Rosalie *Beep* *beep* *beep*I tried to force my eyes open. But they were so heavily set closed that it was as if someone had superglued them shut through the night.I was floating in a perfect night sky. The stars drifted by me, close enough to touch, but I could get my limbs to work to reach out to touch them. I felt weightless. But there was something in the back of my mind that was trying to push through, something that was reminding me I had work to do.As I slowly regained consciousness, I was very aware of just how heavily my body was. It wasn’t just my eyes that refused to open. The muscles in my arms would not co-operate, nor my legs. And even the mere thought of moving my head sent my brain into a tailspin big enough to feel like it was about to explode.The room, wherever that happened to be, was quiet. All, that is, except for the rhythmical beep, beep, beep that seemed to persist somewhere close by.Wait? Beeping? That was most definitely not a noise I was used to.The m
It didn’t take long for the pack doctor to arrive. Looking slightly bedraggled, and drk crescent circles shadowed his eyes. He had obviously pulled an all night shift. And I hoped that I hadn’t been the cause of it.“Right, Miss Summers.” The doctor began, pulling my notes out of a holder at the end of my bed.“Black.” I piped up automatically. I knew I had messed up the moment that the names left my lips. I watched as the poor doctors face twisted into confusion, his brow furrowing as he stammered over his words, checking his notes, flicking the sheets backwards and forwards looking for how he had made such a mistake.Inwardly chastising myself, I pursed my lips, wishing I had kept them shut.Granny Lou was quick to come to my defence.“My son and daughter adopted Rosalie into their family over five years ago doctor. She is just as much family to us as the rest.” Patting my forearm, a gentle reminder to not say anything.“I see.” The doctor looked between the old lady and myself, obv
RosalieBy the time we had managed to escape the pack hospital, and found ourselves in the outside world, the sun was rising, casting the world in a ruddy orange hue.“Red sky at night.. shepherd delight. Red sky in morning, shepherds warning.” Granny Lou muttered under her breath, her words escaping her lips in billowing clouds. The first signs of spring were still far off in the future. And the morning, whilst not frosty, was cold enough to set my teeth chattering.I could sense Landon hovering over me. Perhaps seeing my discomfort and wanting to help. But he stayed back, something I was entirely grateful for. Returning to the pack house was more difficult than I could have imagined. Not much had changed. But this is what made it all worse. It was as if I had never left as I stepped over the threshold into the large open downstairs space. Like the residents had been stood in time, not moving on. Not changing. I knew that this was far from the truth. But the eery feeling just did
Rosalie It had been a morning of revelations, that is for sure.I found myself still reeling from the news that I had been wrong the whole time over who Ali’s ancestor had been.I assumed that Margaret’s daughter, Helena had continued that branch of the family. But it would seem that was wrong.Perhaps she did have children. But they were not the Walkers that had settled in Wyoming. That was in fact my own daughter. The very daughter that I was trying to save. The irony was enough to make anyone laugh. But I couldn’t bring myself to find joy in the titbit of information.I guess I should be grateful. At least I now knew for certain that Ada was safe in her own time, with her father and siblings. And that one day she would find her way to continue one of the most powerful covens in the world. I should be proud. I should weep with joy that my baby was going to be fine. Alison was the living proof of that.But instead, I found myself feeling decidedly empty.I shouldn’t know any of this
Rosalie I wasted no time.Still being wide awake as the sun broke over the horizon, I made my way down the communal room downstairs, in the hoped she would already be awake.I had been right in my assumption.“I don’t understand Granny Lou,” I began, confusion evident in the tone of my voice, “How is it that you knew who I was? How did you know I would travel back to be with Alex?”“You waste no time, do you?” She commented, taking a sip of scolding tea.“Please Granny Lou. I need to know how you know so much about me.”“So many questions, child.” She responded, her eyes twinkling with mischief.She stood from her chair, her frail body moving much slower than I ever remembered her too. I moved to lend a hand, and she took my arm gratefully, leaning her aging body heavily against mine.“Come, let go for a walk.” She suggests softly, tipping her head towards the large doorway of the pack house.“Where?” my mind was swimming with questions. And I didn’t just want answers, I needed them.
Rosalie Time seemed to pass incredibly slowly over the next few hours. And I found myself roaming the village and greater pack grounds trying to process all of the information that seemed to be coming at me from all angles.I somehow, perhaps naively, thought that coming back here was going to be relatively simple. And in principle I guess it was. Trick Tenebris, find Alison, kill the demon, and go back home. In reality, it seemed to be a lot more difficult than it ever did in theory.I hadn’t expected the amount of emotional baggage that seemed to flock to me. Firstly, from Landon, and then from discovering all of these connections that I had no idea I was to expect. And whilst I was fully aware that the strain of being away from my children was going to bring, I wasn’t prepared for just how hard that was going to be to fight through.I missed them. With all my heart. My body still ached from the birth, and the fact my milk had come in was just a reminder that I was not complete. A
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
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