ROSANNEI pushed him. Hard. Throughout the whole ride back to the pack house, he didn't mention a single word. And even now that he walked me torwards Mikhail's mansion, he still remained quiet. I'd expected to feel disgust while he kissed me earlier, but it took a whole lot of strength to push him away. I wanted it. Clutching the shopping bag hard, I gave him one last glance before heading inside. As I climbed up the stairs, my pulse kept racing, heart kept hammering against my ribcage as Landon's face appeared before me. He shouldn't have. He really shouldn't have kissed me. I belonged to his brother. Slamming the door hard, I tossed the gown on my bed and inhaled a deep breath. How was I going to face Mikhail? ‘Calm down, Rosanne, there's nothing to worry about.’ Emerald's voice echoed in my ears and I sighed out loud. This shouldn't be a big deal. I have to forget about this, to let it slide and act normal. I walked towards my bed and parched onto it, pressing my back agai
ROSANNESunlight spilled through the lacy white curtains into my room, casting a warm glow on the glass resting on the coffee table. I'd been laying here for hours, counting the ceiling, staring at the coffee table, recounting everything that happened between Mikhail and I last night. I really didn't expect him to force himself on me again. I thought he was changing, but that was just a facade. Getting up slowly, I took slow strides towards the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stood there for a brief moment, allowing the water to wash down my sorrows, my pain, but it wasn't even working. I still felt Mikhail's hands on me, still felt his thrust weakening my leg muscles. I could still hear his voice sending shudders down my spine. I grabbed the soap and scrubbed it on my body, hoping to wash off his mark which was like a stain. I kept scrubbing and scrubbing and scrubbing until my body became red, but when I still felt dirty, I choked out a sob. It will never really stop, wi
MIKHAIL“You were rough with her last night.” My wolf growled as I signed some papers, consuming my thoughts with how hard I was with Rosanne. Our Rosanne. My Rosanne. ‘She defiled my orders.’ I growled back, tossing the file before me a few meters away. ‘She keeps doing it. Hanging around with other men, fucking around with them and neglecting the fact that she belongs to me. Only me.’ “But don't you think you're pushing her away?” She wasn't our mate. I didn't know why Lex was starting to care for her more than usual. Rosanne was just a breeder to me. Nothing more, nothing else. “We both know she means more than that to us.” I pushed myself off my leather chair and took slow strides towards my window. I'd always loved staring at the view of the pack house from here. The vast green space, the lake glistening with the sun rays on it and a few maids walking around to get their jobs done. It always reminded me that I ruled over them all. “Mikhail.” I didn't have to turn around t
ROSANNE“You only belong to me, Rosanne. Don't ever forget that.” His chilly voice haunted me each time I closed my eyes to sleep, and even now that I was preparing for the banquet, I could still hear him. Strangely, I could still feel his lips on mine. ‘You’re starting to develop something for him, Rosanne.’ Emerald purred and I shivered at the mere thought of having something for Mikhail. I caressed the red dress Landon had got me and swallowed hard. ‘I’d never have something for that monster.’ I replied back. ‘I just want to focus on getting out of here before my stomach gets bigger.’ ‘Then we have to hurry. The banquet could be an opportunity.’ Emerald would always be on my side. Apart from Landon, she was the one person I could trust in this caged space. She belonged to me and I to her. The banquet would indeed be a great opportunity to escape from Mikhail's grasp, but it wasn't going to be easy. The whole place would be crowded, but Mikhail would keep his eyes on his prized
MIKHAILI sat at the end of the table, my head pounding as I stared at the mug of coffee in front of me. The banquet had gone longer than expected, and for some reason, I was unable to sleep. Not because of Irene's presence that kept getting me upset. Not because of the damn engagement. But Rosanne. During the banquet, I'd expected her to break, to crumble into pieces. I badly expected a reaction from her, perhaps a little ruckus that'd spice up the banquet, but she was calm. Too calm, it was almost unsettling. Irene sat across from me, smiling from ear to ear as she sliced her steak. Ever since I announced the news of the engagement, she'd been in a pleasant mood. She kept smiling as seconds stretched into minutes. I could almost picture her dancing on the clouds with a halo on her head. I grabbed the coffee before me and took a small sip. Suddenly, the doors were pushed open as Rosanne strolled in, looking as radiant as ever. A black mini dress hugged her body perfectly, acc
ROSANNE A small chuckle escaped my lips as I hit my bed, reminiscing the look of horror on Mikhail's face. He looked so frustrated, I'd thought he'd kill me straight up while I was at his office. I should have tried this a long time ago. A few more weeks and Mikhail would crumble like a dried twig. It was almost time for dinner, so I got up and began pacing for my next plan. I had to do something more extreme, something that'd make Mikhail out of his mind at the dining hall. Tonight, a few pack warriors would be having a meal with their Alpha while discussing matters about the pack. They could have chosen a perfect morning tomorrow, but since Mikhail was hell-bent on having his meeting tonight, I'd make sure it's uncomfortable. In an hour, Anita would be by my door to call me for dinner. I had only a short period of time to get ready. I stepped into the bathroom first, washed my hair with some shampoo and used some scented oil to have a perfect bath. A few minutes later, I step
MIKHAILI was never one to back down during a fight. While other kids ran each time they got into one, I tackled it. Fear triggered normal people to run from the fucking danger, but it heightened my senses even more. Rather than running, I'd explore the situation until I finally got a hang of it.Rosanne wasn't a problem. But she made my heart skip a beat. Deep down, this strange emotion freaked me out. I shouldn't act this way with her around, shouldn't be so accommodating towards a mere breeder. But just like a master and a slave bond, she had her long chains ready and she was dragging me with it. My dick twitched as I kept slipping my fingers into her. She was so fucking wet and warm, I could barely handle it anymore. While Oliver had asked us to suspend the meeting, I badly wanted them out of the whole room. I wanted to place her over the dining table and bury my face in her wetness. She was ready for me. She was cumming over my fingers.Her breath turned heavy, but I didn
ROSANNE“Here she comes.” “She's the breeder, she's the one Alpha Mikhail broke the rules for.” “She's the one who's been clinging unto him even after the announcement of his engagement.” Clinging unto him? “She's a bitch, are you even surprised?” A bitch now? I stared at the blonde who'd just blurted out her nonsense and smirked. “How would you like to say that in front of the Alpha?” My voice was sharp and loud, making the maids flinch in surprise. On a normal day, I could have ignored the maids and walked in the opposite direction, but I felt like doing something unusual today. “Mi…Miss Rosanne.” She stuttered, her eyes wide with shock. I stepped even closer and smirked. “Didn't you just call me a bitch? I bet Mikhail would love to hear it from your lips.” She tensed, her face turning pale. “I…I..” “What?” I furrowed my brows. “You can be rest assured the Alpha would do nothing. You just have to speak your mind, say the truth.” I placed a palm on her shoulders, “You can ju
ROSANNESelene eventually convinced me to attend the party. It was safe to say she threatened me into attending the party, but as soon as we walked in, I bumped into someone I never thought I would—Mikhail. He was breathtaking. And I hate the fact I thought about him that way. He was Mikhail, the one who crushed my dreams. I wasn't supposed to crave him to the point of getting wet, but I did. Due to the insane feeling coursing through my veins, I stepped into the shower to get it out of my system. I tried to get the image of him from my mind. I tried to forget his intoxicating scent, tried to forget the warmth of his skin on mine. I didn't know if it was the pregnancy messing with my emotions, but I suddenly wanted him to fuck me. Hard. My body was betraying me and it sucked. It sucked. I trembled under the shower, the water cold against my skin. Then there was a small click, a small sound. For a brief moment, I turned to the right and was stunned by the sight of Mikhail. He
MIKHAILThe bass beat pulsed through my veins as Alpha Zayne pointed at a red haired stripper. “She is such a slutty woman.“ He grinned, grabbing the amber liquid on the round table. “It's a pity I'm already married. My Luna would have my head if she saw me here.“ I leaned back on the brown couch, tapping my fingers against the table. “We came here to unwind a little, Alpha Zayne.“ I spelled, running my fingers over my half filled glass. “Besides, you invited me here.“ “I know, I know.“ He poured more drinks into his empty glass, his movements swift and elegant. “It's not a bad idea, right? I mean, it's called “unwinding” passing rules and signing files in that goddamned office is close to driving me insane.“ I chuckled softly, my gaze darting towards the same stripper. She held my gaze, her lips stretched in a wide smile, a perfect approach to hit a nail in the head—only that I was completely different from other men. I felt nothing from staring at her exposed peaches. Rosanne co
ROSANNE Selene walked across the hallway, her heels brutally striking the marble tiles. We'd been walking past paintings for a few minutes, and strangely, she didn't halt to tell me where we were going. Her hips kept swaying, she kept walking down the hallway, and suddenly, she paused before a large door. “Where are you taking me?“ I glanced around,staring at the hallway that was devoid of any warmth. There were only sculptures and paintings, no single maid in sight. I knew she wouldn't hurt me. She couldn't—not when she knew Mikhail would burn the world to ashes if he found out. “You'll see.“ She smiled, pushing the large doors open. She walked in, but I stood outside, glancing around. I didn't know what she was up to, but for the sake of my child, I took in a sharp breath and advanced towards her. Stepping into the room, I realized it was a vast space with a mini garden, a bed, and even locked doors in it. The roof was different from any I'd ever seen. It was made of pure glas
ROSANNEEarlier, a maid had brought me into a large and spacious room where Mikhail and I would be staying. I'd been here for a few hours, but Mikhail hadn't barged into the room to check on me.He didn't place some guards outside the door to keep me from walking around, and he also didn't bugg my phone with incessant texts to check how I was doing. As much as I felt uneasy here, I'd never felt so free in my whole life. The air was different, the room was different, the whole space was different. I stood before the sink and wiped my mouth with some water, inhaling a deep breath to calm myself. For some reason, I was glad I didn't have an episode when Mikhail was close to me. He'd probably realize I was pregnant and lock me up forever—which I definitely wasn't allowing to happen. My stomach was starting to budge. It was just a small raise, but my tummy wasn't completely flat anymore. I was starting to gain some fat as well. How long was I going to plan my escape? There was pract
MIKHAILI stepped out of the shower with a towel around my waist, eyes trailing over the woman packing up her things. Her hair was in a messy bun, her big tee making me want to pin her against the bed and fuck her hard. It'd been a few days since my encounter with Landon, he was out of my hair, out of the pack house, out of Rosanne's life. Rosanne stopped resisting. She managed to smile at me a few minutes ago, but it still seemed forced—like right now. She puffed out a breath and shoved her underwear into the traveling bag. “We're only spending three days there, right?” Alpha Zayne had invited me for his daughter's wedding week. He was a friend of my father before his death, an Alpha who indulged in women just like me. But strangely, after meeting Rosanne, I didn't want anyone else. I only wanted her. All of her. Alpha Zayne wanted me to show up at the wedding because his daughter and I were childhood friends. He wanted to surprise her, but I was only in on this deal because Ros
ROSANNEThe truth sank deeper like a knife twisting my insides. “Even death can't snatch you away from me.” I wiped my tears harshly, slamming the door on the statue like men guarding Mikhail's room. I sank into the plush couch and wept, scratching my polished nails on my own skin. Nothing would get me away from here. Even in death, Mikhail would definitely drag me back. He'd try his best to make sure I'm still alive and show me hell over and over again. I wiped my tears again, taking slow strides towards the balcony. From there, I could see Landon fighting without a shirt—as usual. He overpowered all the men there, his attacks sharp and brutal, but it wasn't to the point of causing damage. He even helped a warrior when he could barely stand. Landon was different. A different kind of different. He made my heart skip a beat effortlessly, something Mikhail achieved by enslaving me. I'd always wanted to sit and have a talk with him. A long conversation that'd settle everything, ou
MIKHAIL“You're going to love it.” I tilted my head slightly, one arm around the steering wheel as I gazed at her, “I promise.” Rosanne exhaled softly, tightening her grip on the seatbelt like I never fulfilled my promises—like she'd rather be in hell than go out with me—like I never gave her the chance to make a choice. “Okay.” She didn't argue, didn't refuse. She just nodded like an obedient cat desperate to survive the harsh weather.The streets bustled with life as usual. Loud horns kept blaring across the streets, the sidewalk was packed with pedestrians, and a few students kept staring at me through the windows with amusement in their eyes. Great. I turned to Rosanne—who looked like she had a rainy cloud hovering above her—and pressed my lips tightly, “You’ve never said a full sentence to me for the past week, Rosanne.” “Taking me out isn't going to change anything. You're keeping me caged—like an animal.” She gestured, placing a palm over her neck. “It's suffocating, I can
LANDONThe dimly lit bar was filled with the soft murmurs of conversations, clinking of glasses and loud music blasting through the speakers. It'd never been my kind of place, but I needed a distraction. Anything to get my mind off her.Rosanne.Staring down at my untouched whiskey in a transparent glass, a soft sigh escaped my lips. I should be anywhere but here. But at least here, I didn’t have to see her sitting between me and Mikhail, looking like she wanted to disappear.I brought the glass to my lips, letting the burn coat my throat. It didn’t help. Never did. "You look like you need a distraction ."I turned to my side, my gaze locking onto the woman who had slid onto the stool beside me. She was a blonde with pale blue eyes and soft curves. She smelled exotic, expensive, like someone who had always used her beauty to get everything she ever wanted. The opposite of her. I smirked, tilting my head, "And you look like someone who enjoys giving them."She leaned in slightly, th
ROSANNE‘I can't understand him anymore. Sometimes he's warm, other times he's utterly cold, it hurts my chest.’I knew he wasn't just doing this to keep me safe. He was toxic. And it was starting to suffocate me. He was too afraid I'd leave, get down with Landon instead, but he was only making it worse. The dining hall was eerily quiet, I literally heard my heartbeat in my own ears. The only sounds were the constant clinking of cutlery and the scraping of chairs against the ground. Sitting right in the middle of Mikhail and Landon made my skin prickle with unease, the urge to bury myself in this seat burning against my chest. Landon hadn't said a word since Mikhail invited him for dinner. I didn't say any either. But Mikhail was composed. Infact, his posture was so relaxed, you'd think we were a peaceful couple having a wonderful dinner—it was far from the truth. I hadn't touched my spoon for the past few minutes, but Mikhail kept placing small pieces of meatball on my plate