"I got in front of you and charged you in my wolf form," Kyle said, his gaze still fixed on her. "You shifted and started to fight with me. It was very heated. You can be very aggressive, and I was making you angry. Eventually, I forced the wolf to submit completely in front of the pack that was present."Rosette searched her mind, delving into the depths of her consciousness, and found her animal half. She felt different, strange. Her wolf conveyed an immense love and respect for Kyle, but there was also this feeling, like she'd been caught red-handed."She knew what she was doing all along," Rosette mused, a hint of self-reproach in her voice. "I thought we understood each other, that we were on the same page. I had no idea she craved being outside that much.""It's been my fault, love," Kyle sighed, a hint of remorse in his tone. "What she wants is what's best for her. I've had you focused on the pack, not on yourself. The drama with the witches isn't helping either. It's been taki
Rosette relaxed, allowing her wolf to take the reins. For the first time in weeks, she felt a sense of complete comfort, a feeling of belonging that transcended the boundaries of her human anxieties. She was no longer tethered to the concerns of the den, free to roam the wild expanse of her wolfish nature.Initially, Rosette paced herself to Kyle's strides, enjoying the exhilarating rush of the run. But the pace was too slow, too restrained for her wolf's unbridled spirit. She surged forward, bolting ahead of Kyle by a body's length, a joyful burst of primal energy. Kyle, though amused by her enthusiasm, voiced his displeasure."Unless you've somehow deduced where we're going, you should follow me," he called, subtly veering right, his voice a playful challenge.Rosette followed him, in a fashion. What she really did was run circles around him, exploring the forest with the unfettered curiosity of a wolf. She wanted to touch every part of her land, to feel the pulse of the forest bene
"Once a year, your body will prepare itself to become pregnant," Kyle explained, his voice a soothing balm against her skin. "It happens during the winter for us. My understanding of the human anatomy is vague, but I believe you are used to being fertile once a month. Am I correct?""Yes, you are correct, but I can only get pregnant once a year?" Rosette asked, turning to look at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. "You know, it feels like I want to get pregnant now. And why will I not go into etrus until next year?""You can only get pregnant once a year, and it probably won't happen this year. Your body is still too new to this. What was the other question you asked?" he said, fiddling with a strand of her hair, his touch a gentle caress."It wasn't really a question, but I have this all-consuming desire for you. It feels like I want to be pregnant," she told him, her voice laced with a raw honesty."The wolf in you knows this is the right time of year fo
"Rosette, relax, and I will show you," Kyle said, sounding a little exasperated, his voice tinged with a hint of impatience.When the next wave of sensation came, Rosette didn't fight it. She felt Kyle, a profound connection that transcended the boundaries of their individual beings. It was as if she was Kyle, experiencing his world through his senses, feeling his heartbeat thrumming against her back, the warmth of his body a comforting pressure against hers. His need to be inside her was overwhelming, a primal urge that resonated deep within her soul. As he moved to fill her, she heard herself growl, a sound of pure pleasure that echoed through the forest.She wanted to feel him completely, to surrender to his control, but she wasn't sure how to ask for more than he was already giving. Her body was trapped to the ground beneath him, her limbs tangled in a blissful surrender. Kyle's teeth grazed the scruff at the back of her neck, pulling lightly, sending a jolt of pleasure through he
It struck Rosette that this was the most time she and Kyle had ever spent alone together. They melded so well, a natural harmony that surprised her. They hadn't had a honeymoon, not even a proper date. Their relationship had simply sprung into existence, a whirlwind of passion and instinct, but it felt solid, a foundation built on a shared understanding that transcended words.As they ran back towards the den, Rosette contemplated their relationship, a sense of contentment washing over her. Kyle seemed lost in his own thoughts, a quiet intensity that she found strangely comforting. The silence between them was comfortable, a shared understanding that needed no words.Suddenly, Kyle came to a screeching halt, his wolf form a blur of black against the green backdrop of the forest. Rosette followed suit, her senses alert. He was eyeing the ground around them suspiciously, his ears pricked, his tail raised in warning. She watched as he bared his fangs, a low growl rising i
A human man stood in one corner of the room. He saw Rosette and threw a liquid towards her, chanting a spell. She dodged the liquid with her usual speed, but Anthony hadn't seen it coming, and it hit him full in the face.Rosette heard the thud as Anthony dropped unconscious to the ground. She listened intently and still heard his steady heartbeat; he wasn't dead. She turned her attention back to the room, and it was empty. A window was open, and she could see the wolves and the man running from the den in separate directions.As she leaped out the window, Rosette opened her connection to Kyle back up. She told him what had happened, keeping a sightline to the wolves with her Omegas."Stay in the den," he ordered her, his voice a rumble of concern in her mind. But her feet never stopped moving. She heard him sending a team to go after her.Her wolf didn't like ignoring her mate, the Alpha male, but she would just have to get over it. There was no way she
Rosette barked at Kyle loudly, her voice a sharp, insistent sound that cut through the air. He woke up a little, his eyes fluttering open, then starting to shut again, his body heavy with exhaustion."Get up," she ordered, nudging his backside with her nose. "We are going back to the den. Get up, or I will have them carry you like a baby. Do you want that?" she threatened, her voice laced with a playful edge.The threat seemed effective, and Kyle rose to his feet unsteadily, his movements slow and labored. They made their way slowly back to the den, Rosette pushing, yipping, and nipping to keep him moving. Kyle passed out once they made it into the front doors, falling heavily down on the marble floor, his wolf form a dark, inert form against the polished surface. He went sound asleep.A large silver wolf approached, eyeing Kyle. Rosette recognized Ethan and was glad to see him."Ethan, we stay on alert until Alpha Kyle wakes up. Do we have an accurate co
"If you start to feel sick, you will go to her right away. That is an order, Roel," Rosette said, turning her attention back to the dead man, her gaze fixed on the lifeless form.She heard Roel's happy response in her mind, but her attention was now on the corpse before her. He absolutely reeked. It was like he had rolled through a cemetery to get here. She'd never been so displeased to have a wolf's sense of smell.His arm flopped out when she touched it with her nose, and suddenly she understood. Track marks ran up and down his forearm, a grim testament to a life of addiction. She nudged his mouth open and saw the yellowed remains of his teeth, a further indication of his self-destructive habits."Can witches get addicted to the same things humans do?" Rosette asked Ethan, her curiosity insatiable."Any of us could," Ethan told her. "We all have a part of us that is human. With us, I know that such a thing would be possible, but the quantities needed wo