Novels by Paul Ngefe

CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE.JACQUELINE'S POV.My bond with Rosalie was pulling me forward into Scott's pack house like an invisible thread. My breathing was ragged, my muscles burning from the effort I had made, but I didn’t care.Nothing mattered except getting to her.I shifted back to my human form when her scent got very strong, and I moved closer on foot, leaving my sweat to tick out of all the tiny holes in my body.I sniffled the air and her scent led me to a heavy metal door at the end of a dimly lit corridor.My heart pounded in my chest as I approached, the sounds of muffled voices filtering through the thick steel. I stood by the door and listened, catching the conversation going on in the room so clearly."Tell us Rosalie, is he dead?" The phoenix king's voice demanded, his tone dripping with malice.

CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR.JACQUELINE'S POV.This was why I was awake from my slumber, it was all for her, Rosalie. I reasoned that she wouldn't be doing so fine in my absence, and I heard each of the words she spoke to me when I was asleep.She told me, "Wake up, Jacqueline, I'm waiting for you."It got me so much ease that I couldn't but want to wake up, and when I woke up, I was alone in a lonely safe room.'What am I doing here?' I thought.I sat down on the bed and thought about it all to see if I could fish out a memory relating to my presence in a room far away from my chamber.It clicked in like rushing water..."Jacqueline, hold on now, I'll heal you....""Jacqueline, why are you not waking up? People will begin to notice your absence....""I think we have to keep him for a

CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE.AUTHOR'S POV.Susan was so uneasy as she moved to the room Carl described to her that she would see Jacqueline.She kept her steps light, her breaths shallow, as she moved purposefully toward Jacqueline’s hidden room.The memory of Carl’s urgent instructions through the mind-link guided her.She had written down the description so that she wouldn't forget about it whenever she was ready to go.Susan rounded a corner and froze when she saw Briana.Briana was standing in her path, her arms crossed and her expression unreadable. It was like Briana was waiting for her.The torchlight Susan was holding onto flickered and fell from her hand, casting ominous shadows across Briana's sharp features.Susan’s heart banged in her ribcage, but she

CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO.ROSALIE'S POV.I woke up in the morning to see myself in Carl's fluffy body. He had shifted to his wolf and he was wrapping himself around me, keeping me away from the cold."Carl," I called him and he replied to me with a low growl. Then he flipped us over, turning to the other side of the room."Hey, Carl." I called him again, tapping him, "Let go, you're suffocating me."He growled again but let me go.I stood up to my feet to stare around the new place we were taken to and saw it was just like the first one. It was equally a cold room.When I was away from Carl's embrace, I felt coldness hitting me, and I rubbed my palms together to generate some heat for myself.I turned to Carl and said, "I hate it here."He grunted in response and kept his posture on the floor, still in h

CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE.ROSALIE’S POVMy heart raced when a voice from nowhere spoke out. I had to put on a fake bravery and force myself to speak. “We mean no harm. We were thrown in here against our will.”I spoke with my eyes everywhere, trying to locate the source of the voice.The voice seemed to consider those little words of mine, the light dimming slightly, but stable. “Your intentions are irrelevant. Only your hearts will decide your fate.” It said to us.The light flared, enveloping us in a blinding glow.I felt a surge of energy, a sensation both foreign and familiar as if the very essence of my soul was being laid bare.Carl groaned beside me, and I reached out, gripping his hand tightly.“Hold on,” I whispered, though I wasn’t sure who I was trying to

CHAPTER SIXTY.ROSALE'S POV.The cold in the icy cold room was unbearable, seeping into my bones as I clung to Carl, who barely managed to stay conscious. My mind raced with desperate thoughts, each one more dangerous than the last. I had to find a way out, but the frost-covered walls loomed like a tomb around us, mocking my efforts.Carl’s shallow breathing filled the silence. "Carl," I called while shaking him back over. His words echoed in my ears when he responded, “I’m fine.” But he wasn’t fine. His body was weakening, and if I didn’t act soon, I might lose him.I know.*What can I do, Rose? We can't die here, can we?* I confined in my wolf.Rose snarled in my mind, with her voice ever sharp. *We can’t stay here. We have to find a way out, Rosalie! We’re stronger than this.*I drew a shaky breath, forcing myself to focus. My eyes scanned the room, searching for anything that might serve as a means of escape with my arms still around Carl. I watched the frost on the walls as