When They pulled back, They were breathing hard and had goofy grins on their faces. Rose rested her forehead on his and looked into his eyes. "It's a yes." She whispered to him. "I'm glad." He replied. They separated and took out the plates and glasses, putting the still-hot pasta and vegetables on the plate. She learned that Zander had some members watch and bring the food, but that he had indeed cooked and set up himself. He made sure, She knew of it too. She just smiled and nodded at him, still taken aback by how much detail and thought he must have put into this. When They finished the food he served her some wine that they drank while they talked to each other. She learned so many new things about him, his interests, his likes and dislikes, and how he struggled with understanding why she got angry at him sometimes because he's never had to answer or explain himself to anyone in so long that he's forgotten. She learned that he missed his brother and family when he brought hi
Her calm was cracking."The bone breaking, the rough texture and feel of whatever you're wearing or laying on, each and every cell on your body harden to create rougher skin and at the same time, each and every hair grow out of the skin, feeling as if little needles are growing from out of your skin. The way your ribs break and then grow larger, how your organs tighten up, the expanding of your face to make the snout and the most painful part has to be your spin breaking in order for all of this to happen. You'd think that would mean everything goes numb. . .but it's the opposite actually."He said, his voice projecting through the room but no emotion hinting anything. She listened with attentiveness, a vivid picture painting itself in her mind. His words made her want to run for the hills and hide but what would that do?"And after. Will every shift hurt?""No. It will be quicker and the more you shift the more the pain turns into nothing."Well, at least it wasn't going to be like t
Walking out of the room, Zander knew he probably should have at least tried to act casual in front of her but he couldn't. Not now. Not now that he was so close to his revenge. He travelled in the last cover of darkness in the forest surrounding the house, the clouds in the sky darkening as the minutes passed, the sent in the sky was that off before it rained. As Zander entered the premises of the farthest corner of the island, he nodded to the two men in front, entering the cave he went down further and further until he reached the war room. Stefan, Vilkas, Damon, and Maverick were already in deep discussion, leaning over the large table with countless maps and papers. The men all quieted down as Zander entered, their faces concealing whatever emotions they were honestly thinking. "Report," Zander ordered, they were quick to respond, knowing his patients only went so far on this mission. "We've discovered where the door has been hidden and have managed to lock it down in place. We
It started with the throwing up. Rosabel hadn't even fully eaten that morning but what she did matter because it came right back up. She hated throwing up, mostly because she was the type of person who once she started couldn't seem to stop. This was not an exception. Her stomach was empty instead of full when lunchtime came around. She could feel her organs clenching tighter, pushing whatever food was left out, even the water she had tried to drink. When She had finally calmed down, she was shaking with cold sweat, for some reason lying in the bed made it worse since the usually soft texture of the silk and cotton seemed like sandpaper to her skin, so She sat down on the cold ground. She put her head in between her knees hoping to feel better. At least your humour was still intact. Then came the voice. She was back. And she seemed so loud. Her voice rang too loud and too clear in her head. Missed me? Mini purred. Rose squeezed her eyes shut tightly, it wanting to hear her
Rose’s ears were assaulted with the sound of heavy pattering, something sliding something and a splash that sounded as if a bomb went off next to her ear. Her head throbbed and She whimpered as more bombs went off making her flinch.Her breathing was heavy and She felt as if something was leaving her and clouding her face. Something squeezed her hand making her look back at the sad angel. He looked so familiar, touch so familiar, eyes . . . her back tingled stronger.“Why.."She tried to croak out but she couldn't finish. Not when the tingling turned into a fierce stabbing. Not when the bottom of her spine suddenly broke making her back lift off the ground. She gave out a pain-filled scream that didn't seem to end until her lungs burned.She screamed to the top of her lungs as the tingling that had turned into stabbing made its way up her spine slowly and painfully. Something made a sound next to her but she drowned them out with her wails.The more her spine broke the harder her back
Rosabel tried to pull her hand out from his to get him to lay down, but he wouldn't let her, even though that pain he wouldn't let her hand go. She tried to get him to take her hand so She could maneuver him down but he refused. Did he need to hold my hand? She thought.Then she remembered how as soon as he took hold of her hand the numbing began. He needed contact with her to take the pain. She tried even harder to pull away from him now knowing, each whimper and grunt pushing her further. It lightened her chest to know he would take the pain for her, especially when he already must have had to do it once, he didn't have to again but he was. "No." He spit out through gritted teeth. "Why?" She choked out, tears streaming down her face along with the never ending rain that drowned them. Was he drowning as I was?She thought. He lifted his head slowly, wet black hair dripping all over his face, agonized, fierce and watery blue eyes looked straight at me,the corner of his lip t
Rose and Zander ran for the longest time. Rose didn't tire fast but, She was still new so stopped near a large pond, drinking the water there. Zander stopped a few feet away from her, his beauty both deadly and attractive to her as he stood on the top of the small cliff in front of the pond. He gazed down at her. She looked down at the pond and was startled a little at the animal before her Large black eyes that watched every move stared back at her, silver fur covered a lean and fit build, her beast's body was larger than she thought. She looked down at her clawed hands and raised one watching as the reflection did the same. When She dipped a claw into the pond she watched the ripples work on her reflection. She looked back up into Zander's gazing beast. She knew she couldn't hide her secret anymore. He looked at her for a minute more and then up at the moon, his snout opened showing the razor sharp teeth she both feared at first and felt and let out a loud howl. A few seconds
When Rose woke up the next day she felt different from other mornings, refreshed and energized, but there was something else. She could feel the beast just as present in her mind as her wolf but instead of fearing her, she let her be.She seemed content.She could hear things both inside and outside, she could see the dust partials in the air and could smell the different scents in the air, they were strong and almost painful but there was one. The heaviest and most intoxicating had to be the one that surrounded her the most. She was also hearing very, very faint conversations but she couldn't make out the actual words since they seemed to be so far away.How good was my hearing?Rose thought as she saw surrounded by soft and smooth material, the bed she realized, but warm arms were wrapped around her body, pushing her against a solid chest that was breathing up and down slowly. She could tell the sun was high and bright in the sky because the room was illuminated in a soft glow, ligh