KLAY ROSERozen had been talking about it for weeks, but I had been hesitant to accept his offer to train me. I had always been someone who avoided conflict and danger. But after what had happened with George, I realized that I couldn't always rely on Rozen to protect me."Klay, I know it's not your thing, but trust me, it's better to be prepared for anything," Rozen said, his tone serious.I sighed, knowing he was right. "Okay, I'll do it. But can we start slowly?"Rozen nodded, a smile playing on his lips. "Of course. We'll start with some basic self-defense moves."We went to the backyard of the house and Rozen showed me some basic moves, teaching me how to defend myself against an attacker. At first, it was hard, but I slowly got the hang of it.As we took a break, Rozen looked at me with pride. "You're doing great, Klay. You're a quick learner."I smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "Thanks, Rozen. I didn't think I could do it."Rozen took my hand and pulled me closer. "Yo
KLAY ROSEAs we walked to our first class, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. I knew that my life was never going to be the same again. But I was also determined to not let it consume me. I had my studies to focus on, and I wasn't going to let anything get in the way of that.But as the day went on, I couldn't help but feel distracted. My mind kept wandering to the training sessions with Rozen. He was teaching me how to fight, how to use my senses, and how to tap into my inner strength. It was exhilarating, and I couldn't help but feel empowered by it.But at the same time, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was coming. Something dangerous. And I didn't know if I was ready for it.As I walked out of my last class of the day, I saw Rozen waiting for me by his motorcycle. "Hey," he said with a small smile as he handed me a helmet."Hey," I replied, feeling my heart race as I put on the helmet. I had never ridden on a motorcycle before, and the thought of it made me
KLAY ROSEI found myself sitting in the living room of Rozen's pack house, staring at the fire in the fireplace. My mind was racing with thoughts of the recent events and the looming threat of Trevor.I had always known that Trevor was a dangerous man, but I never imagined that he would go so far as to challenge Rozen for the throne of the lycan. It was clear that he would stop at nothing to claim the power that he felt was rightfully his, even if it meant destroying everything in his path.Rozen, who had been in the kitchen preparing dinner, walked into the living room and sat down next to me. He could sense my unease and placed a comforting arm around my shoulder."You're worried about Trevor, aren't you?" he said, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.I nodded, unable to find the words to express my fears."Don't worry, Klay," he said. "I won't let anything happen to you or my pack. Trevor may think he's the king, but he's just a pretender. He doesn't have the strength or t
KLAY ROSEI breathed a sigh of relief as we all made our way back to the house. It was just a false alarm, Trevor hadn't actually attacked us. He just wanted to scare us. I couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy though, knowing that Trevor was out there and had intentions towards me.Rozen noticed my worry and put a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry Klay, we'll make sure you're safe. We won't let anything happen to you."I nodded, grateful for his reassurance. But deep down, I knew that I couldn't rely on others to protect me. I needed to learn how to defend myself and fight back. "Rozen, can you teach me how to fight?" I asked him.He looked at me with a hint of surprise in his eyes before nodding. "Of course, I'll train you. It's important that you know how to protect yourself."I felt a sense of determination and motivation wash over me. I was going to become stronger and be able to fend off any threats that may come my way. I thanked Rozen and went to bed that night with a newfound s
KLAY ROSEWhen I arrived, I saw the devastation firsthand. Buildings were destroyed, and there were bodies lying on the ground. The werewolves were everywhere, attacking humans and wreaking havoc.I spotted Rozen and Micah fighting off a group of werewolves. I ran towards them, joining the fight. Together, we were able to take down the werewolves, but there were still more coming."We need to find Trevor and put an end to this," Rozen said.We split up, searching for Trevor and his pack. As I was searching, I heard a scream coming from a nearby alley. I quickly ran towards it, and I saw a group of werewolves surrounding a human. Without hesitation, I charged towards them, using all my training to take them down."Are you okay?" I asked the human, helping them up.They nodded, looking scared and shaken. "Thank you."I knew I had to keep moving, so I left them and continued my search. I finally found Trevor and his pack, gathered in a large open space. Trevor was standing at the front,
KLAY ROSERozen nodded, and we started walking again, our pace quickening. We didn't speak for the rest of the way, each lost in our own thoughts. As we entered the city, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, knowing that the city was back to normal and that the people had no memory of what had happened.Rozen broke the silence, "I'm proud of you, Klay. You did a great job helping the people of this city."I smiled weakly, "Thanks, Rozen. But it's not just me. We did this together."We continued walking, and as we passed by the shops and cafes, I saw people going about their daily business, unaware of the danger that had threatened them just a few weeks ago. It was a bittersweet feeling, knowing that we had saved them but also realizing that they would never know what had happened.As we walked further, we noticed a group of people gathered around a street performer, watching him juggle balls of fire. It was a s
KLAY ROSEIt was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and Rozen and I were curled up on the couch, watching a romantic comedy movie on Netflix. I couldn't help but smile as he absentmindedly played with my hair, his fingers weaving through the strands in a gentle rhythm.As the movie ended, Rozen turned to me with a grin. "How about we make some cookies?" he suggested, and I couldn't resist the idea. We spent the next hour in the kitchen, mixing ingredients and sneaking bites of the dough when we thought the other wasn't looking.After we placed the cookies in the oven, we settled back onto the couch, our hands intertwined as we watched the sun slowly set over the horizon. It was these quiet moments, just the two of us, that I cherished the most.As the evening drew to a close, we moved to the backyard, sitting on the grass and gazing up at the stars. Rozen had a knack for pointing out the constellations and telling me their stories, and I loved listening to him talk.As we lay there, I couldn't
ROZENI walked into the grand hall, I could feel the tension in the air. My father, the current king of the lycan, sat at the head of the table with a stern expression on his face. I took my seat next to him, trying to keep my composure as I waited for him to speak."Rozen, I need to talk to you about something important," my father began, his voice low and serious.I could feel my heart rate pick up as I braced myself for what was to come. "What is it, Father?" I asked, trying to sound as calm as possible."It's about Klay," he said, his eyes flickering with a mix of concern and disapproval."What about her?" I asked, already dreading what he might say next."I've been keeping a close eye on her, and I don't like what I see," my father continued. "She's a human, Rozen. And not just any human. She's the one from the prophecy."My heart sank as I realized what he was talking about. The prophecy had been passed down through generations of werewolves and lycans, warning of a human who wo
ROZENI woke up to find myself chained to a wall. I couldn't move my arms or legs, and I had no idea how I got here. As I looked around, I realized that I was in a dimly lit room with only one small window that allowed a faint light to seep in.Suddenly, the door creaked open and my father walked in, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment. I knew why he was here. He didn't want me to save Klay, the one person I loved more than anything in the world."Father, please let me go. I need to save her," I pleaded with him.He just shook his head, "No, Rozen. You're too important to the pack. We can't risk losing you over a human."I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My father, the one who taught me to be kind and compassionate, was willing to let Klay die just to protect the pack's interests."You don't understand, Father. Klay is different. She's not like other humans. She's my mate," I said, trying to make him understand the depth of my feelings for her.My father's expression so
KLAY ROSEAs I opened my eyes, I realized it was just a dream. A nightmare, actually. My heart was racing, and my breathing was heavy. I looked around the dimly lit room and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.I got up from the bed and walked towards the window. The moon was shining bright, and the stars were twinkling in the sky. It was a beautiful night, and I felt a sense of peace wash over me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.But as I opened my eyes, reality hit me like a ton of bricks. I was still a prisoner, and there was no one to rescue me. I sighed heavily and walked back to the bed, feeling defeated.Trevor entered the room with a tray of food. "Good morning, Klay," he said with a smirk.I glared at him. "What do you want from me, Trevor?" I asked, my voice laced with anger."I want you to accept my offer, Klay," he said, placing the tray on the table."I will never accept your offer," I said firmly.Trevor shrugged. "Suit yourself. But remember, I hold a
KLAY ROSEI sat in the corner of the small, dark room, feeling hopeless and defeated. Trevor had been holding me hostage for what seemed like forever, and I had no idea if anyone was looking for me. I tried to stay strong and keep my head up, but with each passing day, my hope began to fade.Trevor would come in every so often to check on me and offer me food and water, but I never accepted it. I couldn't bring myself to eat or drink anything that he offered me, knowing that it was all part of his plan to keep me weak and submissive.As I sat there, I heard footsteps outside the door, and my heart began to race with excitement and fear. Could it be someone coming to save me? Or was it just Trevor coming to taunt me again?The door creaked open, and my heart sank as Trevor walked in with a smug grin on his face. "No one's coming for you, Klay," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "You're all alone, and you always will be."I gritted my teeth and glared at him, refusing to let him
ROZENI groaned in pain as I slowly regained consciousness. My eyes fluttered open to darkness, and it took a moment for them to adjust. I tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through my body, causing me to hiss in pain. I remembered the attack at the wedding, and the last thing I remembered was being hit by one of Trevor's wolves.I tried to assess my injuries, but I couldn't even move my head. I was paralyzed, and the realization hit me hard. I was completely helpless. I tried to shout for help, but my voice came out as a hoarse whisper."Hello? Is anyone there?" I called out, but there was no response.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I needed to think clearly and come up with a plan. I couldn't just sit here and wait for someone to rescue me. I had to find a way to escape.I forced myself to stay calm and focused. My mind raced as I tried to remember everything I knew about Trevor and his pack. I knew they had a hideout deep in the forest, and t
KLAY ROSEI couldn't believe it. Just as I was walking down the aisle, ready to start a new life with Rozen, Trevor and his pack of werewolves appeared, ready to ruin everything. Micah and the kids were screaming in terror, and chaos broke out.I drew my sword, ready to defend myself and my loved ones. Rozen stood beside me, holding his own sword, his eyes filled with determination."Trevor, what do you want?" I shouted at him, my voice shaking with anger and fear."I want you, Klay," he replied, a sinister grin spreading across his face. "You're the key to unlocking the power of the lycans. With you by my side, I'll be unstoppable."I felt a surge of disgust at his words. I would never ally myself with someone as evil as Trevor."You'll never have me, Trevor," I spat at him. "I'll fight you with every last breath in my body."We clashed swords, sparks flying in every direction. Rozen joined in the fight, battling against the other werewolves that Trevor had brought with him.As we fo
KLAY ROSEThe day of our wedding was fast approaching, and Rozen and I were busy with the preparations. Micah and the kids were there to help us, too. It was going to be a small wedding, just close friends and family, but we still wanted it to be perfect.Micah was in charge of the decorations and she did an amazing job. The beachfront was adorned with beautiful flowers and ribbons, giving it a dreamy and romantic ambiance. The kids, on the other hand, helped us with the food and the cake. It was a lot of work, but we all had fun doing it together.As I was getting ready, I couldn't help but feel nervous. I knew I was marrying the love of my life, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of worry. What if something bad happens? What if Rozen's father attacks again? What if we can't protect ourselves and the kids?Rozen noticed my unease and came up to me, taking my hands in his. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, looking at me with concern."I'm just worried, Rozen," I admitted, looking into
KLAY ROSEI was sitting on the couch, reading a book when Rozen came in and whispered in my ear, "Get dressed, we're going out tonight." I looked up and saw the excitement in his eyes. I couldn't resist but to smile and get ready for whatever surprise he had planned for me.I dressed up in my favorite black dress, and Rozen picked me up at our doorstep. He blindfolded me and took me to an unknown location. I could hear the sound of waves and the breeze of the ocean. He guided me to a spot, and when he removed the blindfold, I saw a table set up on the sand, with candles lit up around it. It was like a scene from a romantic movie.I sat down and looked at him, amazed by the effort he put into this surprise. He had cooked all my favorite dishes, and the aroma of the food filled my nose. As we were enjoying our meal, he started playing a guitar and sang a song that he had written for me. I couldn't believe that he had written a song for me, and as he sang, my eyes started to well up with
KLAY ROSEI woke up to the sound of urgent knocking on the door. I groggily made my way to the door and opened it to see Micah's worried face. "Klay, the kids and the sisters are being attacked by werewolves!" she said, panting.My heart sank at her words. "What?! Where? Are they okay?" I asked, my mind racing."They're at the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. We need to go now," she said, pulling me towards the door.I quickly got dressed and Rozen joined us as we hurried towards the warehouse. As we got closer, I could hear the sounds of a struggle and my heart started pounding in my chest. I ran towards the entrance and saw the sisters and the kids huddled in a corner, with a group of werewolves surrounding them.I didn't hesitate and charged towards them, my powers flaring up. Rozen was right behind me, and together we took on the werewolves, trying to protect the innocent ones.The battle was intense and grueling, but we managed to defeat the werewolves with our combi
KLAY ROSEI was lying down on the bed, staring at the ceiling as Rozen was sitting next to me, holding my hand. It has been a few days since the incident with Rozen’s father and we were both still recovering from our injuries. The atmosphere in the room was tense and quiet, neither of us wanting to break the silence.I turned to look at Rozen and saw that he was deep in thought, his brows furrowed. I knew he was probably thinking about his father and what had happened, but I didn’t want to bring it up and make things worse.Instead, I squeezed his hand and said, “Hey, you don’t have to think about anything right now. Just rest with me.”Rozen looked at me and gave a small smile, “Thanks, Klay. I’m just glad you’re okay.”“I’m okay because you were there to protect me,” I replied, giving his hand another squeeze.We stayed like that for a while, just holding hands and enjoying each other’s company. It was in moments like this that I realized how much Rozen meant to me, and how much I l