Luca POVBefore Rose came into my life, I had my good and bad days. There were some days where I was driven with utter range. Guess this range came from the way I was treated because I am a rogue.Discovering I am a hybrid has been a curse and a blessing. A blessing because I was now stronger than those who mocked me. A curse because it was forbidden.I knew Lorenzo had tried once or thrice to convince Russell to kill me, and he had refused. Because he feels that I am not a threat to him. But if he should discover that I am a hybrid, it would be the death of me.During those days of unending pain, I would drink into a stupor or have brutal sex, maybe fuck a girl who was having sex for the first time very hard.Was it a gruesome sight? Yes. Did it affect me in any way? Well, yes if you mean pleasure. The scream, the tears, the blood. It gave me pleasure that I could inflict pain on someone too.But with Rose's appearance in my life, everything had changed. Just the sight of her and all
Russell pov.“We would urge you to give it a rethink”, Ares says as we watch Sabrina leave. I glare at him.“ Is there no other way?”Lorenzo asked in a collected voice, ignoring the fact that Sabrina just insulted me.Ares shakes his head. “The hybrid seems brutal. Maybe our men can kill him but how many men would we send before we kill him?”Lorenzo nods. “We will do a rough calculation. Have you visited the people who were killed?” He asked.Ares shakes his head. “I tried. They are requesting for their Alpha,” he says, drawing my attention.I nod absentmindedly. The door opens revealing a guard. He walks inside and drops a note on my table before leaving.A surge of anger rushed through me as I stared at the name who delivered the letter. It came from Finn.I opened it and began to read it. “It has come to my notice that you have a hybrid lurking around. Please endeavor to keep my mate safe, or what happened with your mother will be the tip of an iceberg,” it read.Anger surged with
Rose pov.“A what!” All of them ask at once. A good smile tugged at my face. Russell is the definition of shock and anger. Well, Lorenzo is quiet for the first time since I knew him. His mouth is slightly open, revealing his extent of surprise. Luca's eyes are wide in the face, and I think it is about to fall out of his eye socket.I burst into laughter. Russell narrows his eyes, and for some reason, the scene is very funny. I burst into laughter the second time, I laughed and laughed and laughed. I stopped to examine their faces and burst into laughter.“Are you joking?” Luca asks. His voice is soft, almost like a whisper. My smile widened. Luca's voice is never soft. It's always rough even in his vulnerable moments.“He asked you a question!” The obnoxious twat called Lorenzo shouts. I roll my eyes. Seriously, why does he always have to be this annoying every time?“Rose” Russell growls. I smile. Last week he was trying to rape me, and this week, I am rendering him speechless.I st
Rose povI can feel his footsteps pursuing me. “Rose, I am talking to you!” He shouts as he tries to catch up with me.I break into a run. I have to get to my room on time without him following me. Immediately I get into my room I lock the door. I press my back against the cold door and gradually squat on the ground. Fresh tears flowed more than I thought it would.I curl my hand into a small fist as I hit the tilted floor. I have been a fool. A big one to think that a hybrid would ever make me his wife.If I am being truthful I don't even know what I asked for a divorce. Maybe I was tired of being a side piece. Tired of being Russell’s wife and Luca's side Chick. I wanted to be someone’s whole option.Where they would pick me against anything. I curse under my breath. “Fuck!”I shouted.What the hell was wrong with my thinking? “Rose open the fucking door!” Luca shouts, hitting the door. His voice seems like a voice that is filled with pain but Luca can't be pained. He would be jubi
Luca's pov.When Rose Russell for a divorce before my very own eyes. I was shocked. Extremely shocked. Why would she ask him for a divorce?I knew we were already dating. We were like an actual couple but Russell could banish her from the pack. If Russell were to banish her, she would have to take Merlin with her, and Russell would finally know that she had a child with him.He might ask for the custody of the child or might kill him. As illegitimate heirs are not allowed and this would break both me and him.I knew I was kind of wrong by being quiet when Russell asked me if I wanted to marry her or when I finished my love confession leaving the part out if me willing to marry herBut in my defense, the question came suddenly. The fact that they thought I convinced her added more shock to me but I am happy that she wants me.I was happy that she was finally craving me as much as I did. So imagine my surprise when she left the room with tear-filled eyes. I followed her out of pure ins
Luca POVI look at my reflection, and I can’t help it as a chuckle escapes me. I am wearing a three-piece suit and a diamond wristwatch, and all I can think about is how Rose has reduced me to this.Don’t get me wrong, I usually wear shirts and trousers, but it is only for meetings, even when I have decided to ask a girl out on a date. I had never worn a suit or put on my favorite perfume to impress her. Everybody knows who I am and every girl would kill to have me on her bed.But here I am, trying to look as perfect as I can for Rose. This is the first time I am going on an actual date with someone.A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts; my muscles tighten, and I take one last look at myself. Hope she would be okay with my dressing.“Come in,” I say, and the door opens slowly, revealing a breathtaking Rose. She is putting on a sky-blue satin gown with matching shoes. Her hair is packed high in a bun decorated with some hair pieces. My eyes travel around her body before it lands
Luca POV“Celeste,” I say and she gives me a knowing smile. She seems to have captivated Rose, or maybe she is usually smitten by old people.“Isn’t she our Luna?” she asks.I glare at her, and she returns it with a smile. She was there when I swore to Rose that I would take everything that gave him happiness and I guess she is mistaking my vow on the date, but it is far from that. I want to spend time with Rose and make her more happy.“Yes,” I nod. Daring her to speak one more word. But she presses her lips into a tight line. “I see.” She nods and shows us inside. By the time we enter, the place is almost empty. My eyes scan the place immediately. Wow! The place has changed since I last visited here. I hate visiting this place because it reminds me of Jenny, my mate. I met her here; she broke my trust here, and I was here reminiscing our memory when I got the call that my cousin and my best friend who was Lorenzo killed her.Although Lorenzo did not kill her, he played a role in h
Rose pov.Ever since I mentioned the museum date, Luca had been behaving strangely. Seemed distant, always lost in his thoughts. It’s as if the museum brings back memories he wants to keep behind. Memories that are hurting him. Seeing him this empty and distant leaves me with an overwhelming desire to crawl underneath his skin, find out what is wrong, and take it away. At first, I thought it was because he did not want me or maybe he was scared of being seen with me, but right now, it seems I have never been the problem.When I notice it, I try asking him about it, but he cleverly dodges the question by giving me a mind-blowing orgasm in the car. The fact that he let me fill his car with my moan while he drove drives me insane, and for some goddamn reason, I find it incredibly attractive.Then we got to the museum, and he immediately became tensed. Though he tried to hide it, I could feel it through his sweaty palm and his tightened muscles, although I refused to ask him. It is not a
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