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He asked her. “Yes, I did. But I didn't expect that you would rush over, anyway thank you very much” she said, noticing she was starting to sound ungrateful. “So what's wrong?” He asked. “Well first of all there is an unconscious maid in the closet.” She said and stopped waiting for it to digest “If I say I was expecting to hear that I am a . Rose, how and why is she unconscious?” Roman asked her. “Well i woke up this morning and then i bathed and while i was dressing i tore my dress with my claws, they came out.” She said and his expression changed.

Damon had come by several times, but with Fred and Allen both working, Damon had decided to instead search externally through older archives for an answer, only stopping by when there were updates. Sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, Rose was flipping through books that Fred had laid out everywhere. They were general books or books on the history of scent and Alpha that Fred and Allen were plowing through to find a solution. Rose wasn't one hundred percent sure what she was looking for but had been given some trigger words to search for and even though the work was tedious, she at least felt like she was being helpful.

I smiled. Rose had mud covering her clothes, with splashes of water on her top as well. "You should change your clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold." She nodded with a sheepish smile, "I went to collect water from the river but slipped over the rock and fell." I paused but continued stirring again...the river. "Can you add the final petals and stir this? I have some work to do." Rose looked at me in shock and to my surprise, she shook her head in a no immediately, "I can't do that, you shall always complete your work other..."

Freya Rose Tristan carried me into the pool house, and I spotted a bunch of red roses. Instant panic consumed me. They were the exact same flowers that the mystery guy from the school was holding. I tried my best to play dumb, because I hadn't told Tristan about the guy yet. With everything going on, I didn't want to worry him any more than he already was.

ANYA: I don't know what to do with it, just thought something in it might help us. LOGAN: Rosie's the nerd here, No offence. ROSE: A lot taken. LOGAN: No apologies but seriously, you should be able to figure out something by looking at it. (Opened the book and showed each page to her) ROSE: Logan, I can't even see your face clearly talk less of tiny writings in a book. LOGAN: What, cos it's dark? I have a.... ROSE: No, my glasses....it fell LOGAN: Holy shit...I didn't even notice....God, you look different...good different though (he laughs awkwardly)

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

My eyes were still tightly closed. "stop...no...your breath stinks "I heard myself muttering that consistently. I heard a dark chuckle and the warm thing on my jaw moved slowly, slightly teasing upwards. "Here's the rope you asked for tiger." A female voice interrupted. He stepped away from me. My legs gave way underneath me and I slowly buckled to the floor. My hair was already messy and matted and annoyingly sticking to my face.

Chapter 3: Rosalind Selene's eyes scanned the final words on the page while her heart began sinking deeper with each sentence. THE END. It read. Her hands trembled as she slowly closed the book, but the pressure of Rosalind's fate crushed her chest. Tears welled in her eyes that blurred her vision, and before she could stop herself, they spilled down her cheeks.

“Because I gave him something he wanted in return.” “Things just keep getting worse.” I said to myself. I poured another shot of whiskey into my glass, hardly noticing Rosina's eyes watching me, her angry stare full of disgust. “Save it.” she said sharply. “I had to come back.” She leaned forward, her eyes shining with a mix of fear and anger. “Something was left behind last time I was here. My book.” “Your ledger?” My brows furrowed. She nodded. “I don’t trust computers anymore—too easy to break in. But if that book is found... not just me, but you get in trouble too.”

“I know but there are some lies that are necessary, especially when you promise someone else to maintain them.” “What lies?” This time Paul heard the anger in my voice. “Rose, the man that attacked you, what do you remember about him?” Paul pressed like this had everything to do with what he wanted to tell me. The memory was blurry as I tried to put the pieces together. “I don’t know… he was fast, really fucking fast. And his teeth— No, I was so frightened I imagined most of it.” “Rose,” Ivan touched my hand and my eyes flew open. I hadn’t even realised I’d closed them so tightly. “Just tell us even if it sounds crazy.”