Rosanne stared out the window, watching the leaves dance in the autumn wind. Her heart ached with a deep yearning - the wish for a grandchild. Her son Japheth and his wife Leona had been married for three years now. At first Rosanne understood their desire for time alone as a couple. But years had passed, and still no mention of children. Rosanne longed to hold a little bundle of joy in her arms, to teach them about the turning of the seasons and the magic of the moon. She wished a grandchild could carry on their family's wereblood, continuing the cycle of change that had shaped her son into the man he was today. And yet, silence. Not a word from Japheth or Leona about plans for children, or lack thereof. No hint of a growing belly under Leona's clothing. No news, good or bad, of a pregnancy. At first Rosanne waited patiently, trusting that children would come in their own time. But as more years passed, worry began to creep in alongside her desire. Had Leona been unable to con
Rosanne laughing, "Oh! Japheth, you look so much like your father when you laugh.”Japheth smiled, "Thanks, Mom. I take that as a compliment.”Leona smiling, "You know, Japheth, you have your own charm too.”“Oh, I know. I just like to tease my mother sometimes”, Japheth grinned. "Well, you're doing a great job at that”, Rosanne said as she smiled. They all laughed. Rosanne sighing, "but speaking of your father, I can't help but think about your older brother, Josiah.”Japheth POV:Mother, Leona and I were enjoying a happy meal together, laughing and discussing the happenings in the village. Then suddenly, mother's face changed as if some troubling thought had come to her mind. I asked her, "Mother, is everything well? What thoughts trouble you so?"She replied, "I was just thinking of Josiah, your older brother. He still has not married."I said, "Do not worry mother. I think Josiah has someone in mind, though he has not said."Mother smiled and said, "You are right. He has been s
The Kingdom was covered in a thick blanket of snow as the season of winter tightened its icy grip. Children bundled up in thick coats and wool hats, sledding down the frosty hills with gleeful shouts. For the werewolf packs, it marked the time of hibernation and rest. Luna, the Alpha female, gazed out from her mountain den at the silver landscape. Her son Charles,40, now an adult, came to her side. "Another season of change," she said solemnly. Winter always made her think of the lives that passed on, but also of new beginnings yet to come. The icy winds howled through the passes, seeking any gaps to invade the dens of the werewolves. Frost formed intricate patterns on the windows as the fires crackled inside, providing what warmth they could against the bitter cold. Townsfolk gossiped by their hearths, recounting stories of winters past when blizzards raged for weeks on end, isolating entire villages under mountains of snow. The forest fell silent under its heavy blanket of
Japheth’s POV:It had been a fortnight since mother left and Leona and I had been intimate. As I sat at the dining table, I couldn't help but stare at her beautiful body as she moved around the kitchen wearing nothing but a light, transparent shirt and skirt that hugged her curves perfectly. I knew she had her intentions, and it was getting harder and harder to resist her."Hey dear, you look gorgeous in those," I said, my voice thick with desire. Leona smiled and shook her hips, making the dishes rattle. She was always so playful, and it drove me crazy.I couldn't wait any longer, so I got up and rushed over to her. I pulled her close and kissed her deeply. The energy between us was electric, and I could feel my arousal building.Leona began to undress me, unzipping my pants as I pulled down her skirt. I lifted her onto the dining table, facing down. Her arms wrapped around me as we kissed passionately, waiting for the moment when I would enter her.Finally, I couldn't wait any longe
Rosanne’s POV:Fifteen years have passed and my first son, Josiah, has become the Alpha and leader of Atlantic. I couldn't be prouder of him. Seeing him push the Luna aside and take charge was a sight to behold. His Luna, Serena, is an excellent match for him. I can tell she feels on top of the world, and I can’t do nothing but stay happy to side with them and protect them as a mother should. However, I sense that greater danger is still coming, and I can't let my guard down.As I arrive at Japheth and Leona's house, I feel more comfortable and normal, just like we used to live. I'm grateful that they gave birth to Damon after five years of waiting. Now, he's fifteen years old, and he's so obedient, just like his father, Japheth. "Hey Dammy, come here. Don't go too far away," I call out to him.Leona greets me with a warm smile, and I can't help but feel blessed to have such a beautiful daughter-in-law. "Good morning, mother. Hey, Damon, come here," she says, beckoning him over. Japhe
George’s POV:It has been a long journey Home.I knocked on the door again and again, waiting for someone to answer. Finally, the one called Hailey came to open it. She seemed nicer than her older sister Lisa but didn't seem to know who I was when I asked for her mother. She stared at me strangely, and I had to enlighten her by saying, "It's the globetrotting George." She sighed and left, and I waited for Lebotha to come out.As I looked around, I couldn't help but notice the beautiful garden of fruits across from me. It made my throat ache with hunger, but the fruits were out of my reach. I decided to wait for Lebotha to come out and ask her for one, even though I knew it had been months since we last spoke, and she would probably be angry to see me.As I was about to make my way towards the garden, the door opened, and Lebotha stepped out. "Hi, Lebotha, her majesty my queen," I greeted her in a hilarious tone. She didn't say a word but only looked so mad at me, even though she seeme
Hailey’s POV:I could hardly believe my ears as I crouched in the trees listening to mother conversing strangely with George. "Is this how mother hates Rose so much?", I thought to myself in shock. I took my steps backward slowly and carefully left the garden, trying not to be seen eavesdropping. I shouldn't have listened but now I knew too much. I went upstairs to my room, my heart racing.As I sat on my bed, looking up at the ceiling, I ran my hands through my long black hair anxiously. "This isn't good. This isn't good at all", I muttered to myself worriedly. The intensity in mother's voice and George's sinister laughter echoed in my ears. My mind was racing with thoughts of what my mother might do to Rose. The idea that she might harm her was too much to bear. I was afraid, and my body was sweaty with fear.A cold shiver went down my spine as I realized if mother had a chance, she would stop at nothing to have Rose dead. I tried to think of what to do but my mind came up blank.
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
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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