Rose POVLexie glared at me “Talk about what?” She asked, disbelief laced in her voice. “don't tell me it is what I am thinking about”I took a deep breath. I knew so many questions were running in Lexie's mind. The last time we talked I told her how much I hated Luca.“Can I explain?”I asked softly, trying to pacify her anger.She took a deep breath and glared at me. “Fine, but just to make it make sense, she said and sat on the sofa,” her face laced with a frown.I sat down beside her “I think I like him?” I said with a bent head.“What?” She asked with surprise. I nodded my head. “Oh, good lord!” She groaned as she rubbed her forehead. “Rose, you can be with him. He might be using you for all I know, and he is bad '' she said.I shook my head disagreeing with her “I don't think so and what makes you think he is bad”“Because... Because'' she raised her eyebrow. “Because it is Luca. He is like the symbol of evil for our pack. A man that made us lose our Luna is not even meant to be
Rose pov.I stepped out of the house and went into Luca's car. Immediately, I closed the car, and his intoxicating smell hit my nostrils.“How is he?” I asked buckling my seat belt.“He's okay,” he said. “Same old,” he added. I could feel his eyes on me.Immediately, he was sure that I had talked in my seat belt, and he started driving. An uncomfortable silence filled the air; his shoulders tightened, and his lips formed into tight lines, which was unusual for Luca because he was always carefree when he was driving.Come to think of it, he was driving slowly instead of the usual Luca, who drove about the normal speed limit.I placed my hands on top of his hands that were on the gear “Are you okay?” I asked.He nodded, his eyes still focused on the road. “Why?” He asked.I shrugged. “You seem quiet. Is everything alright?”He tilted his head to my side and back to the road.“I am fine. It just..is just that Merlin called me Dad today” he explained.I sat upright, trying to process what
Russell povI sat on my table flipping the documents containing this year's records. Now that Luca was in jail I had enough time to do whatever without thinking that anyone was planning my death.Seriously, it is tiring. Having to watch your back every blessed day. I sighed deeply, I miss the time when we were just three brothers without any feud. Life was much more fun.“Let me in!” Someone shouted at the door side.I rolled my eyes in frustration. I have asked my bodyguards to make sure I am not disturbed. Who could that be?“Russel !” Lorenzo shouted, his voice echoing around the floor. “Tell your mother fuck guards to let me in,” he shouted, banging the door.I stood up and walked towards the door and opened it. “Let him in,” I ordered.The guards stood aside for him to come in. He entered inside and locked the door.I furrowed my eyebrows and watched him turn to me. “We need to talk,” he said, his voice filled with urgency.As I walked towards my chair, I said, “Seriously, can't
Rose pov.I managed to get home after Luca and I disagreed. I have never seen him this angry. The fact that he left me on the road explained how angry he was at me.Immediately I opened my room door I pulled my clothes off and fell on the bed. My thoughts wandered back to what would have happened if Benedicta had not come in to save Merlin.I close my eyes to part for Lexie's safety. She is a very sweet girl and does not deserve any of the stress I have put her through as a friend. Gosh! I need to get her out of Lorenzo’s mind. He might come back for her later when I am not around. Just when I was about to sleep a knock came. Knock! Knock! Knock!I groaned as I raised my tired body to open the door. Maybe it was Luca.I opened my door to reveal my maid. She stood at the front of the door carrying some clothes with her head bowed “My lady may I come in”I seriously wanted to close the door and sleep, but then again, it was not her fault. I stepped aside and watched her drop the clothe
Rose pov.A few minutes later, Luca's door opened and then closed, and he was gone, but all I found myself thinking about was what he said before he left. How his voice sounded so weak because even if I knew he did not say please, he was indirectly pleading with me not to leave him.I tossed around my bed as our few cherished memories replayed in my head. Unlike Finn who just came in here to remind me of who he was. Finn was my mate for sure, and I was bound to feel emotionally or sexually drawn to them, but all I could find myself thinking about was how he would have treated me if I were his mate.He would have probably killed me, unlike Luca who would do everything within his grasp to make sure I was happy. Finn simply viewed our bond as a business deal. He cannot lose because of me. That is why he killed my Alpha in my place.I wanted Luca, I wanted him so badly. I wanted him inside me, wanted to feel the heat of his mouth against my nipples. Memories of our last encounter flooded
Rose pov.Hours passed by and the most anticipated moment came. I finished taking my bath and watched as two maids dressed me. Russell had sent two other people to dress me up. Which was strange. Maybe he was expecting a very important person or maybe the moon goddess was paying a visit. Whatever he had in mind remained a mystery to me.I watched as they did my makeup carefully and wore my accessories. Ava, one of the maids, took out the necklace from the jewelry box and wore it on my neck.It felt heavy, too heavy to wear with an already suspicious husband. If need be I needed to be as light as I could in case he decided to kill me.“Remove it. It's too heavy” I complained, trying to remove it on my own.“Sorry, but we can't; Alpha Russell had made us promise that you would wear everything he sent to you,” she replied.A hiss escaped my mouth. What the hell was he trying to do?I turned to her. “Well, as your Luna, I am telling you to remove, it,” I said with a stern voice. The room
Rose povEasy girl. I need you to be alive. I like loud, lively moans,” Russell whispered against my ear. His voice was filled with loathing.Cold crept into my feet, and my heartbeat increased faster than I expected. I tried to free myself from his grip, but he tightened his grip around my waist, and his nails dug painfully into my skin.“Let me go, you fucking bastard,” I said lowly, which annoyed me because I wanted to shout, but it came out as a whisper.He chuckled before he drew me to himself; he raised my chin with his two middle fingers, making me look at him. “Did you think I was joking about you having babies for me?” He asked with a chill emotionless voice. His alcoholic breath hit my nose making me look away.How the hell did I have a child for him? I knew if I did not leave now, there would be no going back. Besides, my eyelids were getting heavier, and I felt like a sack of sand. Too heavy to walk alone.Fuck! Each time Luca was not around something always happened to me
Luca pov.I had left my phone on recording mode and left it with Rose. I overheard all their conversation. Anger welled up at the thought of her finding it difficult to know who she belonged to. Even though I told her I would not let her mate, even though all I had done was to protect her from my brothers and enemies.To make matters worse, Merlin called me his father, and I can swear my heart melted at the thought of being Merlin's dad. My heart melted at the thought of owning Rose and everything she had.It was easy for me. Even if they had told me to choose between my mate and her I would gladly choose her. However, I felt a pang of pain when I discovered that she was not my mate because I was drawn to her rather than Jenny, my mate.To cool off whatever ache within me I decided to go and visit my mother's mother or Sabrina. Anybody that would help me nurse my wounded heart.When she had knocked on my door I had made up my mind to act like I did not care. To make her afraid of los
Rose’s POVThe evening air was thick with tension as I made my way to meet Luca. My heart raced, both from the fear of what had happened earlier and the anticipation of finally sharing everything with someone who might be able to help. Finn’s death, the accusations, the chaos—it all weighed heavily on me, and I needed clarity, answers, and protection.The narrow path I took was shrouded in darkness, with the faint sound of rustling leaves accompanying my footsteps. A sense of unease crept over me like eyes were watching me from the shadows. I stopped in my tracks and glanced around, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.“Get a grip, Rose,” I whispered to myself, resuming my walk.The unease didn’t leave, though. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and the cool night air seemed to grow colder. Suddenly, a hand clamped over my mouth, stifling my scream as another arm wrapped tightly around my waist, dragging me into the nearby thicket.“Shh, don’t make a sound,” a voice hissed
Alina’s POVThe dim glow of the moon seeped through my window, casting long, wavering shadows on the walls. The silence in the pack house was almost unnerving, a stark contrast to the turmoil in my mind. Finn’s death haunted me relentlessly—his smile, his laugh, the way he always seemed to hold the pack together. Now he was gone, and we were left scrambling in the dark to uncover who had ripped him away from us.But I wouldn’t rest until I knew.A soft knock on my door startled me. My heart raced as I got up cautiously. No one should have been awake at this hour. Opening the door, I was met with a familiar face—Russell.I pulled him inside quickly, locking the door behind him. “You shouldn’t be here,” I whispered sharply.Russell leaned against the wall, his face etched with exhaustion but his eyes burning with determination. “I couldn’t stay hidden any longer, Alina. We’re running out of time.”I nodded, knowing he was right but unwilling to admit it aloud. Russell had been staying i
Bianca's POVThe air in the pack house was suffocating, laden with tension so thick it was nearly tangible. Finn’s death had cast a dark shadow over everything, and it was a matter of time before accusations and suspicions boiled over. My hands trembled as I paced my room, my mind racing.This wasn’t part of the plan.Jenny sat on the bed, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her face pale but defiant. “Bianca, this is getting out of hand. Rose knows something. She practically accused us in front of Benedicta.”I whirled on her, my voice sharp. “And what exactly do you think we should do about it? Go to the elders and confess? Because that’s what your panicking sounds like.”Jenny flinched, her composure cracking. “No, but if Alina starts digging, we’re finished. She’s furious. She’ll turn over every stone to find out who killed Finn, and when she does, we’ll be the first ones she looks at.”I clenched my jaw, staring out the window. The moonlight illuminated the pack grounds, tra
Alina's POVThe piercing scream of a maid echoed through the pack house, jolting me from my thoughts. My heart leaped into my throat, and I instinctively rushed toward the source of the commotion. The hallway was alive with murmurs, tension thick in the air as I approached Finn’s room.“What’s happening?” I demanded, pushing past a group of maids clustered near the doorway.The sight before me stole the breath from my lungs. Finn lay still on his bed, his chest unmoving. The monitor that had been beeping steadily earlier now emitted a deafening flatline.“No!” I shouted, rushing to his side. My hands shook as I pressed them against his lifeless form as if my touch alone could bring him back. “Finn! Wake up!”One of the maids stepped forward hesitantly, tears streaming down her face. “H-he’s gone, Miss Alina. We... we found him like this.”I turned to her, my voice trembling with fury and disbelief. “Gone? What do you mean gone? He was stable just a few hours ago!”Another maid whisper
Rose’s POVI glanced at Finn one last time as he lay still on the bed, his breathing shallow but steady. My heart ached to see him like this. I wanted to stay, to keep watching over him, but Alina’s accusations still lingered in my mind, making the air in the room feel suffocating.With a heavy sigh, I turned to leave. Just as I reached the door, a flicker of movement caught my eye. The curtains by the window swayed gently, though there was no breeze. My heart skipped a beat, and I froze.“Who’s there?” I called out, my voice firmer than I felt.Silence.I stepped closer, peering into the shadows near the window. “I said, who’s there?”Still no response. I waited for a few tense moments, but nothing moved again. My mind began to race with possibilities. Was it just my imagination? Or was someone there?Shaking my head, I decided not to let paranoia take over. “It’s nothing,” I muttered to myself, though the uneasy feeling didn’t quite leave me.I stepped out of the room and made my wa
Bianca’s POVThe tension in the air was suffocating. Every corner of the pack house buzzed with whispers of Finn’s attack, and I couldn’t move without feeling a dozen eyes boring into my back. Jenny and I had barely made it out of that hallway alive after Alina’s confrontation. I wasn’t scared of her, but her words stuck in my head.“Did we mess up?” Jenny asked nervously as we entered my room and closed the door behind us. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands twisting anxiously in her lap.I leaned against the dresser, crossing my arms. “No,” I said firmly, though the tightness in my chest said otherwise. “We’ve been careful. We didn’t stab Finn. Someone else did. Alina’s just lashing out because she’s desperate.”“But what if she’s right?” Jenny’s voice cracked. “What if whoever stabbed Finn was aiming for Rose? What if we’re next?”I turned to her, my glare silencing her panicked rambling. “We are not next. Whoever did this has no reason to come after us unless you do somethin
Rose's POVThe chaos outside was deafening. Shouts echoed through the halls, and the tension in the air was so thick it felt like I could cut it with a knife. Finn’s injury had thrown the entire pack into disarray, and the sight of Alina’s cold, accusing eyes earlier kept replaying in my mind.I forced myself to move, my feet carrying me to Benedicta, who stood near the staircase, trying to make sense of the chaos. She turned the moment she saw me, her face a mix of worry and determination.“Benedicta,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I need to talk to you. Now.”Without waiting for a response, I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward my bedroom. I shut the door behind us and locked it, leaning against it as I tried to steady my racing heart.“This is bad,” I muttered, pacing the room. “This is bad.”Benedicta watched me with a calmness I envied. “Take a breath, Rose,” she said gently. “Tell me what happened.”I stopped pacing and faced her. “Alina… she’s going to blame me. I know it.
Finn’s POVThe wedding bells rang loud and clear, echoing through the grand hall. My heart should have been soaring, but unease clung to me like a shadow. As the doors opened, Rose walked in, her arm linked with Benedicta’s. She looked stunning in her gown, but there was a tension in her smile that only I seemed to notice.As we exchanged vows, her voice was steady, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. The officiant’s words blurred as my wolf instincts screamed at me, warning of impending danger. Still, I pushed the unease aside. This was our moment, and I wouldn’t let anything ruin it.“You may now kiss the bride,” the officiant announced.I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Rose’s lips. The applause erupted around us, but all I could think about was the gnawing sensation that something was about to go wrong.---The reception was a whirlwind of laughter and celebration. Guests filled the hall, the sound of clinking glasses and cheerful chatter blending with th
Rose's POVI sat in front of the vanity, staring at my reflection. My makeup was flawless, my hair pinned up elegantly, and the dress shimmered in the sunlight streaming through the window. But no amount of glamour could hide the anxiety swirling in my chest.A soft knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. Aaid entered, bowing slightly. "Ma'am, Benedicta is here to see you."I nodded, trying to compose myself. “Let her in.”As the door opened, Benedicta stepped in a radiant smile on her face. She crossed the room and pulled me into a warm hug. “My dear Rose,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. “You look beautiful.”I felt a lump form in my throat. “Thank you, Benedicta. I’m glad you’re here.”She pulled back, her hands resting on my shoulders. “It’s a big day for you, and I just want you to know how proud I am. I wish you all the happiness in the world.”Her sincerity made my eyes sting, but I blinked the tears away. “Thank you. That means so much to me.”Benedicta sat