“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
Landon This was perhaps one of the hardest things that I have ever had to watch.I had lost my own parents at quite a young age. Jo and Richard were the only real adult role models that I had in my life. But I knew that if I were to ever get to see my parents again. Get to hear their voices. Feel their arms come around me and draw me in for a hug, I knew that I would feel very much as Rosalie did in this moment.The tears rolled down her face as she spoke. And as she recanted everything that had happened to her in last years to her older brother, I could see the fear, the grief the joy all roll into one.This would probably be the hardest conversation that she would have to have out of everyone that she had left behind here. And after listening for a few minutes, I decided that it was a conversation best left for to have in private.It wasn’t like I hadn’t heard the story before.And even after hearing it as many times as I had, and in some cases having to retell her tale myself, it
Rosalie Several hours later, we found ourselves pulling up a long, gated driveway. Trees, even more ancient than the ones found surrounding the Eclipse Pack, towered above us, casting the gravel path ahead into gloomy shadows. The sun, as far as we could tell, was just beginning to peek over the horizon. The angry red glow of dawn making the lower forest line light up in a blaze of colour.At the end of the drive, was a large wooden lodge sprawled out before us.It stood in darkness indicating that we were the first ones to arrive. “Geesh” Landon whistled under his breath. “I though you said this was a safe house? Its bigger than the pack house back home.”My cheeks flooded red at his observation.“Well, the packs here are a little bit bigger than in England. Each pack covers a lot more ground and are fewer between so makes it easier to roam and spread out. A safe house is there to ensure that it can accommodate everyone comfortably. Even this once is considered small for us.”Lan
RosalieClosing the creaky, heavy wooden door, I find myself sagging against the hard wood in relief. It had felt like an age since I was in my own company. The reprieve to not have the expectation of answering endless questions, to try and figure out feelings that I didn’t want nor had time to delve into, it was like a giant weight had been lifted from my soul. And all I could hear… was silence.Nothing at all made a noise. It was just endless silence. And it was bliss. The room, my room as Jace called it, had barely changed since the last time I was here. He calls it my room. Realistically it wasn’t. There was nothing in the sparsely decorated wooden cabin that remotely belonged to me or could be called “mine”. However, it was the room I had stayed in briefly during the few summer visits we had here when we were children.The cabin itself remained unoccupied for years at a time. The only people that ever came into the property were the cleaners once every few weeks just to make sur
Rosalie This kiss intensified. And even when I found myself drawing back for breath, my lips continue their perusal over Landon’s heated skin, starting at his jaw and following a path down his strong neck. “Rosie.” He moans into my ear. It was enough to spur me on. He was enjoying this as much as I was. It felt amazing to just finally relinquish control and allow my instinct to take over. And I found myself wanting more. My kisses were slowing becoming more frenzied. And the core of my desire, burned for more. Obviously struggling to hold my wiggling body, Landon adjusts his position. Swinging me, so that I was straddling his waist, my bottom propped up on the vanity side unit. With this came a new type of contact, and it was enough to drive me wild. I could hear the involuntary growl coming from my chest at the contact. His hard, completely bare cock, pressed up against my opening. Only separated by the thin material of my panties. Landon seemed to look down at me in wonder as
Rosalie The sun was breaking through the canopy of trees above me, glaring to the eye. Reaching out my hand I shield my face from the rays. Looking around myself in confusion as to how I even ended up here. I was perched on the edge of a vast lake. In the distance a waterfall cascades over a cliff face, splashing into the water below causing the lake to have a constant ripple effect. It was incredibly picturesque. The water frothing on the rocks below, the lush greenery that trickled down the cliff face and surrounding area. It was like a painting. A very beautiful, living, painting. I remembered this place all too well. It had been a favourite spot of mine and Jace’s for wild swimming. Secluded and quiet. I sat an listened for a happy moment to the sound of the water falling into the lake below, and the few birds playing in the trees. Closing my eyes and soaking up the sun. The only other being present to share the spot with were a tranquil group of deer, who stood by the waters
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