved against my skin. ‘Call me