Rowaelin Scenes Novels & Stories

The ripple of fear and curiosity moved like a wave through the crowd. "My bad," Rhaenan said lazily, though the reluctance in his voice was obvious. He wove his fingers through the air, and his wings shimmered before disappearing, cloaked by his magic. Without them, he appeared human—except for his pointed ears, which still gave him away. Caelora, however, continued to draw more attention. Her ethereal beauty stood out against the drab surroundings, her skin almost light blue, like porcelain in the sunlight. She looked like she had stepped out of a dream or some ancient painting.

Aurelia finally released Valeria. Immediately, Valeria stumbled toward Fenrir crying harder now. “She hurt me…” “You attacked me first,” Aurelia interrupted calmly. “Now you cry victim.” Fenrir looked between them. Conflicted and irritated, but protective. And annoyingly he believed Aurelia. Rowan appeared moments later. Stopped. Looked around once. “…What happened?” Elias smirked slightly. “Oh, nothing serious.” His gaze drifted toward Aurelia. Slow and somewhat interested. “Just the human princess hiding secrets.”

she said, holding out her hand. Before she could respond, I heard a growl before us. My eyes widened as I turned to Rowan, who appeared to have lost his mind. His body blurred as he lunged, his fists meeting armor and flesh with the fury of a wolf. Each strike sounded like a thunderclap. But no matter how hard he fought, it wasn’t enough. Azalea only stood there, amused. She raised her hand slowly, lazily, acknowledging Rowan’s resistance. Then she whispered a word I couldn’t comprehend.

I can’t scent any man on her, not to any extent that would make the bond feel like it did. We go to the room that Maddox turned into a gaming room, and there, I find Rowan in one of the seats. He starts playing the footage when we enter the room. It starts with Aeliana in the ballroom, sitting by the bar with a cellphone in her hand. “This was when she left, see that?” He frowns, pointing at the monitor. “I didn't give her—Riley a phone,” I pause. I didn’t trust her with Aeliana’s phone, and she was more interested in my credit cards than she was in having a phone.

Kael’s gaze returned to Aria. “I wanted to see how she fights when the stakes are real.” Aria stepped forward slowly. Her silver eyes glowed in the moonlight. “You’re playing a dangerous game.” Kael’s grin sharpened. “Only if I lose.” Rowan shifted instantly, his massive wolf stepping protectively in front of Aria. Kael’s eyes gleamed. “Ah.” His voice carried amusement. “Now that’s interesting.” The trap had worked perfectly. Because Kael hadn’t just lured Rowan into the ravine.

I forced my hand to lift from his chest and moved further, caressing his cheeks with my all might. Entire energy was drained, and I was gathering my all last bit of energy just to feel him for the last time. It is not known if it will last. But I want to see him until my heart is satisfied. I never felt the mate bond, but at least I was fortunate to have a mate. “Aylin, I won’t let happen anything to you.” Rowan said, closing his eyes and a lone drop of tear escaped. He was getting blurrier than before, and his sound lighter.

She leaned forward, ignoring the ache in her knees, and pushed aside a screen of thin branches. In the clearing ahead, moonlight pooled on a patch of grass that looked almost silver. Rowan stood there with his coat loosened, his hair unbound, the usual order in him undone by intimacy. His face was turned toward the person in front of him, and the sight of his expression - open, hungry, tender - hit Elowen harder than any rumor ever could. He had never looked at Elowen like that. Not in the woods. Not in private.

Jaylene Rowan gave a resounding clap with each calculated step he took forward, his gaze dark and not derailing from the scene before him. Cain slowly turned around at the sound, his feet dragging against the luxurious red carpet, his breath quickening at the sight of Rowan. Something hopeful flickered in his expression as he walked toward Rowan, “You are here, Rowan.” He is immediately stopped by Elias who stepped forward in front of Rowan, pointing a gun at Cain’s forehead, giving him a clear signal to not approach the Alpha or take another step forward.

Rowena I always thought that being eighteen should be the happiest moment of my life. I always dream of waking up and seeing my parents’ joyful faces, bringing me cakes, and singing me happy birthday. How Dad sneaks me wine and lets me drive his car just like two years ago, and how on this eighteenth birthday, I will see them stand proudly beside me as I transform into a full wolf. But no. That’s not going to happen. Not anymore. Not after they die in perished flame because of my foolishness and the goddess’ cruel fate that gave me this monster as my mate.

Elliot, even though desperate to get Raya back, was at least thinking with his head for once. “See for yourself.” The sorcerer lifted his hand, waving it over the air, creating a white fog. In the center played a video of sorts, showing Raya riding on a large silver wolf’s back. He glowed so radiantly even with the moon behind the clouds. I watched them race across the forest before they disappeared. “Where did they go?” Elliot asked, having assumed we would see her on some kind of pack lands.