ROSE “So what happened in the room?” I looked up from my plate of untouched sandwich at Ambrose, who was eyeing me with the concern of an old friend. After fixing a concoction of healing juice for Rum, Ellis and Elena left for home. Elena wanted to stay, but Ellis felt that they had to move fast and warn the others back home. Elena then argued that she would stay here alone—to which Ellis insisted, for the first time looking like the angry possessive husband, that ‘a Luna never leaves her Alpha’s side for another werewolf’—even when that werewolf is, in their eyes, ‘a cub’. And, of course, Elena, with love in her eyes, shrunk to a meek lamb and left quietly with her ‘Alpha’. “Rose?” The calm and concerned voice jarred me back to the worried face. I blinked and looked down at the hand covering mine, squeezing it gently, and felt a weak smile on my lips. I looked up again and said, “Ellis asked me what happened. And I told him. He found it strange that I could contain the silv
ROSEI miss you…. The way he sucked my lips told me that. His tender strength, and the way that strength protracted with my lower lip between his lips, they all told me that he longed for me. He yearned for me. Yet, something inside me held me back. Yet, that same thing inside me wanted more. Rum released me and sighed, his warm breath blowing against my nose, sending a tickle up my spine, urging me to capture his lips for another kiss. And I did. And we sucked each other’s lips with the same tenderness as before, but stronger with passion, wanting to inhale each other’s soul. But reality ended the kiss. Though a little longer than before. We were pulled apart. Even so, the gravity of my heart leaned my forehead against his as our warm breaths mixed together in the cool darkness. “Do you miss me?” he asked. I closed my eyes and felt my head nod. He exhaled a chuckle. Then I felt his thumb brush against my cheek. “So you’re coming back?” My eyes flew open. And they gave me a
ROSE I decided to stay. What choice do I have? I called Jill to apologise, only to hear her say, "You ungrateful girl! I gave you a job, thinking that you needed one. And you hang me out to dry?! My hair salon is not some fucking pitstop!" No matter how hard I tried to apologise, she wouldn't hear any of it. I couldn't possibly tell her that I was trying to save a werewolf from becoming a government property and a rat lab. Why would she believe me? What has that got to do with her hair salon? So I hastily disconnected after the tenth apology. The next person to contact me was, of course, Joy. "So you left in the middle of work for Rum?" She sounded frustrated. "I'm really sorry, Joy—." "It's always him, isn't it? Even though you said it's over with him, you weren't exactly over him." That pinched me. "He's been nothing but horrible to you, and all it takes is just a voice in your head telling you that he'll be in danger, and you start running to him!" "He really got
ROSE The elevator opened and an empty penthouse greeted me. Without a second thought, I blurted, “Rum?” And he jumped out from behind the wall that was next to the kitchen. As soon as he saw me, those blue eyes widened in shock. “What the fuck!” In a flash, he was right before me, fuming. “Who the fuck did this? I swear I’m gonna beat the shit out of that useless guard! I told him to protect you at all costs.” “Does this look like protecting someone at all costs?” He blasted, his fingers carefully tipping my chin and swaying it left and right to check my eye. “Jesus Christ, it’s swollen.” It felt swollen. But I’m too distressed to care about it. I brushed the hand away. “It’ll go away. Just let it be.” But Rum wouldn’t have it. He grabbed my wrist and tugged me to the kitchen. “Rum, let go of me. It hurts.” I wasn’t in the mood to argue with him. But I really want to be left alone to sort things out. Much has happened in the past 24 hours, and I need to process them all—.
ROSE He grabbed a few Kleenex and wiped the insides of my thighs. And a giggle slipped from me. I chuckled at his curiously knitted brows and whispered, “It tickles.” His left brow raised in surprise. Without looking away, he tried again and I giggled some more, trying to push his hand away, which made him repeat the stroking motion again and again, until I was chuckling and panting hard at the same time. “Stop it… Rum! Ha, ha, ha….” But he was having too much fun teasing me. And then my foot reacted and kicked him in the jaw. “Oomph!” I jolted upright to check on him. “Oh my God, are you alright? I didn’t mean to—.” “Kick me?” whined the superstar grouchily, rubbing the sore spot. “You call that an accident? It’s right where it hurts the most! Did you join the martial arts camp or something?” “Aww… I’m sorry.” I reached out to stroke where he was rubbing and smiled sweetly. “What can I do to make it better? Blow on it?” And those electrifying blue eyes deepened anot
ROSE“So you’re saying, only a werewolf can see the entrance.” I hastened my footsteps to catch up with those long strides. The soft sand of the beach and the salty night breeze from the sea kept dragging me backwards, as though it didn’t want me to go on any further, and I was getting breathless. “How can I go with you if I can’t see it?” “I’ll tell you where it is, Jesus Christ!” Rum rolled his eyes in his voice. “What if I can’t go through?” I asked some more. “Then you’ll get sawed into half.” I halted, feeling the blood drained from my face, when Rum felt my pause and stopped briefly to look back. One look at my face and his own lit up in amusement. “Can’t you tell that it’s a joke?” “Can’t you tell that it’s not funny?” I glared at him. “I’m shaking here!” The superstar chuckled at me before he moved to trudge back. Arriving in front of me again, he patted the top of my head and smiled gently. “Have I ever put you in danger, cub?” The tenderness in his voice instantly soo
ROSE “No reason? What about the contract? Our agreement?” His body pressed down on me, and I felt the butterflies fluttering madly again. “I just told you I wasn’t thinking.” “Then, I’ll give you something to think about the next time this happens, you ungrateful cub—.” I frowned. “Why do you keep calling me ‘cub’? I’m not a kid—.” “Shut up, Rose.” Rum grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head as his face came dangerously close to mine. “The next time you plan on leaving me like that, you better make sure that I can’t find you. Because when I do… I’ll make you regret even worse for doing it twice to me.” I didn’t dare to breathe. I couldn’t look away from those fierce blue eyes. And then, very slowly, I felt it—large, strong and pulsating like a violent heartbeat—entering me, pushing at my walls, stretching my insides nicely to its shape. A glorious sensation blew me over. My lips parted with a moan of surprise and delight escaping into the dimness around us. “Ah….”
ROSE Bright white light. A sense of comforting chill washed over me. It was like diving into an ocean of warmth—only it wasn’t cold and wet…and long. Sunbathed wood, grass and metallic stones swarmed into my nostrils as a wide stretch of calm green and calm blueness greeted me like an old friend. The familiar feeling felt strange and slightly frightening. Like I should be expecting something. Yet I had no idea what to expect. “This is….” I stared in awe at the span of peaceful waters laid before me like a blue mirror. “Is this…?” His silence gripped me. All of a sudden fear settled in me. I shifted closer, tucking myself into his back like a security blanket. It was then he turned to me. Surprised at first, then sympathetic. Or so I thought. “What’s wrong with you?” He squinted in slight irritation. “Never seen a lake before? They’ve got one at the—.” “Park.” I straightened, feeling silly. “I know.” I avoided his gaze and tried to survey the unfamiliar surroundings.
ROSECarefully, I picked up my iPad and the impatient phone and turned towards the exit of the office. I thought to answer the call once I’m outside, but it stopped buzzing. So I moved cautiously towards the elevator, when it arrived just as I halted to push the button for it. The doors opened and my handsome Alpha King appeared, worried as hell. ‘Why didn’t you answer my call?’ he demanded.I rolled my eyes. ‘Because I’m getting through a door with this.’ I pointed at my huge belly. He was about to carry me like a bride when I slapped his hands away. ‘Stop it!’ I hissed. ‘You want everyone to know?!’ ‘Wheelchair. If you ever missed my call again.’ He stepped aside for me to enter the metal carrier. ‘Alright, alright…’ I chuckled. ‘So how was it?’ He asked, glancing at my iPad. ‘Did she approve it?’ ‘No.’ I sighed. ‘It’s too extravagant. The actress specifically asked for more grounded styles. She wants people to relate more to acting than her beauty.’ And Keithen scoffed. ‘Goo
ROSEI rolled myself onto him, loving the way my skin rubbed against his, feeling his warmth and heartbeat against mine, as well as the vibrations of his chuckle. He swept the sticky damp strands off my face, hooking some around my ears, then combed the rest to the back of my head with his fingers, and all the time, I had my eyes closed, savouring the moment. And he chuckled some more. ‘You want another round?’ he whispered. My eyes burst open, and his arms squeezed my bare waist as he laughed. ‘I’m hurt, cub. You look like a car was about to hit you.’ I shifted closer to his face—my breasts scraping his hard chest, and he grunted a little—and kissed him on the mouth hard, delivering all my passion, all my apologies. Immediately, his mouth opened and he shifted to push me forward, so that his tongue could dive in a little more, consuming me breathless. Just as the familiar desires stirred inside me, I pulled back, tore my lips from his and captured his face with both hands, tryi
ROSEI’m a werewolf, aren’t I? Okay, not entirely. Just half wolf, half human. But that still counts, right? There’s still some wolf inside me to make this work! This has to work! Concentrate. Focus, Rose. Think of the gate. I could be at the beach, or the back alley. Does it relocate to the same place twice? Or does it choose a new place each time? ‘Rose, are you having a headache?’ asked Joy. I opened my eyes and evaluated my best friend for a while. Then, I made up my mind. ‘Joy.’ I grabbed her shoulders. ‘I’m about to tell you something that nothing in Science can ever explain.’ ‘O…kay?’ I could see the wheels of her mind churning to come up with the plausible reason for my sudden strange behaviour. ‘Is it Harry Potter kinda something?’ I nodded firmly. And she mouthed ‘O’, with a knowing gaze. But behind that gaze, I still caught her disbelief. ‘It’s alright to not believe me. Just promise me that you won’t tell a living soul.’ I was staring at her so hard, I could almost
RICHARDA video showing Richard in his midnight blue shirt with his arm stretched across the desk. The files shifted and a sketch of a female figurine in a puffed up flowy gown with petals in her hair and on her lashes and lips. Richard was flabbergasted. He turned back to the CEO, his mind churning furiously to come up with the best excuse to save his ass. ‘When Rose brought me that design, I thought to myself: this is something that ambitious Annie would use. It’s extravagant and flamboyant. Wouldn’t it be nice to distract her with this, so my precious gem can focus on levelling up her skills? She can’t be stuck in the B.A.D. crap all the time.’ Richard felt deflated. His world was crashing down into dust. ‘Y-You set me up.’ The CEO laughed heartily. ‘You flatter yourself too much, Richard. Set ups are for my equals. This is just a test. But you scored full marks.’ The young rising star slammed his palms on the desk and glared at the CEO—the woman who had previously doted on hi
ROSE‘... the winner of this styling face off is—.’ The emcee’s eyes rolled left to right repeatedly as he read the card. His brows knitted as a mutter of disbelief spilled from his mouth, ‘Annie from B.A.D.’ My insides sank to the deepest parts of my spirit. ‘YES!’ Annie shrieked out victoriously. With a smugful grin, she cast a look of condemnation in my way. ‘I told you she’s a fake! She can’t style at all! Extraordinary—ha!’ That was… … unexpected. I thought I had a good chance. I really did read Miss Jewel’s comments wrongly. ‘Oh! The main judge has something to say!’ The emcee shoved Annie aside to make way for the retired supermodel, Jinda Avengelistford, who gracefully took the centrestage at an astounding height of six feet. ‘Based on the styling standards, Miss Annie has met every single one.’ She turned to the head of B.A.D.’s styling team and flashed a warm smile. ‘It was exciting—your unexpected. There is still a difference between professional and personal styling.
KEITHEN ’CUT!’ The director’s frown was as clear as the blue sky outside. I could tell that he’s been trying to hold it in. But the shit’s about to explode. ‘Rum.’ He forced a smile. ‘Are you sure you’re not unwell?’ I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve said this: ‘I’m fine.’ ‘Then what’s the problem?!’ The older guy grabbed his hair, about to go crazy. I stared at the line of the script that was shoved into my view. Instantly, the clog in my throat grew real. As real as the reality I’m about to face in an hour’s time. ‘Maybe Rum’s upset that this is all going to end for him soon.’ I looked up and a pair of kind eyes smiled back at me. Sherry patted my shoulder as that sweet smile turned into a sympathetic one. ‘I bet he misses all this. Don’t you, boss?’ I chuckled dryly and looked down again. ‘I’m not your boss, Sher. I’ve said it many times.’ That’s it. No matter how hard you try. You can’t fight reality. You just can’t. You can stay hidden around her. It won’t ma
RICHARDA day before the styling competition… ‘Go right in. She’s wrapping up the conference call,’ said the lovely PA of Miss Jewel. The young man in his stylist’s midnight blue shirt and grey bubble pants grinned sweetly and nodded. ‘Thank you, Celia. You look lovely today.’ And the PA gave her usual polite smile. Richard entered the glasshouse of an office and settled himself in the same chair he’d always been in whenever he’s here. A minute turned to three… and then it felt like ten. Richard’s fingers began to tap with impatience. He thought of checking his phone for an update from the private investigator he’d sent to tail Rose. The thought of Rose brought a grin to his glossed lips. Miss Jewel must have called him in to talk about Rose’s resignation, and he was prepared to sacrifice his precious time and help the agency convince Rose to retract it. There is no way the CEO wouldn’t agree to his one and only condition: that Rose stays as his stylist for as long as he’s wi
ROSEBANG, BANG, BANG!I stared at the door, unable to breathe. Unable to stop the tears. Unable to shut him out. ‘OPEN THE DAMN DOOR, ROSE!’ thundered the Alpha King. ‘YOU BETTER GIVE ME AN EXPLANATION RIGHT NOW!’ Hands clamped my ears. My head kept shaking in disagreement. My chest screaming: go away! Please, go away! ‘I know you’re in there! Open the fucking door!’ The banging continued. The same hands now clamped my mouth. To stop me from telling him to stop. Stop the noise, or someone will report him to the police. You’re a fucking celebrity! Stop it, Keithen!‘I’m counting to three. No open door, and I’ll fucking shift right here! Hear that, Rose? Footsteps! People are coming out. They’ll see me—.’ The hands were back on my ears. Shutting out his voice. My feet shuffled back, away from that enraged door. Hide. Go and hide, my mind told me. And I did. I scampered back to my room and slammed the door shut. Locked it. Then backed away, towards my bed. The second my calves bum
RICHARD‘I told you it’s not going to happen!’ the young man hissed into his phone. The female voice at the other end of the line screamed curses. ‘Everyone’s been talking about your peach silver outfit—more than mine! What happened to the black jacket! You said you’d wear it.’ Richard Black rolled his eyes at his reflection in his bedroom mirror. ‘She wanted to change it. What else can I do? Say no? Has your precious Rum ever said no to you regarding his outfit?’ ‘I can’t let her win that competition,’ chanted Annie. ‘Dan’ll have my head!’ ‘I’ll get you a chopping board then.’ ‘You lying son of a bitch! You didn’t keep your end of the deal—have you any idea the sacrifice I made for that article?’‘Sleeping with a reporter instead of some big shot? You call that a sacrifice?’ Richard scoffed. ‘You’re a whore, Annie. Everyone who knows you knows that. The models—they talk. A hell lot.’‘And you think your Rose is a virgin?’ ‘SHUT UP!’ Richard shouted back, and the ugly chuckle r