ROSEThe plan was simple. All they had to do was to distract the dark whims as I tried to get close to Keithen. Once I’m close enough, I will disperse that dark shit inside him once and for all. The cold wind grazed the tips of my white fur as I speared through the forest, towards the place where it would all come to the end. The line between good and… evil. With Keithen, did the line exist at all? ‘We’re here!’ Umberto cried and we both came to a halt, just like everyone else, who’d been sprinting along with us. An army of werewolves—human and wolf forms together—from all four packs of the last Howling Five. Through the gap between the two Alphas standing strongly in front of me, I saw an ocean of grass—various intensities of brown and grey—swaying with the sweeping wings. More werewolves. Millions of them. ‘W-What are they?’ I breathed in awe. Umberto kept his snout ahead. ‘Wolves from the other packs. The Howling Five are the largest five packs—but we aren’t the only ones

ROSE‘I used fresh tomatoes and minced beef—just the way you like it, sweetie.’ Daddy’s voice rang above me as a huge plate of bolognese spaghetti slid into my view. ‘Bon appetit, my little one!’ Oh God. Tears damped my fleeting lashes. ‘Sweetie, what’s wrong?’ Immediately, he sat down beside me. ‘Why are you crying? C’mere.’ The warm arms of protection and love enveloped me once more. ‘Hush, hush….’ The same hands rubbed my back. Somehow, they felt like feathers. Through my blurred view, I faced him with seriousness across my face. ‘I’m dead, aren’t I?’ And he froze. His eyes blinked thrice. Then, he glanced at his wife—my mother—who’d been watching me, elbow propped on the dining table and chin resting on her hand, and smiling gleefully. ‘Should we tell her?’ he asked. And she widened her smile. ‘Of course. She didn’t say we have to hide it from her.’ ‘She?’ I pouted as worried thumbs brushed below my eyes, wiping gently. ‘She who?’ ‘The Moon Goddess.’ My eyes bounced be

ROSE He pulled back, very slowly, sliding out, rubbing my slippery walls, pulling more wildness through my veins to my belly, boiling passion inside me, while his blue eyes fixed on mine, fiercely chaining me to him, demanding my stay, as though he knew of my secret. I love you. They seemed to say. I closed my eyes and jerked his face down to crush his lips on mine, telling him to take me as he would want. And he slammed in, his own passion roaring through me, clenching me around him, wrapping us together like the damp sheets beneath us. He sucked my tongue over and over as he pulled back and rammed in, over and over, driving more and more of his raging passion into my bloodstream, pushing me higher and higher until I tipped off with earth-shaking ecstasy. Burying his face into my hair, he growled, ‘You’re mine, Rose.’ Moulding my body along his, he drove in deeper, sending me swiftly up another peak. ‘MINE.’ ‘YES!’ I sank my teeth into that slick, hot skin along his thick

ROSE‘Mmph!’ My eyes squeezed tight—my insides filled to the brim with the bliss from his wild pounding. Slap, slap, slap, slap! Our damp skins clapped along with the sighing of the bed, as the warm air cocooning us got heavier with the heat from our lustful bodies. His tongue dwelled deeper and deeper each time he rammed into me, rubbing and stroking wildly, caressing me in places I never knew I had inside my mouth, coaxing, enticing, unwilling to let go until I give in. The Alpha was trying to get me drunk in his passion so, in a muddled state, I would give him the answer he wanted. And honestly, I was drowning… drowning in his deep kisses…. The second his lips tore away, I was sober again. Sober but numb everywhere, threatening to spill of euphoria and explode with ecstasy. ‘What’s it gonna be, Rose?’ he grunted, his raspy voice betraying his own delight. My lips parted wide, spilling moans of pleasure in his name, but I couldn’t say the words he wanted to hear. Something wa

ROSEBut his wide gaze of surprise told me he heard it. ‘Is this some new stupidity that you caught?’ I should want to punch him in the face. Instead, I stifled a giggle. ‘You really love me.’ ‘Yup, I do.’ He looked back ahead and moved on, towards the light at the end of the path we were on. ‘You’ve definitely caught the dumb bug.’ Cheeks flushing hard, I threw a fist lightly. ‘I did not!’ And then I hugged him tightly. ‘Do you love me then?’ he asked, trying to sound like he didn’t care what my answer would be. I… don’t know. Staring at his black fur, feeling all warm inside, my head a little fuzzy with the lovey-dovey air, I really wanted to ask him: how do you know that you love me? What is it about me that you love? That you can’t live without? That made you want to marry me? Is it because we’re mates? I pressed my face into his back and rubbed my forehead against the soft black fur, and he chuckled with satisfaction. ‘Yup. You love me.’ ‘Tell me something about yourself