Charles’s POV:I have been staring at Rose for hours now. Her body lies motionless on the sickbed, breathing but unconscious. My mind raced with various possibilities of what could be wrong with her. She appeared to be in a coma, but her breathing was steady, which was a good sign. I searched through my vast collection of medical books, looking for any clues that could help me figure out what was happening to her.As I pore over my old medical books trying to make sense of this mystery. Just then, I heard the sound of footsteps approaching my clinic, and I looked up to see Alex, accompanied by Dante. My heart sank as I realized that there had been no change in Rose's condition."She's still unconscious," I said, my voice heavy with concern. "But her breathing and temperature are normal. It's remarkable, really. I've never seen anything quite like this before."Alex looked at me with a mixture of desperation and hope, and I could see the depth of his feelings for Rose in his eyes."Ple
Rose’s POV:The darkness grows heavier as my mind floats through space and time. I am nothing and nowhere as visions wash over me. Fragments of memory surface, then fade into oblivion once more. The pull of sleep is strong but beneath lies a longing, a hunger I cannot name. A pale light glows in the distance, growing brighter as I approach. The velvet night embraces me, caressing my fur as I glide between the trees. I lift my head, drinking in the scent of pine and earth, alive with hidden riches. A cry in the distance pierces the stillness. My ears prick up, alert for any sign of danger. A figure appears before me, wrapped in silvery robes. As she lifts her arms, the moon behind her expands, filling the sky with its glow. A howl swells within me, calling to my kin through countless miles. Her light washes over me, warming my spirit, relaxing the tension that has gripped me for so long. She looks at me with kindness and understanding, her wisdom ageless. She smiles, bidding me wel
Brenda rushed to tell the others the news of Rose's strange sleep. "Rose is unconscious!" she exclaimed. Lisa gasped in horror while Hailey shook her head sadly. Brenda's joy at Rose's misfortune soon faded as she saw Hailey’s pity for the fallen slave mate. Hailey cried, "Poor Rose! I hope she wakes soon." Brenda realized Rose's condition saddened more than satisfied her. Meanwhile, Hailey calmly tended to her duties. Though Rose's slaveship caused her much trouble, Hailey felt only pity for the sleeping girl. "This must be more than illness," she thought. "I pray she finds peace, awake or asleep." Hailey knew true strength lay not in another's suffering but in compassion. Many maids in Alpha King Alex's castle feared for Rose's wellbeing, wanting no real harm to come to her. Though her position caused envy, they saw a fellow spirit in need of care. Lebotha alone remained calm, thinking carefully. She despised Rose for stealing Alex's favor, yet wondered at the meaning of her str
Tom’s POV:I feel alive again. It's like a weight has been lifted off my chest and I can finally take a deep breath. After months of being weak and bedridden, I can finally stand on my own two feet. The bite from Alpha King Alex had almost killed me, but Hubert’s healing powers have brought me back to life.Physically, I feel stronger than ever before. My body is bursting with energy, and I feel like I can take on the world. My senses have heightened, and I can smell and hear things that I never could before. My skin feels tight, and my muscles are bulging. I am no longer the weak, feeble park ranger that I was before.But it's not just my physical being that has changed. Mentally, I feel different too. I am more confident, more assertive, and more in control. The fear that used to grip me is replaced with a newfound courage. I feel like I can face any challenge that comes my way.I was grateful and lively as I sat with my daughter Beatrice while we ate dinner at our home. I thanked my
Brenda’s POV:As I walked through the door of my room, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement and nervousness wash over me.Without wasting any time, I headed straight to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I made sure to use my favorite lavender scented body wash and shampoo to ensure that I smelled fresh and feminine. After drying off, I slipped into a simple yet elegant black dress that hugged my curves in all the right places.As I sat down at my vanity to do my makeup, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my stomach. I carefully applied my foundation, concealer, and mascara, making sure to highlight my best features. Finally, I added a touch of lip gloss to my lips, giving them a subtle shine.After taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I reached for my drawer, where I keep my diary and the letters I had written about Alex, my time with him. To my provocation, it was open. My heart raced as I realized that someone might have been going through my person
Brenda’s POV:I couldn't believe I was sitting here, in front of Alpha King Alex, reading out my love letter to him. I poured my heart and soul into those words, and I hoped they would touch him in the way they had touched me. As I read, I could see his face softening, his eyes becoming less sad. He listened attentively, and I thought for a second that he might feel the same way I did.But then, suddenly, his face hardened, and his eyes turned cold. "Brenda," he said, cutting me off mid-sentence. "I appreciate your feelings, but I cannot reciprocate them."I felt like a dagger had been plunged into my heart. I couldn't believe he was rejecting me like this. "But why?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper."It's not that I don't find you attractive," he said, his voice softening slightly. "But Brenda,all this was childish. You must understand that I am the Alpha King. My responsibilities lie with my pack, and I cannot afford to let my emotions cloud my judgment."Tears were streami
Rose’s POV:I stood alone in Alpha King Alex's chambers, staring out the window at the snow-covered landscape below. It was a cold winter night, and I was wrapped tightly in a fur blanket, trying to keep warm.Alex hadn't slept in the same bed with me since the night he caught me trying to escape. I had been taken as his slave mate ever since, but something had changed in me since then. I had remembered who I was, and the game had changed.As I stood there, looking out at the quiet world below, I remembered the feeling I had when I was unconscious. It was a sense of peace, a feeling of being in the present moment without any worries or fears. The feelings came back to me, "Peace is when you are not disturbed by unnecessary thoughts. When you don't worry that something you don't want will happen tomorrow. When you don't have to go where you don't want to. When what you do is joy. This is when you stop analyzing the world around you and you realize that it just is. And you are just a pa
Hobert’s POV:As early in the morning,as early birds I made my way through the forest to meet with the coven of witches, my thoughts were consumed with my plans for revenge against Alpha King Alex. I knew that with the blood sample I had obtained, I could finally put my plan into action.Upon arriving at the designated meeting spot, I was greeted by the other witches. We exchanged pleasantries before I pulled out the vial containing Alex's blood sample. "Here it is," I said, handing it over to the hazelwood coven of witches. "It's vital to our mission."They eagerly accepted the sample and began discussing their next steps. "Now, all we need is the book," one of them said. "It contains numerous spells and dark magic that have been used for centuries on Alpha Fuentes and by mother Helga."I nodded in agreement, knowing that the book was crucial to our success. "But where is Lucia with the book?" I asked. "We haven't been able to find her."We were so close to completing our mission, ye
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Rose’s POV:Five years have passed. I watch my son Jeremy play in the sand, giggling as Glenda and Daphne act as his aunties and George as one of his uncles. I sit on the porch remembering Alex, Jeremy's father and Charles, his kind uncle. I don't know what the future holds but I chose peace. "When you choose peace, be ready to say a lot of goodbyes," I often think.Jeremy looks at me, smiling. Then his eyes turn from blue to bright green. I gasp in shock. "Come here, Jeremy," I call to my little son. "You're safe under my love," I whisper. Alex is a lycan and I am half werewolf, half witch. The prophecy has long passed, yet here sits a child of two worlds. Jeremy cuddles close. I stroke his hair, thinking of the journey that brought us here. I thought I was fleeing my past, but it followed me in this precious child. Glenda comes to the porch. "All okay, Rose?" she asks, looking from me to Jeremy. I smile. "More than okay. This is where I'm meant to be."She hugs us both. "Family
George POV:I had made camp for the night and was sitting by the fire when I heard a sound in the bushes. I saw a frazzled young woman had collapsed unconscious. As I reached her, a lunar birthmark shone luminously on her back - this must be the girl I've sought for so long, the prophecy told of! I turned her over and gasped. "Isn't this Alpha King Alex's mate?" I hesitated, unsure what to do. But as I tried to leave, she grabbed my hand weakly and pleaded, "Please help me." I could not leave her so I took her in, building up the fire. When she awoke, I gave her food and water. The next day we set off towards Hazelwood together. As we walked, I felt honored to be helping fulfill the prophecy at last. Soon we came to a junction where my friends Glenda and Daphne greeted us. "George, still don't know the safest route to Hazelwood I see!" Glenda joked. "Very funny," I replied. "This is Rose. Rose, these witches will help guide us home." Daphne smiled warmly at Rose. "You're safe w
"Rose?" Charles whispered, stepping out of the shadows.I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God you're here," I whispered back. "I was starting to worry that you wouldn't make it.""Calm down, Rose," Charles said in a comforting voice. "We must leave quickly now." Charles led me to the mysterious hidden door and handed me a book he wrote about our family. "I will make sure to tell my unborn child about you,his Uncle," I vowed through tears. "Will you return?" Charles asked, his voice filled with emotion. "I'll make sure my unborn child knows his roots and father," I sobbed hard, thanking Charles for his love and care. "You must go now, Alex will be back from hunting soon," Charles said as we said our goodbyes, hoping we would meet again.I followed the secret passageway that Charles showed me, escaping from Alex's castle at last. Every minute I stayed was a minute too long, carrying Alex's cub but treated so cruelly. As I hurried through the passage, I rubbed my still-flat belly
Rose’s POV:"The biggest coward of a man is to awaken the love of a woman without the intention of loving her.”After a week. The cold floor felt harsh against my knees as I scrubbed the chambers floor. My stomach churned again as a wave of nausea hit me. I swallowed hard, resisting the urge to vomit. I had to hide this from Alex, I didn't know how he would react. He had been so distant this past week, barely looking at me let alone touching me. The tender love I thought was blossoming between us seemed to be fading away. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks and I wiped them away angrily. What did I expect? I was just a slave, a plaything for him to use as he pleased. But I had started to hope for more. I thought he cared for me. Now I felt like a fool.My mind was troubled with dark thoughts as I worked. If things continued this way, I would have to find a way to escape. I couldn't bear much more of this. I needed to speak with the old physician, the only friend I had here. We hadn't ta
Alex’s POV:I had to go to my older brother Charles and tell him about Rose. It was difficult to admit, but I had to confess that she was the one. The prophecy was real. I stormed into Charles’s study, fuming with anger. “Why didn’t you tell me about Rose? That she is the one the prophecy foretold? I have fallen for the enemy!” Charles looked up calmly from his book. “I wanted you to find love, brother. Rose is special, she is your soulmate.”“She is meant to destroy me!” I slammed my fist on the table. “This is my life at stake. My kingdom. And you see me as the tyrant Alpha King that needs to be overthrown?”Charles sighed. “The kingdom needs change, Alex. Peace. Someone like Rose could help you become a better leader. A better man.” “I rule Atlantic with force to keep order. There is no room for peace,” I growled. “There has been no peace since you divided the packs. Became king after Josiah's treason. Mother would not have wanted this life for you, Alex."I glared at Charles.
George packed his bag slowly, lost in thought. Three weeks and he would be gone from this place. The events of the Christmas party played over and over in his mind. He had stayed quiet, not wanting to draw attention to himself. But now he knew it was time to leave. He had come back to Atlantic for one reason - to find the lunar girl, the prophecy girl. Yet after all this time, he was no closer to the truth. Meanwhile, those accused of crimes were being punished without mercy. Alex's werewolves terrified him. Part of him still wanted to fulfill the task he had been given. But the risk seemed too great now. Better to return to Hazelwood and the simple life he knew there. His hand touched the old coin in his pocket, the one that was supposedly tied to the lunar girl's destiny. He had held onto it all this time, a symbol of the mission. But now, it felt heavier somehow. A reminder of a duty abandoned. He sighed and zipped his bag shut. Three weeks and he would be gone, returning
Rose’s POV:I left the party and went outside for some space. I sat down with my wine, frustrated. After a few minutes, I noticed a small box carefully placed next to my seat. I picked it up and untied it. Inside was a card that said "Happy Birthday little sis." I was stunned. Could it be from the brother I thought was gone? I looked around to make sure no one was watching and opened the card. "You've grown up to be so pretty, stay happy. I'm watching over you little sis," it said. Tears streamed down my cheeks. When I looked up, I caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance fading into the night - it was the black cloak person who had helped me before. Could it be my brother? I blamed myself for not realizing it sooner. Just the other night, I had stood close to him..."Rose!" Lebotha called harshly, walking over with her daughter Lisa. I quickly wiped my tears and stood up tall. I was not the girl Lebotha used to bully.As things were about to get heated, Alpha King Alex appeare
Rose POV:I took a deep breath and looked around at my surroundings. The castle was truly beautiful, though its beauty could not chase away all my doubts. Alex's words and gifts were kind, but I still wondered if he truly understood the pain he had caused me. As I wandered the hallways, I saw Alex approaching with a smile. "Good morning, Rose. I hope you are settling in well."I replied politely,"Good morning, Alpha. Thank you for your hospitality."He chuckled."Please, call me Alex when we're alone. There is no need for such formality between us." I nodded slowly. Over the next two days, Alex showed me great kindness. We took walks in the castle gardens and he told me stories of his childhood. Alex even arranged for us to ride the royal horses out on the trails surrounding the castle.As we rode side by side, Alex's horse came closer to mine."You look radiant today, Rose. I love seeing you smile." I could feel my face flush, but I tried to remain guarded. "Thank you, but do you trul