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Rosalee's Point of View I stumble out of the dining room, my legs barely carrying me as I press my back against the cool wall of the hallway. My chest rises and falls rapidly, but no air seems to fill my lungs. My hands tremble as I clutch them at my sides, trying to ground myself, trying to hold on to the life I have built here. This isn’t happening, it can't be. Everything I’ve tried to escape, everything I’ve worked so hard to leave behind, is closing in around me. I was just beginning to warm up to the idea of having a mate, of allowing someone in, and now I find out that Jensen is part of the most feared Lycan pack in existence. And not just any member, he’s a warrior, a leader, someone powerful enough to track a rogue werewolf pack. What does that make me to him? A mission? A threat? My heart pounds so hard it hurts. My body shifts into a full-blown panic attack, my breaths coming in shallow, rapid gasps. My vision blurs. My hands feel numb. My chest tightens like an iron f
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Jensen's Point of ViewAfter my lunch with Rosalee, I made sure she was okay before giving her some space to think about what I asked. The last thing I want is for her to feel like I’m pressuring her into making a decision that she is not ready for. But deep down, I can’t deny it, I hope she chooses to come with me.Back in my room, I settle at the small wooden table, which I’ve turned into a makeshift desk, and open the report Nyx sent over. I try to read throught the report, but the words all blur together and I don't take anything in since my mind is still stuck on Rosalee. I shake my head and force myself to focus on the report. This mission matters. Lives are at stake.As I scan the details of the Crimsonclaw attack, I frown. The pattern is the same as all of their other attacks. It's calculated, brutal, and precise. They slaughter just enough Lycans to cripple the pack, then disappear without a trace. The rain covering their tracks is no coincidence, they’re too strategic. Frust
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Rosalee's Point of ViewAs I fold the last of my clothes and tuck them neatly into my bag, my mind drifts back to dinner, to the way Jensen's entire face lit up when I told him I was going with him. The pure excitement, the relief in his expression, it made me feel like I was making the right choice. Like, for once, I wasn’t running from something but towards something.But getting to that decision hadn’t been easy. I had spent the entire afternoon going back and forth in my head, thinking of every possible reason to stay. Every excuse. Every fear.And then, Dameon had found me.***I had been sitting on the back steps of the hotel, staring out at the rain dampened landscape, when Dameon plopped down beside me, his usual confident smirk in place. “You look like you’ve been wrestling with some deep thoughts.”I huffed out a small laugh. “Yeah… you could say that.”He nudged my shoulder. “You wanna talk about it? Or are we doing the ‘silent brooding’ thing today?”I hesitated. Dameon wa
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Jensen's Point of View A sharp tug at the edges of my consciousness pulls me from sleep. Instinctively, I sit up in bed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I open the mind link. “Alpha, we are here with a car for you as requested.” I take a deep breath, my voice still slightly rough from sleep. “Thank you. I’ll be down in a minute.” Reaching for my phone on the nightstand, I check the time 4:00 AM. Earlier than I expected, but at least now I can get everything ready before Rosalee wakes up. I push off the bed and stretch before making my way downstairs. The hotel is eerily quiet at this hour, the only sound being the faint hum of the night staff moving about. As I step outside, the crisp early morning air greets me, carrying the lingering scent of last night’s rain. Two members of my pack stand by the vehicles, their postures straight and alert despite the early hour. One of them, a tall, broad shouldered male, inclines his head in greeting. “Alpha.” I nod my head in acknowledgm
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Rosalee's Point of View I can’t breathe. The realization slams into me with a crushing force. This is the Silver Ridge pack. My pack. Or at least, what's left of it. The burned out buildings, the ashen remains of what was once a thriving home, it all comes together in a horrifying, gut wrenching instant. I know this place. I know these pathways, the way the trees frame the clearing, the layout of the packhouse, except now it’s nothing but a charred skeleton of its former self. My heart pounds against my ribs, the sound roaring in my ears like thunder. The panic sets in, cold and sharp, wrapping around my chest like iron chains. I shake my head, trying to force my mind to reject the truth in front of me. “Why would you bring me back here?” My voice trembles, barely holding itself together. Then the panic explodes into full fledged terror. My breath comes in shallow gasps, my fingers curling into my jacket as if holding onto something solid will keep me from falling apart. My visi
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Jensen's Point of View I make my way over to Nyx and Ronan, who have been waiting for me near what remains of the pack house. Their expressions are serious, their postures tense from hours of searching through the wreckage. As I approach, Nyx is the first to speak, her voice softer than usual. “Is she okay?” she asks, nodding her head slightly in Rosalee’s direction. I follow her gaze. Rosalee stands amidst the ruins, her arms wrapped around herself, staring at the remains of what was once her home. There’s something unreadable in her stance, pain, grief, but also something darker. Something that makes my chest tighten. I exhale, running a hand through my hair before answering. “I believe she will be.” I hesitate, my eyes still locked on Rosalee as she takes a slow step forward, as if she’s walking through memories. “This used to be her home. This pack raised her. They treated her very poorly, but for most of her life, this was the only home she knew.” Nyx and Ronan exchange
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Freya's Point of ViewThe wind rushes past me as I run, my paws pounding against the forest floor, each step bringing me closer to her. The trees blur around me, but my thoughts are clear, after all these years, I am finally going to go see my daughter.The Silver Ridge Pack looms ahead, its scent growing stronger with each passing moment. My heart races, not from the run, but from anticipation. What if she hates me? What if she doesn’t remember me? But I push those thoughts aside. I need to see her.As we near the edge of the forest, I slow my pace before finally coming to a stop. With a deep breath, I shift back to my human form, the familiar pull and stretch of muscle and bone over in mere seconds. Beside me, my second in command, Ravena does the same.We are here.I glance around, my sharp eyes scanning the area. Clothes. We need clothes. Most packs keep them hidden near shifting points for moments like this. I spot a tree with a small stash nearby, a sign that the Silver Ridge wo
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Jensen's Point of View The stench of blood and smoke still lingers in the air as I help Ronan and Nyx finish burying the last of the bodies. The freshly turned earth is dark and damp, the final resting place for what remains of the Silver Ridge Pack. Ash drifts in the breeze, settling over the ground like a haunting reminder of the massacre that took place here. Nearby, the last of the fires smolder, small wisps of smoke curling into the sky. We had put out most of the flames, ensuring the destruction wouldn’t spread into the forest beyond. The land has already suffered enough. I straighten and take one final long look at the devastation surrounding us. Burned out structures, crumbled walls, the faint metallic scent of death still thick in the air. “There’s nothing left for us to do here,” I say, turning toward Ronan and Nyx. “Let’s head back to our pack and regroup. Crimsonclaw is getting out of hand, and we need to put a stop to their attacks before they start another war.” Nyx
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Rosalee's Point of View I stay seated at the table, my fingers absently tracing the edge of my plate as I watch Jensen leave. My ears focus on the fading sound of his footsteps, waiting until I hear the distinct thud of his boots hitting the ground outside. The moment I’m sure he’s gone, I push back my chair and move quickly towards my room, my heart pounding harder than it should. Once inside, I immediately head for the nightstand, pulling open the drawer and rummaging through it. My fingers brush against a few miscellaneous items, but my phone is nowhere to be found. Frustration flares in my chest as I turn to the other nightstand, yanking it open and rifling through its contents. Still nothing. I move to my bag, digging through every pocket, every crevice, searching for any sign of my phone. My breath comes faster as I search the entire room, under the bed, inside the closet, even between the couch cushions. But it’s not here. I sit heavily on the edge of the bed, pressing my
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Jensen's Point of View I sit in silence, watching Rosalee as she absently traces patterns on the table with her fingers. She’s distant and quiet, too quiet, as if lost in thought. I’ve spent the last hour trying to piece together everything she told me, but I still don’t have the clarity I need. I don't want to doubt her but something isn’t adding up. Pushing my chair back, I stand, breaking the tense silence that has settled between us. Rosalee looks up, her blue eyes unreadable. “I need to go to my office to get some work done,” I tell her, my tone firm. “I’ll send someone to keep an eye on the house... just in case.” Her expression shifts, a flicker of resistance, the slightest narrowing of her eyes. I know she’s about to argue, but I don’t give her the chance. I turn on my heel and stride toward the door, feeling her gaze boring into my back as I leave. The moment I step outside, I open a mind link. “Keep an eye on my house.” “On my way, Alpha.” I cut the link and inhale dee
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Rosalee's Point of View I take a deep breath, steadying myself before I start the story I rehearsed with Freya. "After I shifted I was lost in thought as I made my way over to the diner. I walked inside, not realizing it was filled with werewolves. When I realized it, it was already to late so, I tried to play it cool, hoping they wouldn’t see me as a threat. I asked the waitress if I could use their phone. I wanted to call Dameon and ask if he could come get me, but someone else was using it, so I had to wait. I took a seat near the door, keeping my head down, just waiting for my turn to use the phone. And that’s when someone joined me at my booth." Jensen’s sharp eyes narrow. He’s hanging onto every word. "The woman that took you. Do you know who she was?" he interrupts. I shake my head, keeping my expression neutral. "No, I have no idea who she was." The first lie. I can feel my pulse quicken, but I force myself to stay calm. I continue. "As I was saying, this woman
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Rosalee's Point of View "Well, you have had a pretty long day. I think it is time to head of to bed. We can talk some more in the morning. Let me show you to the bedroom." Freya says with a little smile as she stands up. I follow her lead, standing up before following her down the hall. She opens the door second to her right. "This is the bathroom, if you would maybe like to freshen up. There are some extra toothbrushes in the cabinet along with some toothpaste." She walks forward, opening another door. "And this is the bedroom you can use. There are some extra clothes in the closet. I will be right down the hall of you need anything." She says pointing to the last door at the end of hall. I nod my head at her, giving her a small smile. "Thank you." "It's my pleasure. Well, I think I am going to take a quick shower and then go to sleep. I am pretty wiped. Goodnight Rosalee." "Good night, Freya." She smiles at me, before disappearing into her room to grab her things. I open the do
