DELLAI rubbed my wrists as Sam, the rogue werewolf that Damien had allowed into my room, unlocked the other cuff from my right hand."Thank you," I told her and she smiled as she brought the tray of food around to me."How are you feeling?" she asked as she tucked a blonde strand of her hair behind her ear and sat down in front of me."I'm better," I said as I lifted a spoonful of the hot chicken broth to my lips.I didn't know I was hungry until now. I a ate few more spoonfuls of chicken and vegetables and sighed with relief as it warmed my insides. It felt so good."It's not that bad here," Sam said as she crossed her legs and faced me. " Damien told me about you and I just wanted to tell you that it's okay and that you can talk to me if you like.""Why did he bring me here?" I asked. "Someone in your pack doesn't want you there," Sam said. "This person was going around and spreading rumours about you and Damien heard. Which is why we brought you here
DELLAI sat in Lilith's cabin with Faye's arms wrapped around me."I can't understand how I've offended him in any way," I told Lilith.She smiled warmly at me as she prepared a pot of tea. "Hunt is very Orthodox in his thinking. He grew up with an abusive father who after he married Hunt's mother, became indifferent to the rogues. The rogues became more violent and the attacks were directed at the wolf packs.""What about me being a hybrid? I barely understand it myself.""My dear, men are very challenging creatures indeed. The feud between the witches and werewolves are still going strong to this day. He's not thinking straight. Give him time and he'll come around," Lilith said. "I'll make him understand."A stray rolled down from the corner of my eye. "I thought things were going to be better for me when I became a part of this pack. Maybe Hunt is right. I should just go to the rogues. They understand all of this better than I do anyway.""Don't d
DELLAI sat up for hours when Sam I came back to the high packhouse. The other rogues had been friendly so far despite me being a complete stranger. They didn't really care. They treated me as if I was one of their own. Well, it was definitely a warmer welcome than I had gotten with Hunt's pack.No one shot dagger stares at me and everyone mostly kept to themselves. I was in the library room, running my fingers along the thick spines of various volumes of books. I stopped when I came across a book titled: The Fascination With Werewolves.I slid the black book out and moved my fingers over the delicate gold calligraphy over the surface of the hardcover. It was beautiful. I flipped the book open and scanned its yellow-stained pages as it's showed depictions of werewolves, the werewolf trials and the full moon and its involvement in the cycle of change."That's my great grandfather's book."I turned around to see Damien standing a few feet away from me. He had
DELLA"How did you get that scar? If you don't mind me asking."Damien and I were sitting in the darkness of the library after spending the day reading through most of his great grandfather's book, describing a great tale of love and war and everything else in between.Some parts of it made me tear up. I had a great affection for stories especially love stories where the characters struggled to be together."It's actually not from any heroic tale if you were thinking that," Damien said laughing. "It was very stupid. My sister and I were going for the same kill and she clawed me in the face so that she could get to the kill first. It took me days to recover.""What happened to you sister?" I asked.Damien shrugged and closed the book, before placing it on the wooden desk. "She left to go be on her own. She didn't want to be a part of this world any longer because she couldn't stand the wars and fighting. I would do anything to see her now. It's been years since
DELLAI poked at my plate of eggs and bacon. It was dark. Only streaks of orange had now painted the sky's dark purple background. I hadn't been feeling very good since I left Hunt and I couldn't ignore the way my heart grew sore each time I thought of him.I kept on replaying our last conversation over and over in my head. There was both a mixture of fear and anger in his eyes. I only chose to see it as anger then, but it was fear too. And sitting here now poking through my breakfast made me realize that he still did care even though his words cut right through me. He was scared. I was scared. Scared of what me being a hybrid meant.Hunt was simply mad at the fact that I was with a bunch of rogue werewolves and that I had accepted their help over his. There was nothing he could do for me or for the baby I was carrying. These werewolves, whether rogue or not, knew what I was and I needed answers.I was tired of going through everything blindly. The least Hunt co
DELLAI woke up by instinct the second I had heard the loud crash. My head was heavy and pounding with an oncoming headache.Climbing out of the bed, I padded across the room barefoot and opened the door slightly. I could hear two people arguing downstairs in hushed voices. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on what they were saying."She should be in deep sleep now. I gave her the tonic that you gave me." That was Sam speaking."We need to get her tied up and then start the sacrifice. She bought into our lies," Damien said.My heart started pounding in my chest. They were talking about me. What the hell was going on?Whatever it was I didn't want to stick around and find out. Hunt was right all along. But how the hell was I supposed to do anything when I was being given the cold shoulder? He didn't want to have anything to do with me when I left.Breathing in deeply, I slipped out of my room and closed the door behind me once again. I moved in the shadows,
DELLA"Della, are you with me?"I cracked my eyes open slightly to see a blurry version of Lilith hovering above me."The baby?" I asked because the only thing I could remember right now was that I was drenched in blood."Don't worry about that," she forces her lips into an assuring smile.As Lilith moved away, Hunt came above me, his chiselled, flushed face was twisted with worry and desperation. A sheen of sweat dotted his forehead."One more hour to go until the transfusion is over," Lilith said in the distance."What?" I tried to lift myself, but Hunt pushed me gently back down on the soft couch I was laying on. "What transfusion?"Hunt lifted his t-shirt and I saw two thin plastic tubes stuck into his chest with dark red blood travelling through them."We're being bonded," he said, steadying his gaze on me.I moved my hand to my chest and felt the same cord connected to my chest."What does that mean?" I managed to ask him, but before he cou
DELLAI sat on a large boulder, staring out at the hot spring Hunt I first swam in when I first joined the pack. It was before everything became so complicated. I wanted to fill the hollow space in me, but I didn't know how to. I tried not to feel upset about the child, but how could I not? It was something that Hunt and I had made together. I felt like if I had the child it would bring us even closer.Well, we were closer now because of our bond. Hunt shared his blood with me and lots of it. He gave me a part of himself to save me and I would forever be in debt to him.I couldn't stop thinking about him. He left early with Kyler and Aurelia probably to track Damien down.I haven't seen him since I came out of that drowsy haze during the early parts of this morning. All I wanted to do was head back to his back and lie in his bed with him and have his arms wrapped around my body, offering the warmth and connection I desperately sought. I thought the connection be
HuntI watched as Della sat close with Faye and a few other female shifters. The night air was cool and we'd all gathered around the bonfire for a grand meal before the full moon.She looked so young and carefree and when she caught me watching her, her cheeks grew a rosy red and she glowed even more. Nothing could ever change the way I felt about her. She was my everything now. I loved everything about her. She was caring, brilliant and was always getting along with the other shifters, even if some of them didn't completely accept her. They didn't know about her half-witch origins, and even if they did, I'd rather murder them first before they could lay a finger on her. She's made mistakes. I've made mistakes. I wasn't going to have a repeat the past. I was in more control of my pack than I was back then."You love her a lot, don't you?"I turned to see Lilith coming to sit next to me on the tree log.Folding my hands together, I nodded and glanced into the dancing flames. "I'm glad
Dear Readers, I wanted to notify you that my pen name has been changed to Briar Rose.I also wanted to apologise to each and every one of you for the lack of updates on my end. I should have apologised to you earlier but I didn't and should have at least left an explanation, but now I am back and I am so sorry for the delay. I will be writing more often and can expect to finish this book soon and hopefully move on to better projects.I would be so honoured to interact with all of you on there! 🖤✨Love,Briar Rose
DELLAI was in the cabin that Hunt and I were sharing when the door burst open and Hunt came in. Nostrils flared, eyes dark and his brows knitted together. He looked furious, especially as he slammed the door shut and turned around to face me. And then another look took over his expression completely. One that I recognized well. Lust. Need. Want.My body immediately picked up on his sexual desire, because the next thing I knew, Hunt grabbed me by my ass and had me on the bed, his fingers didn't spare any of my clothes as he ripped my dress off my body. For a second, his glazed eyes roamed over my nakedness and my pulse grew.He growled as I reached for his jeans and unzipped them, allowing his hard cock to spring free. I needed him inside of me right now. I didn't even care about getting undressed all the way. I wanted him to destroy me. My pussy was already soaking, just to have him pounding inside of me. The primal need to become one."Hunt," I whispered and it's all I needed to say.
HUNTThe cabin hadn't changed much in all these years. It once belonged to my father and that was before Michael had been chosen to take over as King Alpha. It was more of a royal-up-your-ass kind of title more than anything. I hadn't seen this place in more than five years. Not that I wanted to see it now either. It just brought back horrible memories of my father and the days he treated me like I was an outsider instead of his own son. It's one of the reasons I wouldn't want to have a son. I couldn't imagine subjecting him to a life he didn't want and I couldn't imagine myself turning into my father. I already adopted so many of his ruthless ways, I don't think having a son would be good for me. I'd just mess him up the way my father ruined me and my life."You came!"I turned around to see Michael standing in the doorway of the office that once belonged to my father."Yeah," I muttered. "I guess we did. What exactly were we summoned for, Micahel?"He stepped inside, hands behind his
HUNT"What does Michael want?" Ky asked, standing behind me as I read over the letter summoning my entire pack to join the royal pain in the ass for a week. Specifically, because Michael Whitlock, my cousin, thinks some pack Alpha's are out of line. And to be even clearer on the matter, he thinks I'm using my Alpha status to belittle others.This is why I haven't spoken with that dumb—I scrunch the letter in my fist and fling it across the room, not really caring where it landed.Every pack living in and around Devil's Peak was entitled to an Alpha, but we also had a social circle of elite fucking werewolves that pretended to be our very own version of the British Royal family. Introducing my cousin, Michael, who was no older than I was when my father and his brother decided to make him overall crown Alpha of the surrounding packs.It was the fact that my authority had been questioned that pissed me off so fucking much. "To be a thorn in my side for th
DELLAI sat curled up on the couch in front of the blazing flames in the hearth, sneaking glances at Hunt as he spoke with Ky in the kitchen. After spending all afternoon with Faye and discussing her magical gifts, I returned to Hunt's cabin to find he had returned. But he'd been talking to Ky for more than an hour as I nervously chewed a fingernail and then I plaited my hair, and undid it, before eventually just leaving it as a messy bun on the top of my head.I was more than determined to make the most out of my first evening with Hunt. The only time I remembered spending with him these last few days was when I was in Lilith's cabin riddled with fever, the knots in my stomach twisted with an unnatural pain. But in all of that darkness, I remembered Hunt. His beautifully sculpted face, the way his thick eyebrows drew together with fear and the tears in his glowing green eyes. His lips moved then too even though I could barely hear the words. But I made out his words. D
DELLAI sat on a large boulder, staring out at the hot spring Hunt I first swam in when I first joined the pack. It was before everything became so complicated. I wanted to fill the hollow space in me, but I didn't know how to. I tried not to feel upset about the child, but how could I not? It was something that Hunt and I had made together. I felt like if I had the child it would bring us even closer.Well, we were closer now because of our bond. Hunt shared his blood with me and lots of it. He gave me a part of himself to save me and I would forever be in debt to him.I couldn't stop thinking about him. He left early with Kyler and Aurelia probably to track Damien down.I haven't seen him since I came out of that drowsy haze during the early parts of this morning. All I wanted to do was head back to his back and lie in his bed with him and have his arms wrapped around my body, offering the warmth and connection I desperately sought. I thought the connection be
DELLA"Della, are you with me?"I cracked my eyes open slightly to see a blurry version of Lilith hovering above me."The baby?" I asked because the only thing I could remember right now was that I was drenched in blood."Don't worry about that," she forces her lips into an assuring smile.As Lilith moved away, Hunt came above me, his chiselled, flushed face was twisted with worry and desperation. A sheen of sweat dotted his forehead."One more hour to go until the transfusion is over," Lilith said in the distance."What?" I tried to lift myself, but Hunt pushed me gently back down on the soft couch I was laying on. "What transfusion?"Hunt lifted his t-shirt and I saw two thin plastic tubes stuck into his chest with dark red blood travelling through them."We're being bonded," he said, steadying his gaze on me.I moved my hand to my chest and felt the same cord connected to my chest."What does that mean?" I managed to ask him, but before he cou
DELLAI woke up by instinct the second I had heard the loud crash. My head was heavy and pounding with an oncoming headache.Climbing out of the bed, I padded across the room barefoot and opened the door slightly. I could hear two people arguing downstairs in hushed voices. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on what they were saying."She should be in deep sleep now. I gave her the tonic that you gave me." That was Sam speaking."We need to get her tied up and then start the sacrifice. She bought into our lies," Damien said.My heart started pounding in my chest. They were talking about me. What the hell was going on?Whatever it was I didn't want to stick around and find out. Hunt was right all along. But how the hell was I supposed to do anything when I was being given the cold shoulder? He didn't want to have anything to do with me when I left.Breathing in deeply, I slipped out of my room and closed the door behind me once again. I moved in the shadows,