Rowan Wednesday Novels & Stories

“I can see why.” Her gaze makes me shift, very uncomfortably. “Are you always this forward?” “Only when I’m surrounded by hot werewolves,” she says sweetly. “Speaking of hot, Alpha Kingston—” “Married,” I immediately say, slapping my hand on my thigh so she can see my wedding band. “To my Ellie, right. Forgot.” She says, leaning more forward between the seats. “Sidekick?” “My name is Rowan, and I’m married, Miss Fren.”

“Tomorrow. My place. We swap. See how long he lasts before he cracks.” They clinked glasses. Salt on the rim. Tequila burning down. The plan was elegant in its cruelty. Saturday night. Ethan would come over expecting Rowan. Riley would be waiting—hair styled the same way Rowan wore it lately. waves, side part, same makeup smoky eyes, berry lip, same perfume Maison Francis Kurkdjian Baccarat Rouge 540—expensive, shared bottle, same black lace thong-and-bra set Rowan usually wore for date nights.

Rowan had been staring through the car window the whole morning. When Cordelia went to work in the morning, he saw her hasty figure. When she came downstairs to buy coffee around 10:00 a.m., he got to see a glimpse of her again. Until now, though, she had yet to leave the building. Rowan was a little disappointed but reluctant to leave, drumming his fingers on his knee. “Mr. Irwin, are we waiting?” Rowan’s subordinate, Charlie Williams, who had served him for many years, understood what he was thinking currently. The feeling of wanting to get close to someone but daring not to was the most tormenting.

Nora asked with a smile over the other end of the line, “What kind of friend are you with? Is it a male or female? I haven’t seen you making any friends even after you’ve been back in Detroit for so long.” In fact, Julian did not tell Nora anything about Rowan and Evelyn. Nora was simply asking these questions out of curiosity because Rowan’s words about him being ‘with a friend’ immediately sounded weird to Nora. Nora understood Rowan’s temperament very well. It had been several months since Rowan had returned to Detroit to settle down and develop his business. However, the only people Rowan had gone out with in Detroit were her and Ryan’s family. He would usually handle business dealings o

A red sports car rolled to a stop, and Rowan stepped out casually, his smirk already in place. He spotted Irene first. She had paused near the steps, and he gave her a polite nod. “Good evening, Irene.” She froze but answered softly, her voice nervous. “Good evening.” Curiosity flickered in her eyes as she studied him. Rowan bowed slightly, ever the gentleman. “Rowan Northman. Dante’s best friend and Beta.” Her eyes widened at his words. She glanced at me, our eyes locking for the briefest moment before she quickly looked away.

“Rowan was poisoned last night, they claim its wolfsbane and silver. He’s been unconscious since and the healers say he might not wake before the wedding.” My knees buckled. “Wedding? What wedding?” She nodded slowly. “The wedding between him and your sister, Cassandra. It’s in two days and the elders are insisting it goes forward as planned even though he’s unconscious and fighting for life.” The world tilted as I felt blood in my ears. Rowan was dying and they were still forcing him to marry the sister of his mate. Iris reached for my hand. “There’s more—” And just then the door slammed open so hard it bounced off the hinges.

Happy new month everyone, I hope you all are enjoying your Holiday? it is the Halloween season 😀 and I will be gracing you all with interesting chapters everyday. Enjoy 😊 The next morning, Rowan's secretary arrived at his house early. Due to the OSAKA dinner, he had to cross check everything, making sure that event plan was intact. "Good morning, Mr. Wade. I hope I am not interrupting anything important," his secretary enquired as he strode into his boss's room.

At the low stone edge Seren had balanced along with his hand and without it depending on the day and her assessment of what she needed. "I know," he said. "So figure out the second part," Rowan said. The line went quiet. Then Rowan said something he had not expected "She hasn't cried. Not once since Wednesday. That's the part that worries me most."

Rowan doesn't know how to express his assurance over this worried daughter of his, he only strokes her gently on her shoulder before facing his unconscious brother's daughter. Rowan went ahead and pressed his two fingers on her forehead. He sighed in relief after seeing that her condition isn't that of a big deal. She should wake up in no time. [Her wedding with the Lord was just in three days]. Luckily for them, the Lord doesn't know of the bride suicide attempt.