LandonTime was ticking.I hadn’t slept the night before. Not since being so close to Rosalie. Feeling the heat radiating off her body as she sat merely inches away from me, dressed in nothing but flimsy pyjamas, her curly hair falling about her face in wanton abandon.I could have so easily have reached forward and kissed her lips.The worst part about it, was that I didn’t get the sense from her that she would have stopped me.“Then why didn’t you just take what is yours.” My wolf growled at me. He was growing impatient. He had lost one mate and refused to allow me to loose yet another.“Because she has been through enough Marcus. She deserves better than us just pouncing on her.” I gritted through my teeth.It was becoming insufferable to listen to the constant inner monolog of my wolf, as he pleaded and urged me to all but rape my mate. Something I outright refuse to do. I have more self-control than that. I had already made my intentions perfectly clear to Marcus, I would only ma
RosalieI found myself leaning against the hall wall trying to pull myself together after the earth-shattering kiss I had shared with Landon. The blood raced through my veins, my heart pounding, and I knew that my cheeks were flushed. If anyone could see me now, they would know in an instance what we had been up too.After Nina’s admissions, I had to know for myself.Surely, if Landon was truly the person that I was always meant to be with, then I would feel it. What we shared would be stronger than what I felt for Alexander. And in my own mind, I knew that it was in impossibility to feel any more deeply about anyone else. What I had shared with Alex, was beyond love.Not to mention, I whole heartedly believed that Alex was my one person. We had shared a life together not to mention our children.I went in, with the mindset that I would prove Nina wrong. And in the process prove Selene wrong. That she didn’t get to dictate my life and manipulate me in the process. That I got to choose
Rosalie “Landon! I don’t suppose you have seen Rose…”Drake, closely followed my Ali, stepped into the hallway, that was all too quickly becoming unbearably crowded.He stopped in his tracks, his eyes sweeping over the narrow room as he took in the scene before him. A tense Landon stood closest too him, his hands clenched at his sides, and his jaw clenched as if he was attempting to hold back his own grief tittering on the edge.To then his newly returned sister hugging me, as I sobbed into Steph’s shoulder.I didn’t know for certain. After all, I was not Drake’s mate, nor had I been made an official member of his pack yet, but I didn’t need to be able to read his mind to see that he was clicking together the pieces in his mind.First a flash of surprise at finding Steph here. Then sadness as he glanced at me, and finally, anger. He directed his mire towards Landon. Who looked over his shoulder as his Alpha moved further into the room.He continued looking between everybody in the ro
Rosalie Ali, who had taken pity on me, had taken it upon herself to share my story with Steph. Well at least as much of the story that she could have shared. Obviously the nitty gritty, I had mercifully negated recalling to anyone. But she had shared the general outline of the past five years. And to be honest, she did a great job. Better than I could have done myself under the circumstances. So from my part, I was more than happy to allow her to take the reigns in explaining to Steph everything that had happened in the lead up to our expedition.Steph seemed completely enthralled by the story. And was currently listening intently and Ali regaled the legend of Tamara and Tenebris. What made the situation worse, was that I seemed to have found myself sandwiched between Steph and Landon in the middle of the rear seats, looking directly into the rear-view mirror, constantly catching Drakes uneasy gaze.I felt horrible.My body, despite everything that had happened, was still attuned t
Rosalie Steph was still rolling off questions about my time in the past when we arrived at the airport. And she wouldn’t take no for an answer.She questioned what Alexander had been like and was he really as despicable as the histories made him seem. I was made to recall Castle Black in detail. What my rooms were like, how the people acted around me.But when it clicked for her that I was in fact her ancestor, the questioning turned into a detailed family tree. It only elated Steph more when she discovered the connection I had with Ali as well. Something that I had yet to find within me to rejoice too loudly over.By the time we arrived I was completely frazzled, and practically crawled over Landon to get out of the vehicle. Landon had remained stoney silent the whole ride. It couldn’t be easy having to listen to a detailed recount of my past love life. But at this moment, I simply didn’t care if it was easy or otherwise. Landon had hurt me more than hearing stories about my former
“You have to talk to him eventually Rosalie.” I scoff at Nina’s statement. “You’re telling me that you have forgiven him so quickly? There was me thinking that wolves were territorial.” I replied, testily.“That’s exactly why you need to talk to him, to figure out why he lied to us. Why he kept Steph such a secret.”We had been in the air for nearly ten hours now, and with each passing hour, the longer we sat on this flight the more uncomfortable I grew.A thirteen hour flight was long enough with someone you wanted to be sat next too. But it was even longer with someone that you absolutely didn’t. And at this moment in time, I absolutely didn’t.That, on top of the fact that we had been in the air most of the day, and had yet to make contact with Drake and the others was beginning to gnaw at me.Did they manage to get away from Tenebris? Was everyone OK?Nina was right about one thing, I did need to talk to Landon… eventually. But not about his secret relationship with my best frien
Rosalie “I mean it Rosalie. You don’t have to believe me. In fact, I truly understand why you don’t. But I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you.”I didn’t respond to this; I just kept my steady gaze on the horizon. My arms folded around my torso, doing my best to hold myself together.“Steph and I, it was never really meant to become anything more than just… companionship. We were lonely. Both of us. When Steph lost her mate, she didn’t think she would be with a man ever again. And then when I lost you…” His words trailed off for a moment, he seemed to be struggling to find a way to put his feelings into something that I might understand. I knew that if I were to look at him now, I would see the ghosts of tears swimming behind his eyes. And I couldn’t bear to see that.“Steph was the only one left who never gave up looking Rosie. She was the only one I could confide in. The only one that truly understood what it felt like when you disappeared. So yes, eventually those feelings turned
Rosalie Cody was just as I remembered it. It was pitch black outside, and even with the lights from the airport, and street lights dotted about and hard to see past a couple of feet in front of us, I could still tell that not much was different. Thousands of stars glinted above us. And it was like they were welcoming me home with an open embrace. I had given up hope a long time ago that I would ever find myself back in my homeland. Much less, so close to my home pack. Blood moon was merely a few hours drive away. It was so close, I could almost taste the ancient forests on the tip of my tongue. It was tantalising to say the least. The thought of just going back. But I knew I couldn’t. Not if I had any hope of ever leaving again. The temperature was lower than it had been leaving England. Spring was still a distant dream waiting around the corner here. I pulled my thick jacket out of my bag and wrap it around myself in a feeble attempt to warm up. Standing outside the airport, L
Estelle The dank smell of decay assaulted my senses as I climb down the steep steps. The slick stones beneath my feet threatening to send me toppling with one small miss-step.“I hate this place.” I mutter. Righting my footing yet again as a stone crumbles out from beneath me, sending a wave of small stones rattling down into the gloom below.This place had always reminded me of death.Even as a little girl, when my father had brought me here for the first time, an excitable ten year old girl, surrounded by my brother’s. Eager to see the Schmidtz family vault. The source of our powers, and a historic linage that could be traced back to the awakening of magic. I realised that this place was far from the fairytale tower of my dreams.Our family had held to the old ways.And it wasn’t until the fateful day that my father presented me at the Malificus Acus that I realised just what that meant.Blood.Sacrifice.Pain.Everything that I cringed back from at such a tender age.I couldn’t und
RosalieIt didn’t take long before the whole pack was aware of news about our expanding family.Just in the short distance from his home to the pack house, it felt like we bumped into every member of the pack in turn.The afternoon seemed to go by quickly.And the pack members seemed to amass at the pack house, all gathering around to wish us well.If it weren’t for the niggling feeling in the pit of my heart, then everything would have been perfect.By the time the sun was beginning to set in the sky, I found myself getting ever the more weary. Seeking the refuge of the evening air, I found myself walking out onto the patio, watching the sun setting in the sky. A glass of non-alcoholic prosecco left untouched on the garden wall as mull over the pain I was feeling deep inside.“Rosie?” Landon came to stand behind me, his strong arms wrapping around me from behind, drawing me into his warmth.I went willingly. Relishing the way my body fitting into his. How his slightly heightened core
RosalieThe gate squeaked with a vulgar cry, the sort of high pitch groan that wrang right through your brain setting your teeth on edge.Cringing against the sound, I wasn’t surprised to find the front door swinging open only moments later.“So much for surprising you.” I walk the short distance up the path to the front door of Landon’s home. He was situated just down from the main pack house in the Beta’s cottage.He had grown up here. It belonged to his family before they had been killed, and was gifted to him by Alpha Richard when he came of age. His formative teenage years he has grown up in the pack house under the care of Jo and Richard.“Sorry, I have been meaning to fix that.” He eyes the gate with an embarrassed frown, his hand reaching up to scratch the back of his head as a pale red blush crept up his neck.“On the plus side,” I try to break the awkwardness that had settled between us, “at least you won’t ever get caught out doing something you shouldn’t be!”That was it.
Rosalie Summer was finally here. And feeling the warmth on my face was bliss.Finally reconciling to the idea of my own time, being my future, had been a difficult one. But none the less, I seemed to have found a new rhythm.I hadn’t been ready to fully commit myself to falling headlong into a new relationship. And Landon had been immensely patient with me.No longer wanting to feel a burden to Alpha Richard and Luna Jo, who had taken on responsibility of the pack whilst Drake and Steph took some time for themselves in the wake of all that had happened. I had made the decision to move out of the pack house.It was in Rose Cottage that I found my new normal.It had been difficult at first. Moving into what was my former home. A home which I had made with Alexander and our children.But after the first few months, I found myself now finding comfort in the memories I found here.Some modernisations into the new age, and it starting to feel like a home worthy of times I found myself.It
AlexanderI stood in the midst of the carnage around me.My face taking in the blood-soaked field surrounding me impassively. Bodies littered the ground densely. Heads decapitated; limbs ripped from the sockets.Those unfortunate ones that had now been delivered a deathly blow, lay limp on the ground, crying out in pain. Unable to stand up and leave the battle ground under their own steam, they would eventually succumb to a bittersweet end. Their open wounds would eventually become infected, and they would die miserable and in pain as their blood turned to poison in their veins. That is, if hunger did not get there first.Try as I might, I could not feel anything for the miserable souls lying on the ground.This war had raged for two years.Two years of battle and blood.When one battle was fought, the next would begin. All amassing here, at Castle Black.The blood-soaked ground would never be the same again.I watched as great pyres were built to dispose of the bodies. Pile, upon pil
RosalieI followed the rocky path in the moonlight. Wrapping my arms about myself trying to stave off the chilly evening air.I hadn’t come dressed for such an outing. But I couldn’t put it off any longer.Thorns snagged at my jeans and jumper as I kept walking, determined to get where I needed to go. I barely felt the little scratches as I pushed on forwards.By the time the stone circle appeared before me, the crescent moon was almost at its peak.The bright white slither looking down on me and lighting up the clearing with ease. It seemed especially large tonight.“You don’t get to choose my path for me!” I shout at the sky. I had no idea if she would hear me or not. I guess I am no longer her daughter. I am merely a human.I waited, perhaps for an answer, but none came.Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward, one foot in front of the other until I came to the central alter stone. Placing a hand on the hard, cold surface and waited.I am not sure what I was expecting. Even after t
RosalieI woke up to a blinding light coming through the window. Blinking in the early morning sun, using my own hand to shield my eyes from the blinding sun.As my body caught up with the rude awakening, I slowly became more aware of the ache radiating through my body. Every inch from my neck down to my pelvis felt abused.My mind slowly caught up with itself. And for a moment in a blind panic, I realised what happened the day before.Sitting up with a start, looking over to the empty side of the bed.He was gone. Landon was not there. I reached out a hand and felt the sheets. They were cold. He had been gone for some time.Wrapping my bedsheet about my naked body, taking in the wrecked bookcase, the contents now littered over the bedroom floor, I moved to the mirror. Taking in my apparent, “just fucked” appearance. My hair held an uncanny resemblance to a bird’s nest, my lips puffy and red. I should have been aware of how fragile my human body was without the protection and healing
Rosalie“Don’t stop!” I gasp, as he suckled on my collar bone and over my breast. I could feel everything right down into the pit of my stomach. And I could feel myself growing slick under his touch.“Fuck Rosie, you scent is so fucking amazing.” Landon all but growled, his teeth clenching as my top was ripped from my torso and discarded in a pile of rags on top of the broken bookcase.His large hand pushed aside the cup of my bra and fondled the delicate skin of my nipples. His teeth grazing them in turn with want, teasing each peak to a point.“Ohhh!” I moan my hips thrusting towards him, looking for more. “Landon, please.” I moan, begging him for something. I wasn’t sure what, but I just knew I needed more.Landon seemed to know exactly what I wanted without the need to be told. In the next moment, I found myself pulled away from the wall and laid out onto the soft covering of the bed. The rest of my clothes easily discarded so I was laid out in nothing by my underwear. My boobs po
RosalieSilence.That was all I could hear.Silence.It was deafening.It had been a fortnight since Tenebris had been vanquished.Since Steph had been killed.The Eclipse pack was in full mourning for the loss of a daughter. And there seemed to be no end to it. Not that I hoped for an end to it.I simply couldn’t bring myself to believe it was real.Steph had died saving me. And the guilt that surrounded me was overwhelming.“Rosie?” There was a gentle knock on the door. I turned to find Landon stood in the doorway, a tray of food in his hands. “Rosie, you need to eat something. It has been days.”He was right. I hadn’t eaten more than a mouthful of anything since it happened. Nothing tasted right. He all just felt like ash in my mouth.Landon had been patient with me. Even though he was in mourning himself. He still made sure to look after me. I was grateful for him. With him by myside life was a little more bearable.“Alpha Richard has declared that the pack begin to move out of mo