"Thank you for your help tonight, Emily," Kyle told her and dismissed her to go get some sleep.
"I know there has to be balance," Kyle told Rosette as they sipped tea alone at a table in the kitchen, "but it has been difficult to instill the proper amount of kindness into my actions."
"How's that?" Rosette asked, not understanding.
"I am the pack's protector. I cannot afford to be seen as weak. I have tried to be gentler than my father, but it is a fine line to walk," he told her.
"You didn't kill or cast out the rogues' families because you wanted to handle this differently than your father," Rosette said, starting to put it all together.
"Yes," he murmured, "although one of the fathers took his own life in shame. Another family has asked to be leave the pack. None of them barely show their faces for the embarrassment they feel."
They sat in silence for a moment and listened to the sounds of everyone filing back into the den. From the ones
Whoever had remade the bed had put a bunch of white decorative pillows on it. Rosette crawled up and started to toss them off. Against the white linen, she looked filthy. Her knees were grass-stained. The rest of her was scuffed and dirty. She shuddered at how bad her hair must look, probably full of twigs and knotted."Okay, bed in a minute," she told Kyle, heading off the other side for the bathroom, "I'm showering.""I like the way you smell as you are now," he said, moving to stand in her way. "I don't want you to bathe."Breathing deep, Rosette held onto her temper. The obsession with how she smelled was so annoying, and the arrogant bossy Alpha routine really got under her skin."Compromise with me, Kyle. I have no intention of climbing into that beautiful clean bed as dirty as I am right now," she said, watching his eyes.They stood in a deadlock for several moments before he relented."They could have just washed the sheets," he told
As Rosette moved toward the center of the circle, she saw Kyle standing beside the altar, his naked form bathed in the moonlight. He addressed the pack, his voice booming, "Pack Luther, tonight I change my mate Rosette. She will be one of you. Do you accept this pack member?"Rosette had just reached the edge of the circle when the pack responded in unison, "Show us her strength.""So now we fight," Rosette thought, her heart pounding in her chest. Kyle nodded subtly, stepping off the platform and moving slightly towards her.Rosette slowly entered the circle, unsure of what to do. She circled Kyle, who stood impassively, hoping for some kind of hint. As she admired his handsome backside, she heard a chuckle. Turning, she saw a wicked grin on his face. He tensed, signaling the start of their duel. While she was tempted to wait for him to strike first, she decided to take the initiative. Before he could move, she lunged forward, aiming for his throat. To her surp
The wolf's growl rumbled low behind Rosette, followed by the sharp snap of his jaws as he took his first bite. The pain was immense, the strength of his jaws controlled, but undeniably present. As his teeth sank into her skin, blood dripping onto the platform, something extraordinary began to happen.Rosette saw stars, literally. The sky, the clearing, and the surrounding forest all seemed to force their way into her conscious mind. She saw it all with perfect clarity, as if she were experiencing a birth, and needed to be aware of everything happening in that moment.Within her body, she became aware of another being. It expanded and contracted within her, unable to express itself. Rosette felt its joy at awakening to this life as it faded back into the unknown. It was too bizarre to comprehend, too alien to grasp. Her body was no longer her own. Her entire world went black, and she sank towards the cool stone, surrendering to the unknown......"I'm sure
The sun had long set by the time Rosette pried her eyes open again. Kyle had the balcony door open, and she could see him standing outside, surveying the dark forest. He had a pair of pants slung low over his hips, but his muscular back was bare. He looked...edible. Hesitantly, she moved one leg and then the other. The pain she had been expecting wasn't there. She slid out of the bed and walked towards the open balcony, coming to rest beside Kyle."How long were we asleep?" she asked him."You, love, have been asleep almost a week, which is a good sign. It means the changing will probably start soon. I'm glad you are awake now. I've missed you.""A week?" Rosette shrieked. "Is that normal?"She prayed she hadn't been pooping and peeing in their bed all week. She'd seen bed-bound hospital patients. It got nasty really quick. She stuttered so badly she could barely ask him about it."No," he laughed. "It was more like you were hibernating."Gr
Raising her arms above her head, Rosette whined low in her throat, needing him again. That magnificent bronze body settled slowly, pressing her further into the bedding. He teased her as his enlarged organ slid against her weeping slit. Although she tried, she couldn't capture him, so she moved her hand down to assist him.A low growl rose out of his throat as he eyed her stray limb. She placed it back above her head and waited. She couldn't express her need. She wiggled her hips enticingly underneath him, planted her feet on the bed, and ground against him. When he wouldn't move, she started to reach with her hand again and found her wrists pinned to the bed by one of his.A glint came into his eye as he reached between them with his free hand and aimed his thick pulsating length."Do you need this?" he asked.A sound of encouragement escaped her throat. If she could have formed words, she would have been begging.With a powerful thrust, he entere
"Like this one week, I couldn't talk at all, seriously the whole week. Sam was so unhelpful because they hadn't had to change a human in a really long time and he had forgotten.""So the Alpha told me to stay with you while he has some stuff to do. He also told me to clean things up a little if you get up, 'cause you like things clean. Oh, are you like really horny?"The woman talked like a runaway train, and Rosette could barely follow what she was saying. She also realized she was rubbing her hand between her legs like a freak."Oh, Katrina, I'm so sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me. I'm so upset and I... I can't control it," Rosette was so frustrated she was ready to scream. The chain, the feelings, it was all just too much. In addition, Kyle had left Katrina here, so he wasn't coming back."It's okay," she said, "that's why I'm here. It's also why he chained you back up. He said your wolf totally jumped him and got aggressive. He won't let the
"Seriously: Rosette, you better behave. I know you like to push his buttons, but he will lose his mind if something bad happens to you," Katrina said as she unlocked the cuff on Rosette's ankle.Joy overcame Rosette, and she hugged Katrina, promising to be good and stay put just before sleep took her.The next several days took on a weird pattern of waking very late in the afternoon, eating, and sleeping. Rosette's schedule was like a teenager's again, going to bed just before dawn and waking in the afternoon.Her sexual appetite had also changed. If it wasn't for Katrina, she would have completely lost her mind. Katrina did everything she could to keep the tension from overwhelming her. It was exhausting for both of them.As Rosette lay partially sated on the bed, Katrina crawled beside her, panting, "The other Betas would be happy to serve you, Rosette. Alpha Luther doesn't mind if you take other women to your bed.""I know," Rosette told her sad
Rosette moved quietly through the brush, her senses heightened. She spotted Emily, the sweet young kitchen girl, tied and motionless on the ground. Emily was naked, her body marred by multiple cuts, her face bruised and battered. Two wolf men stalked around her, circling like predators sizing up their prey.Rosette screamed for Kyle in her mind, focusing intently on the scene before her. She prayed he could hear her in this wolf form, hoping their bond still held. A single word echoed back to her, as if whispered from a distance, "Run."She assessed the carnage before her, recognizing the wolves. They were the last of the renegades, the ones who had captured her twice, likely responsible for her near poisoning. Now they were harming a member of her pack. She wouldn't run.She wouldn't be foolish either. She would use stealth, but then the wind shifted. Two heads popped up, turning to stare at her. Her white fur offered little camouflage without snow.She