RYAN'S POV "Ryan!" Brenda called my name in relief. Atleast, that was what I thought it was. Little had I known it was far from relief. It was fear. Charging towards the presently self aware bastard, I grabbed him by the collar and flung him across the room. With my vamp speed, I rushed to where he had landed, and grabbed him up on his feet again. I knew that my beast was beginning to take over, but I could care less. My beast existed for the sole purpose of dealing with treacherous people like him. "Ryan!!" I heard Brenda whimper behind me, and it only fueled my rage. How dare he assault my mate??!! I continuously hit the soldier until his body went limp, and I let him fall to the ground. Immediately, I rushed towards my mate to console her, but was met with her teary and shocked eyes. "Oh, goddess!!" She screamed. "What have you done?!!!" She yelled in what seemed like agony. I guess I was too slow to understand the entire situation, because I proceed to hug her and tel
ROSA'S POV I slowly walked past the gates of the pack house, a feeling of self pity coming over me. Today was Theo's engagement party, and I wasn't sure how to feel. After the unpleasant spat with his sister 3 weeks ago, and hearing all the sad things she had to say, I avoided him like a plague. I didn't avoid him because I hated him, I did because I hated myself. Why couldn't I just have been someone without faults? Someone who could be loved without conditions. 'But it's not your fault'. My wolf sighed in my head, making me release a complimentary sigh. I guess this was my fate. Forced to attend the engagement ceremony of the only man that had ever looked at me with the slightest iota of love. Yes, I know Vera had a lot to say to me the other day. She had made it clear that I was nothing but a 'rescue the puppy' project for Theo. But that didn't mean I would simply pretend that there weren't days where he had been extremely kind to me, just for the sake of it. Not because
5 YEARS LATER RYAN'S POV I opened my eyes, the blinding sun rays piercing them. Sighing in mental exhaustion, I looked across the room to see Beta Allister and Philip sitting on the settee. Seriously? "What do you both want?" I asked gruffly. "Good morning to you too." Philip sighed, standing from the settee and making his way to me. "A letter from the king." He said, stretching his hand towards me. I eyed the envelope he held in his hand, unsure if I really wanted to see the content. "Ryan, you have to leave here." Beta Allister muttered. Hearing him speak, I sat up on my bed to be able to get a clearer view of his solemn looking face. "Why?" I asked, already aware of what his response was gonna be. "You cannot remain here." He begged, trying to make me understand whatever his reasons were. Couldn't they just continue as they had been? The pack had done so well in my absence, what difference would my return make? "The east wing is still a part of my castle." I sho
ROSA'S POV Another shadow moon festival. Another night to lick my wounds over the fact that I was probably cursed to be alone forever. There I was, sitted in a secluded area from the main event. I could hear the cheers of the pack members celebrating with one of the newly selected shadow wolves, who had coincidentally found his mate a few minutes ago. "Must feel good." I whispered to myself, releasing a scoff. Crying? No, I was past that. If the last 5 years had taught me a thing, then it was to never waste my tears over something I couldn't change. "A fang for your thoughts?" I heard a familiar voice ask, and I looked up to see priestess Ivana. She had proven to be the only true friend I may ever be able to have. "I have good fangs." I managed a small smile, regardless of how much my heart hurt. My heart always hurt, if I was being honest. I couldn't remember anytime I was truly happy in the last five years. "A good limb could be a better bargain." I sighed, and watched
ROSA'S POV As I walked through the quiet garden, I muttered to myself continuously. "You'll be fine, Rosa. You'll be fine. You're in a better place now." I was in a better place right? Or was I just trying to convince myself that I was? It had been three weeks since I arrived at the blood moon pack with Andrew, and it was safe to say that I had become even lonlier. Atleast, I had priestess Ivana in my pack, but here, it seemed like I was all alone. The maids here in the pack house were either the least bit friendly, or they were just more concerned about their work. The pack members were either still trying to warm up to me, or they just didn't want to relate with me. Or with my mate's family, if I was being honest. I wondered why, because Andrew was the heir Alpha, and his parents were the current Luna and Alpha. Why would their pack members not relate so much with them? Since I came here, I could count the number of pack members that had visited the pack house. The pack hou
RYAN'S POV The moment I stepped foot into the wedding hall, all eyes fell on me. I wasn't one bit surprised. I was a hybrid, and exuded excess energy wherever I went. 'Everyone is looking at us'. Philip mindlinked me, and I nodded in agreement. 'Of course, they would. They should'. I replied, holding my head high, and walking through the aisle. Seems we couldn't make it in time for the joining ceremony, but we were able to meet up with the wedding party. 'It's him. The hybrid'. 'I think it's Alpha Ryan'. 'Goddess! He's been released?'. 'It's really him!' 'Did you have an idea he was out?' 'Is he here for the ceremony?' 'Was he invited for the crown prince's wedding?'. 'He feels very deadly'. 'He's so cold'. 'The coldmoon Alpha'. 'Monster hybrid'. I heard a lot of whispers all around, my vamp hearing making them all the more audible. I couldn't help but turn to the lady who had whispered to her mate, calling me a mo
ROSA'S POV "Arghh! Fuck!" He panted heavily as he pulled out of me, and collapsed beside me on the bed. I tried to conceal my dissatisfaction, facing the other side of the bed. Each day that passed, he seemed to have become faster at chasing his release. He didn't spend so long moving inside me, and it made it difficult for me to enjoy it as much as I hoped to. "You should put on some clothes." I heard him say behind me, and I turned to him. I was surprised to see that he was still awake, having expected him to be fast asleep by now. He always went straight to sleep, immediately after sex. "Go." He nudged me by my shoulder, making me frown slightly. "Put on some clothes." I didn't have to ask why he insisted that I put on some clothes, because I guess I already knew. He was repulsed by the scars all over my body. "Okay." I whispered, trying so hard to not let the tears in my eyes drop. Slowly, I stood from the bed and made my way to the closet. It was still early in the
RYAN'S POV I calmly watched the chiefs and honourables whisper amongst themselves, as I waited for the next topic of deliberation to be brought up. "What next?" I asked eventually, tired of listening to their annoying whispers. "Al...Alpha." One of the chiefs stuttered, making me roll my eyes. Why was he stuttering now? "Speak." I urged impatiently. "Alpha, it is a situation with the MacQuoids." Philip informed. Instantly, my eyes moved towards the representative of the Honourables, and my gaze fell on Dean MacQuoid. Next to him was Hazel MacQuoid. "What about?" I asked, feeling quite non chalant. Ever since Ralia showed up here, I wasn't in my element. "We are yet to appoint a new power custodian, Alpha." Dean MacQuoid was the one who revealed. He spared a glance at his mother; Hazel, for a moment, before holding my gaze. Bold. He had always been bold. Dean, I mean. And honourable, and..... I just couldn't place my hand on it. Fatherly? Orrrr just.... a kind man