Alexander
I watched on as Delilah performed the ritual on Rosaria. My wolf and I were on high alert incase she decided to pull up an evil stunt on us.
She kept chanting and whispering spells. My heart squeezed painfully when I looked at Rosaria standing at the center of the circle, completely naked. ‘I’m sorry my love, it was never my intention to let you go through such things,' I thought sadly.
I panicked when a strong wind started swirling around the circle, but relaxed when I noticed nothing unusual happened. After a few minutes, the wind had calmed down and the witch who now looked horrible with a nose bleed stopped chanting.
“It’s done, you’re free,” I heard Delilah say and I perked up immediately. After thanking her and assuring her the payment was made, I scooped Rosaria up and rushed into the mansion while carrying her bridal style.
I wanted to check her body but she insisted on checking herself so she locked herself inside the bathro
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Rosaria Jitters. I wasn’t having cold feet but I was a bundle of nerves. Having to prepare for the wedding in one day made me really anxious. ‘What if I don’t find the perfect dress? What if something goes wrong? What if it rains?’ I wanted to have an outdoor wedding at the resort, I liked the environment there, the nicely leveled green grass, the trees. Just the perfect environment to say your vows at. But the reception would held at the pack so that everyone attends. I sighed as I looked at my mother running around making preparations, she was in charge of the deco and the food. Alexander was in charge of the guest list. He just had to mind link the alphas since he could do that even at a long distance. My job was to go for a beauty treatment, get my dresses and rest. I was being pampered and I loved it. “Let’s go, we don’t have much time,” Sheila said as she rushed down the stairs from her bedroom and I rolled my eyes.
Alexander I woke up late…. Despite chanting ‘don’t oversleep’ repeatedly in my head as I drifted off to sleep last night, I still slept in. The sweet dream I was having did not make it easier for me to wake up either. Everything was just perfect in the dream, Rosaria and I were mated and we had our own little pups, a boy and a girl. We were so happy that I didn’t want it to end…… “Alpha, wake up, we have an hour left to head over to the venue,” Michael’s voice was like a bucket of cold water spilled over my head. I sprang out of bed and looked at the time, a little dazed. Shit. “Why are you only waking me up now?” I asked him angrily. He was already dressed in a navy blue suit but he only came to wake me up an hour before the wedding. Did he plan to attend a wedding without its groom? “I-I thought you were up and dressed already. Only came to check on you because you took to long to come down stairs,” he answered nervously. I glared at him and
Alexander “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Mr Knight, you may now kiss your……” Before Lucien could finish his sentence, I grabbed Rosaria’s nape and kissed her passionately. She reciprocated and we kissed hungrily. I bit her lip playfully as a punishment, her divine sweet scent was all over the place. All the unmated alphas were now on edge after getting a whiff of her arousal. I was on the verge of pulling their eyes out, no, perhaps castrating them would be a much better option. “Ahem, ahem,” King Lucien coughed awkwardly. “I would advise you wait until you go on your honeymoon.” A tinge of pink crept it’s way to Rosaria’s cheeks after we pulled apart. She was never a shy girl so seeing this rare side of her was kind of adorable. If it were up to me, I would carry her out of here and start our honeymoon right away. But we had to attend to our guests later in the evening. Holding Rosaria’s hand I turned so tha
Sheila Burning. The scorching feeling as if you were set on fire. That’s what my body felt like whenever Mark was intimate with another she-wolf. Every touch burned my skin, my stomach twisted and churned. Prickly sensations could be felt all over my body. It was the worst experience ever. Werewolves are blessed with mates but I was cursed with one. They say a mate is your soulmate, your other half. Someone who would love and cherish you unconditionally. But mine was a nightmare, he tortured me both physically and emotionally. He looked at me with so much hatred just because I wasn’t the one he was in love with. Mark was obsessed with Rosaria. I never knew the extent of the obsession until the day we found out that we were mates and he refused to recognize the bond. What he did not count on was Rosaria escaping and finding her real mate. That’s when he totally lost his mind. I feel pain three times a day. It seemed he was sleeping with every she-wolf in his p
Rosaria “My love…. You’ve been upset ever since we left the garden, don’t let it get to you,” Alexander said as he changed into black sweatpants. We agreed to go camping in the woods for two to three days. “I just feel bad you know…. Sheila seemed to still have hope. I shouldn’t have suggested for her to reject him,” I sighed, the guilt was getting to me. Alexander walked behind me and hugged my waist, then he left a trail of kisses along my neck. “Don’t blame yourself for that. Actually if not of being blinded by obsession, Mark would make a good mate. When he loves, he loves deeply. It’s just sad he took the wrong path.” “Yeah, well I will not concern myself with this matter anymore. The ball is in their hands now. We’ve got our own issues to deal with,” I said and I felt him stiffen for a moment. “How about we start off to the woods that you wanted to spend your honeymoon in?” he asked as he bit the back of my neck playful
Alexander Rosaria had spent the whole day drifting in and out of sleep. The black veins had spread throughout her body. Seeing her like that was sending ripples of pain to my heart but I couldn’t do anything until her twentieth birthday. She had only regained her senses later in the evening and after forcing her to drink the soup Cassie made, I sat her between my legs near a fireplace in the living room as I hugged her from behind. Ready to tell her my story. “My father was once a human, he was the king of the ancient Elisasha kingdom a thousand years ago. The kingdom suffered from a sneak attack and many of his subjects lost their lives as they were attacked mercilessly by the enemy. As a king, the young Alexander senior couldn’t sit back and watch his people die so he put on his armor and rode his horse leading the army to battle. But he had underestimated the enemy, they were too powerful and they didn’t move at a speed that a normal human would. T
Rosaria Goodbye. The saddest word one can ever say to a loved one. I wonder why there’s a ‘good’ in that word because there’s nothing good about it. No matter how it is said, it always causes heart break. Whether it’s a child going to college and temporarily leaves his or her parents. Or a loved one moves to another town. Sometimes it may just be an employee leaving a workplace he or she had gotten accustomed to. The fact remains, anything associated with the word ‘goodbye’ is sad and it causes pain and heart break. This was why, it was very hard for me to say my last goodbyes to my parents. No parent would love to see their child leave before them. I was a sinner for making them go through such pain. “Mom, don’t cry please,” I said as I couldn’t take my mother’s sobs anymore. They had all come to visit me an hour ago and had refused to leave my sight after I narrated the situation to them. “Rosa, why didn’t you tell us anything? No wonder you didn’t
Rosaria I was feeling weak and I could see my life slipping away but I couldn’t do anything about it. Death was calling for me and I couldn’t escape. Alexander was strangely calm this time. Perhaps he had come to terms with our situation. He would have to go through this over and over again. It made me glad really, I would rather see him calm than watch him fall apart because of me. He had come to pick me up when I just said my farewells with my family. “Are you ready?” He asked in a low hoarse voice. “To die? No. To go for a date in the meadow? Yes, definitely ready,” I said playfully and he chuckled. Picking me up bridal style, he walked out of the room and I buried my face in his chest. “Are we going to move like this? How about you give me a piggyback ride?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “No, I want to feel you close to me as much as possible. This is the best position for me to do that,” he said as he continued moving, hea
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Lucien- Vampire king I hated witches, no actually, hate was a somewhat polite word to use. I fucking loathed them and their entire existence. They were deceptive, cunning and manipulative bitches and ever since they tricked me which led into the demise of my mate, I had put it upon myself to slaughter any witch I met. If we crossed paths and you happened to be a witch, I would kill you first then ask questions later. But that changed four years ago when, after I left the Alpha king's wedding, I ended up at a bar and had a one night stand with a human. The sex was intense and mind blowing, nothing like what I had experienced with several female vampires in our kingdom. Slightly dazed from lust, I lost control and bit the human, sucking her sweet alluring blood. When realization dawned upon me, it was too late, she had already seen what I was. The rule was to kill on sight when your identity was discovered but I just couldn't bring myself to hurt her.
Two years later..... Alexander "So tell me, my love....how do you feel tonight?" I whispered huskily into Rosaria's ears as I swayed us both around the meadow to a beautiful melodious tune of a love song. My hands were wrapped around her waist tightly, while hers were around my neck, our bodies stuck closely to each other as we moved in sync. It was her twenty second birthday today and after having a small party with family, I decided to bring her to the meadow to celebrate the last hours of her birthday alone with her. The party was organised by the omegas as a way to appreciate their queen. She had truly reigned with great wisdom and compassion in the last two years earning the pack's love and respect. Our twins had grown and were now noisy toddlers who ran around tearing the place down. They now had a friend, since Jack and his mate adopted a pup from the orphans at the pack house and named her Ella. So they spent most of
Jack Imagine waiting all your life for someone, that special person who would complete you and make you whole, someone you could lean on and cherish for the rest of your life. But then, when that special someone finally appears, they are far from what you were expecting. I had met my mate at my sister Rosaria’s wedding. Walking down the aisle as the best man, I felt my wolf stir within me and then the scent of sandalwood and lavender hit me hard. ‘Mate!’ My wolf growled in my head and I tried to find the she-wolf behind the scent but I couldn’t because a lot of people were looking at me and I couldn’t identify the owner of the scent just by looking around. Fast forward, the wedding had ended and I was with my family in the garden taking pictures when the same intoxicating scent hit me harder. Turning around, I stood frozen in shock when I saw the person who the scent belonged to. ‘Mate!’ My wolf growled but I swallowed painfully. Was this a joke the moo
Rosaria The hall was stunned into silence. It was so terribly quiet, you could hear a pin drop to the ground. Only the hearts of terrified wolves could be heard beating loudly at a fast pace. They stared in horror at Alexander who stood on the red carpet with Alexina who was surprisingly calm as she sucked on a binky in his left arm, and his right hand was hanging down to his side while dripping blood. Experiencing the Alpha king’s fury first hand must have scared them out of their wits. “No one heard anything today, do you hear me?” He said his eyes glowing a lighter blue color as he commanded in his Alpha tone. “This prophecy should not be spoken of in any way don’t blame me for what I would do if you’re found wanting,” he added as a powerful aura rolled off him like sea waves. “Now, if you would excuse us, we would like to call it a night. Alphas who are members of the council are welcome to our mating ceremony which would be held in tw
Alexander It had been two months since the twins were born. Two months of happiness and peace. There were no witches and no curses to keep us on edge. Just my queen, the twins and I against the world. In short, life was perfect. I never knew parenthood could be so involving and tiring. The first six weeks with the little trouble makers were a series of major ups and downs, a mixture of hectic and sweet moments. It was hectic due to the sleepless days and nights, the intense crying almost every minute and being extra careful when carrying the floppy-necked beings or their heads would tilt the wrong way. Sweet in the sense that they were the greatest gift Rosaria had given me and I loved taking care of them. I'm happy to say I was a hands-on dad. I made sure to be at the centre of all the babies chaos, being elbow deep in dirty diapers and I had learnt how to burp a baby in under a minute. All these including, reading them stories, bathing them, coo
Alexander Words could not express how relieved I felt when I arrived at the pack hospital on time, well, almost on time. I barged into the delivery room without even bothering to acknowledge my in-laws who were standing outside pacing back and forth. The first baby had just been born and the doctor placed the crying pup on Rosaria’s chest. It was four hours ago during the meeting that I suddenly felt restless, my wolf and Lycan were in pain so I figured something was wrong with Rosaria. I quickly stood up and excused myself, not caring whether it was rude or not and ran all the way from the forest of darkness. It’s a days journey, but it took me four hours to ran at inhuman speed. At that moment, I wished one of my powers was teleporting, it would have been easier to just poof out of there. Ever since my powers were unlocked, I could do anything apart from teleporting. Reading and controlling one’s mind, healing, dissipating things with a snap of
Rosaria I was sitting in Alexander’s office going through reports brought in by Alphas from different packs. Many cases of rogue attacks had been reported and the alphas were asking for help on how to deal with the wild rogues and a solution on what to do with the orphaned pups whose parents were killed during the attacks. Since the bluestone pack was the biggest and richest, many orphans were brought in to live in the huge pack house which was located near the pack hospital. They would be raised by omegas or adopted by families that did not have children or just wanted to extend a helping hand. Jack had already printed out the invitations to bring these pups in and all I had to do was sign and stamp them with the bluestone’s pack emblem. Which was a blue moon with a Lycan and wolf howling whilst facing each other inside the moon. As for the rogue attacks, this was the part I would dispatch some strong warriors to go and deal with the situation at the affecte
Rosaria I had felt very bad after sending off Mark like that. No matter what he did, he was still a friend I grew up with. He might have approached me with other intentions in mind but I couldn’t forget the good times we spent together. Us ending things on a bad note, gave me mixed feelings. Perhaps, if I had not strung him along with false hope, he wouldn’t have done what he did. “Ouch,” I hissed when I felt a sharp pain on my nipple. Alexander raised his head and pulled my lower lip with his lips, biting it playfully as he hovered over me. “Thinking about another man in my presence, hmmm?” he said with a raised brow and I chuckled. “No love, I just feel bad about how things turned out. Mark is a good person if we exclude his obsession which turned him dark. Perhaps if given a chance, he could find himself,” I said while running my hands through his hair. Gosh, it felt so good. My stomach embarrassingly grumbled again and Alexander got up and