ROSE
I woke up gently to the feeling of warmth and strong arms surrounding me as well as the delightful scent of Deamian invading my senses and the knowledge that no single nightmare had attacked me. For a moment I wondered how exactly we ended up like this, and then memories of the previous night appeared in my head and a tiny smile spread across my face. I'd kissed him. Yes... I actually kissed Deamian. Gosh what the hell was going on with me.
"You're awake early." He mumbled and pulled me closer towards him.
"How'd you know?" I asked as I lifted my head and saw his closed eyes.
"Your thoughts." He said, a smile forming on his face and his gorgeous blue eyes staring down at me. “Any nightmares?”
I shook my head with a small smile and attempted to get up, but he grabbed me once again
ROSEWatching him sleep was the most intriguing thing ever. I would just glance here and there at his sleeping form and wonder how such an arrogant, egotistical pain in my behind could look so angelic when sleeping.I drove to the next gas station and then woke him up, as instructed. At first, he was slightly disoriented until I offered a smile which he returned."Switch?" He asked. I nodded and attempted to get out of the car... Until I looked down and realised that I was still in my pyjamas."I um, I need to change before we go anywhere." I said. He looked at me confused and then scanned my clothing and gave a curt nod."You can grab something from your bag and change in the bathrooms quickly." He said. No snarky remark... No Deamian humour, nothing… not even when we both knew that these pyjama shorts were way too revealing to be avoi
ROSEAt exactly 5pm when we arrived in Stella, in front of a fairly small home guarded by a low fence which enclosed around the property. It was all too familiar."Your old house?" I asked. He nodded getting out of the door and opening mine for me. We walked towards the white painted patio and Deamian opened the door with a key he found in his bag."After you..." He said, motioning for me to enter. The house was exactly as I'd remembered. Pale, blue walls decorated with paintings of stars, moons, and flowers. The wooden floors were spotless and had that gorgeous shiny finish. As I entered the living room, I turned on the lights revealing the leather couches and vintage wooden coffee table. The flatscreen TV hung against the wall and looked almost unused. When last had they been here?"Um, your room is just in that passage, second door to the right. Mine is just across
ROSE"It began when you were born..." Deamian said. "She just felt that you were the one. I could tell on her face. She knew you were special, strong, powerful. You were everything my previous 'mate' was lacking and more-""-wait, previous mate?" I said as I stared at him in shock, we were currently sitting on his bed across from each other.he looked at me with annoyance and told me not to interrupt him. I reluctantly agreed."That day, she met with your parents and told them of her plans for you and the title you were supposed to be born under. She took one look at you and in her heart, she knew you and I were destined. I knew it too. Something in those eyes drew me in. They had the same amount of power and confidence that radiated from me. It was then that she decided that you would not be a Luna. You would be a Goddess... More particularly, Moon Goddess. So, she i
ROSEThe next day I woke up to the smell of eggs wafting in the air as well as a hint of toast and sausages.I inhaled once more, allowing the smell to completely take over my senses, causing a low grumble in my stomach. I was hungry. With that thought in mind, I raced to the kitchen, completely forgetting that I'd gone to sleep in my underwear because it was so hot in the evening."Breakfast!" I yelled eyeing the food. Hungry Rose was very... Strange. That's why I kept myself always properly fed to prevent her from showing up.Deamian looked up and then froze as he eyed my body darkly. He was practically defiling me with just his gaze."... Are you trying to provoke me?" He asked.I looked at him confused and then finally looked down at my body. My eyes nearly fell from their sockets in shock. Stupid... STUPID Rose. W
ROSEDeamian led me to his room, his fingers wrapped around my own as he led me towards the bathroom. In his other hand was the briefcase with the moonflower in it, making itself very much known by giving me a full-blown headache. He then sat me down on the edge of the tub and set the case on the floor."I'm going to need you to take your clothes off now." He said.Wow. So smooth."Um... Can you turn around... And do-do I need to be naked naked or just naked?" I asked.He shook his head at my question."You're currently in your underwear... So, I mean you're going to have to remove everything for this to work. It's kind of like your rebirth. And you weren't born in clothes now, were you??" He laughed. I shook my head no and sighed as he turned around to grab the moon flower."Usually we h
ROSEDeamian was awfully quiet as we rode at the back of his father's car.Guess the plan of me partaking in the ritual and thereafter visiting Stella the witch was completely off the table now. I'd never felt so much tension in one space. Deamian was seething, his dad just seemed confused and nervous. Guess Deamian hated his dad too. What concerned me the most was the fact that Deamian’s dad did not at all look like the type of person to want to kill the mother of his own child. His aura seemed too calm and… good. I knew killers, and this man, was not one. I turned towards Deamian and saw the anger all across his face.Deamian, you're quiet, I said in my mind, hoping he'd be listening to my thoughts.I don't trust himWhy? Isn't he your dad?
ROSEHer name was Scarlett, Scarlett Bell.It seemed like a nice enough name, right? Wrong. Her name sent shivers along my spine and evoked a strong nauseating feeling in my stomach. I didn't like her. No, not one bit, and I could tell, by the pure anger raging off of her body, that she did not like me at all either.She sat across from me in a huge room filled with nothing but a large table, chairs, a screen projector, and rows of shelves stacked with documentation folders. The meeting room, I concluded."So, she's my replacement huh?" She seethed while staring at me.Deamian growled at her and grabbed my hand on instinct. I pulled it away, revolted at the thought of him thinking I was weak enough to need him to stand up for me. I had a mouth for a reason. Deamian shot me an apologetic smile, probably reading my thoughts.
ROSEDeamian decided to try to make it all up to me by cooking. I wasn't complaining, Deamian's cooking was divine. What I was more interested in were the answers he promised to give me. The answers I so desperately craved."And here we go." He said setting a plate of warm beef lasagne, salad, and slices of golden, glazed butternut before me.He sat down too and began eating his food hungrily. I followed suit."My dad..." He began, "My dad left my mom many years back. Not because they didn't love each other, but because my dad was a guardian of the werewolf world, and that included my mom and the flower. For her safety and for mine, my dad had to leave us behind and set up an organisation dedicated to protecting the magic that is the werewolf realm. I guess I always hated him for it. I hated him for choosing his duty over his family... over me. He obeyed my mom, even
ROSE"Grayson, get off your phone and help your baby sister get the cereal from the cupboard... I'm not joking Gray! Right now!" I yelled as I put the kettle on.Grayson, the young boy I'd rescued nine years ago had grown into a handsome, healthy and very grumpy teenager. I treated him as I did his younger sister, my own biological child and expected him to take the role of alpha... After I transformed him into a werewolf (it was a promise I made to him). I absolutely adored both of my children."Mom, can't she use a ladder to get it down herself." Gray yelled as he took his headphones off.I shook my head at him, grabbed the cereal and handed it to the copper haired girl with piercing blue eyes."Here we go Rachel."She smiled and sat next to her brother, sticking her tongue out and teasing him. I chuckled. Soon Deami
ROSEI was lying on the floor, winded and in shock. What kind of sick and twisted person was she? She must have been a teenager when she'd instructed Adamson to do such a thing... How sick was Scarlett... And how sick was Adamson to obey her. A young girl giving a slightly older boy such an instruction. It was then that I remembered it all. Adamson. He was why I became what I became. He was ruthless when it came to my torture and the deaths of my parents, an older teenage boy. That's what he was back then. A teenager committing acts of terror. And if he was so young and could do such horrible things, what stopped me. When I'd finally escaped, he'd left.It was then that I grew angry. I felt my bones begin to crack and I howled out as fur began to sprout from my skin. I was turning."What?" Scarlett gasped. I guess she forgot about my little unusual ability to transform.
ROSEScarlett stood there in shock. She still couldn't believe it. However, in a matter of minutes her face grew to desperation and she grabbed a nearby rogue."This will have to do!" She said. She cut him, bled him into the ceramic, recited something in ancient tongue and then drank the mixture. It honestly happened so fast that I had no time to react and in a matter of moments, her body began thrashing forward and back, her eyes rolled back, and she fell to the ground. Horrified but still aware of her growing threatening presence I inched closer to her now still body which lay on the ground. Suddenly, her eyes darted open, her hair immediately changing into a dark silver colour and her eyes started becoming a reddish colour. This didn't feel right. What did she do to herself?She stood up so quickly I barely saw her, and then smiled. What the hell."See I may not be
ROSEI didn't know how to feel or how to act. By this time, Deamian had explained everything to me and I was in a state of utter shock. Apparently, Scarlett was taking her revenge on Deamian because she expected to become the next and final moon goddess since they were in love. Now she had a whole revenge plan calculated and constructed to perfection. She was the one who dragged him out of the place but could not bring me along because they hadn’t had enough time. They needed Deamian's Moon blood seeing as he was half of his mom's species. They also needed me for the moon flower essence which I had absorbed, which meant I walked right into their trap. They needed to do it now, before the essence integrated with my DNA and it became impossible to extract. That meant, they only had today. I wish I'd known. I wish I'd been more aware, less naive and gullible. I wish I were alpha Rose and not Rose, Moon Goddess with actual emotions.
ROSEScarlett and I were quiet as we drove. We both knew that when push came to shove, I'd have to use what little power I had... And that would leave me vulnerable and ready to be caught, just as they wanted. There was no denying that this was a trap, that they knew I would stop at nothing to find Deamian who was currently more important than I was when it came to fulfilling their plans.Soon we passed a sign that read "Nightfall Valley". The infamous public werewolf graveyard. Although it was now old and abandoned, there'd been rumours of ghosts at night haunting the place. That was probably true... But I highly doubted they were ghosts. We passed the entrance and I parked on the pavement, next to a pile of rotting wood. Once we exited the car, I felt it. The lingering feeling of the bond between Deamian and I."He's here!" I said, and then grabbed the rifle and swung it around me. It would
ROSEThe next morning, I woke up to the feeling of a cold and empty bed with nothing but a scribbled note next to me. It read:Would have grabbed you too but your boyfriend gave us quite a struggleImmediately goodebumps formed on my flesh and I began shaking. They had taken Deamian in our sleep. They had taken him, and I had no clue where the hell he was. Immediately I jumped out of bed, following his scent out of the house and towards the centre of the pack grounds, not caring that I was in pyjamas because the place was practically deserted with all the killings that had happened the previous night.Panic ran through me as I reached the end of the pack grounds at the gate and the scent of Deamian just disappeared. I even tried to tap into our mind link, try to enter his mind, but I felt still so weak, like a new-born baby.&
ROSEI never felt so cold before. So cold it felt as though melted ice flowed through my veins."Rose?" that voice. I knew that voice anywhere."Deamian?" I muttered out my eyes were still shut, unable to open."Rest. You overused your magic abilities." he whispered. But I didn't want to rest. I wanted to go after Adamson and stab him multiple times in the neck with a pen. That's what he deserved after all.Slowly I fought the invisible force preventing me from opening my eyes.Eventually, I managed to pry my lids open, hissing as the light poured in.Deamian looked down at me, disappointed that I didn't listen.I can't just rest. Not after Adamson. Not after he tried to take someone important away from me... Again. I mind linked him this he sighed, giving up.
ROSEAdamson glared at me. His wolf form was intimidating yes, almost enough to intimidate me. To have me cowering, shaking. He had grown more powerful from the last time I’d seen him. Why was he here… was he in charge?"I see now that I shouldn't have let you live. No, not at all my thorny Rose." he said. That name, that name shot chills through my spine and almost had me absolutely in a state of panic. But I couldn't back down. Despite the flashes of memories of this monster torturing me, laughing at my screams, and humiliating me." What do you want, Adamson?" I asked. I noticed now how his pack had changed thanks to my killings years back. Now his pack was filled with rogues of different rankings, and humans. They were even larger than before."wouldn’t you like to know, my pet?" another demeaning name that made me shiver. But I had to stand my
ROSEAir... I needed air.That was the only thought ringing through my mind as I awoke. My throat was dry, and my ears rang. Was I supposed to feel this way after the memory ceremony? Like I'd been hit by a truck and then smashed continuously by the hulk?I slowly moved my head around and my breath hitched. There was no one here. Not a single soul in the silent, dark place."Hello?" I called out. I then began to hear violent whispers in my ear. I couldn't quite decipher what they were saying."All hail her majesty, Rose, the new Goddess." they screamed in my ears making me cover them with my shaking fingers.Then silence and darkness.Slowly, I began to hear distorted yells and my eyes began to flutter open."…whatever it takes, don't let them near her!" Mr Gimmw