All Chapters of The War of the Royals: The Alpha's Rose Conclusion: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

JOSH POV I look around as we drive and see the entire town is empty of families and kids in their human forms. I do see a few shifted wolves in pairs, patrolling the neighborhoods, shopping areas and in the trees. “Is this all because of Jenna?” I ask, feeling guilty that my sister looking for me is the reason the place looks deserted. “Yes,” is all I get out of Maddie. I look over and see her morphing from the affectionate and passionate Maddie I had in the bedroom to the serious, killing machine Alpha Madison. I’m sad to see the warm, free-spirited woman who launched herself into my arms because I claimed her disappear into the cold, expression-free woman I met in the dungeon. But I guess that’s to be expected. She’s going to the gate to protect her people. That’s not exactly a warm and fuzzy kind of job. Before I know it, we’re pulling up on the rear side of the gatehouse. Maddie slams to a stop with screeching tires echoing through the air. We h

MADDIE POV Fucking rogues! Attacking again! This time though, I know they aren’t here for me and my pack. They are going after some of my allies who aren’t as strong as us. Mitch and Fergie’s short people’s camp is one of those less strong allies. They choose to live in the forests, usually near rivers since most of their members are beaver and otter shifters. There are others shifter species as part of their group too, like fox and badger shifters. Even though they are all different species, they like to live together for safety reasons. They do, on occasion, hire themselves out to human circuses to make money. And they travel around the world, visiting other shifter packs and camps for trade. They are much more nomadic than wolves and they tend to keep to themselves as much as possible. However, the little people shifters have found their own ways to mingle with humans. Along with circuses, they have found other niches within the human

MADDIE POV Now I growl out in anger. “Actually, I’m exactly like my daddy, but I’m nothing like my sperm donor, Kent Michaels. If I could erase him and his family from Blue Meadow’s history, I would. They give alphas a bad reputation. There’s a reason I changed my last name to my true dad’s, I never want to be associated with the Michaels line, if I can help it.” “I assumed you had mated into the Evans family, because I’ve known of you for years. But when I realized Josh is your mate, I was confused. You were adopted into the Evans family. You’re one of the lucky ones.” That last part he mumbles under his breath. “Rocco, I know you and your family were banished by Kent when you were a child. How did you survive and not become feral?” This is the question I’m most curious about, plus my history isn’t a secret, but it isn't what we need to focus on right now. I see Josh turn and look at me in confusion out of my peripheral and I know even more explana

JOSH POV “Yeah.” He nods in agreement. “I think that was it.” “Yes. He’s still around. I’ve met him and his mate. Bruno is his youngest kid. His oldest two are the Gamma and Beta for Maddie. Bruno is the Delta.” Rocco’s eyes widen in shock, but then he gets control of himself with a nod, but the tears lining his lower lashes stay present. “I’m really glad he wasn’t killed for helping us escape the warriors. I hope I get to meet him while I’m here.” “I’m sure you will…” I begin but get cut off as Rocco’s head sharply snaps over to the door; a quiet growl emanating from his chest. Standing there, with a completely stunned look on her face is the IT woman I met in the packhouse saferoom, Poppy. She’s carrying a computer bag over her shoulder, but she’s not looking at me. She’s staring at Rocco. “MATE!” They both say in unison. Rocco stands from his chair, but instead of going to her, he takes a step back, away from h

JOSH POV “Do you want to know what this is?” Maddie doesn’t wait for his answer, she keeps going while holding up the object between her thumb and index finger for him to see it. “THIS is one of my personal inventions. It looks… harmless. Right? Smooth and chilly to the touch, made of a metal alloy, shockingly, none of it actually silver.” She runs the tip down the cheek of the prisoner, mocking the false safety of this little device. One even I know isn’t harmless. “Despite its innocuous and innocent appearance, it is quite brutal. Inside this little pinky sized metal shape are sharp, needle-like projectiles. You see, I place this sweet girl under your skin, wherever I want… face, neck, abdomen, penis, anus… wherever suits my fancy. Then I use my little remote to activate it, one needle at a time. Each time it releases a needle, a little wolfsbane is released too. I let that work its magic. Burning, sizzling into your veins and organs. Do you know how painful w