Rowen Novels & Stories

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

“Alia.” “He doesn’t need me, and I won’t take him back.” I looked up. “If Ravenwood has to send someone, I’ll go to Frostfang.” Tears filled Maya’s eyes. “That’s the North. Rowan Voss has a terrible reputation. Everyone says something is wrong with his body and that he can barely hold his wolf form. Are you really going?” “At least he didn’t drug me.” I smiled. “That already makes him better than Kyle.” The next evening, I went to the Ravenwood night market alone.

But before they could reach him, a voice called out. “Hold on!” Priest Rowen rose to his feet. The guards froze. Rowen walked calmly toward the Kings. “What are you trying to say, Rowen?” Alpha Lucien asked. “He is indeed an Omega,” Rowen replied. Aurelian’s head snapped toward him. “But he is not from the cursed Gravefang Omega Clan.” Rowen concluded sharply. A flicker of confusion crossed Aurelian’s face. Was Rowen lying? Protecting him? Or playing some game of his own?

I placed my hands on his chest looking at the ring on my finger. It was a beautiful round diamond in a 6-point setting on an infinity white gold band with smaller diamonds on the infinity part of the band. It was stunning. “It’s beautiful.” I whispered against his lips. “Not as beautiful as you.” He stole another quick kiss. “Let’s head back.” I buried my head into his chest, “Can we stay here with just us a little longer.” “Of course.”

A year later the snow came early but it did not scare anyone. The loop was packed hard by sleds before the first storm, the shelter halfway had wood stacked to the roof, and the table at the crossroads had a canvas cover Joren made so they could meet even when it snowed sideways. Moonhold, Greywatch, Ironhollow. Three towns, one road, no one in charge. Rowan was fourteen months old. He had Kael’s dark hair that stuck up no matter what Thea did, and Thea’s light eyes that watched everything. He said mama, dada, no, and more, and he used no the most.

The witch replied. Rowena stood in front of Jaden. "If anyone wants to kill him, they have to get to me first!" Jaden looked confused. What is wrong with this coffee lady? He asked himself. "Gwendolyn," "Gwendolyn, right?" Rowena asked, staring at her in disgust. "How do you know my name?" asked Gwendolyn, the purple-streaked witch, looking surprised for a second. "Well it doesn't matter...let's end this thing."

Rowen said, his face drawn into a worry. "Fear not, you'll receive a stronger Alpha wolf that would help you in winning the war you're about to fight," I assured him as I put on a facade smile. Rowen smiled as I said this, getting up to his feet. "Very well then, we would surely be back." Raven stared at me seductively before leaving the cave with her brother, proving my initial suspicion to be true. She was falling for my disguised appearance. What a fool! _____________ Rowen's POV

The kind of space that made you feel invisible, which was exactly what I needed. I was halfway across the cobbled path when I felt a presence behind me. Heavy. Intense. Familiar. I stopped. "Elora." His voice sliced through the quiet like a dagger. My stomach tightened. I turned slowly. Rowen stood a few feet away, dressed in a black trench coat over a charcoal suit. His hands were shoved into his pockets, his eyes locked on mine like he hadn’t seen me in years. But he had. It hadn’t even been a week.

Unlike Ramses, who often announced his presence with a loud groan or witty remark, Rowen's awakenings were typically subdued, giving no hint about his current mood or temperament. Rowen was an enigma, a brother whose mercurial nature made him impossible to pin down. One moment he could be charming and carefree, the next, intense and unyielding. His moods shifted like the wind, leaving me to wonder which version of him would emerge from his current slumber.

“What is your name?” “Elara,” I replied softly. He nodded. “Welcome to Moon Pack.” As we began walking, I glanced back once more, but Kael was already gone. “Who was that?” I asked, needing to fill the silence. “That is the beta,” Rhode replied. “Rowen. He is the closest to the Alpha.” I hesitated. “He seems… feared.” Rhode chuckled quietly. “Feared is an understatement. People respect him because he stands beside the Alpha King without trembling.”