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Rosalee's Point of View As I wait for Jensen to come back down, I decide to tidy up a little. I take the dishes from the island and place them in the basin, rinsing them quickly. Even if someone will come by later to clean, I feel better doing something with my hands. It’s a habit, one that’s hard to break. Just as I place the last dish in the sink, Jensen walks back into the kitchen. He’s dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a black button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up slightly. He smiles when he sees what I’ve done, shaking his head slightly as if amused. I feel a small blush creep onto my cheeks as I return his smile. I’m so used to working, it feels strange to just sit back and do nothing. “Are you ready to go?” Jensen asks, his voice gentle. I nod my head, though my stomach tightens with nerves. I don’t know what to expect, but the possibility of getting answers about my past outweighs my fear. We leave the house and head towards the car. As we drive, I take in more of the
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Jensen's Point of View The council chamber is dimly lit, the heavy wooden table at the center is surrounded by the pack’s highest ranking members. The air is thick with tension as we discuss what we saw at Silver Ridge, the destruction, the brutality, and the undeniable truth that Crimsonclaw was getting out of control. I lean forward, rubbing my temples as I listen to the murmurs of the council. A war is coming. And I need to prepare my people. “I’ve already called a pack meeting after this,” I announce, my voice steady despite the weight of responsibility pressing down on me. “I want everyone to know about Rosalee, and I need them to keep the truth about my title from her, at least until she’s ready.” A few of the elders nod their heads in agreement, though I can feel some hesitation in the room. My Beta, Ronan, meets my gaze but says nothing. He trusts my judgment, even if he doesn’t fully understand it. Just as the meeting is about to wrap up, a sudden pressure fills my mind.
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Rosalee's Point of ViewThe silence in the car is suffocating.I sit stiffly in my seat, my arms crossed over my chest as I stare out the window, watching the trees blur past us. My mind is racing, but at the same time, I feel… empty. Numb.Jensen lied to me.He had so many chances to tell me who he was, but he didn’t. He let me walk into this blindly. Let me trust him, let me feel safe, when all along, he was keeping the biggest truth from me.The King of the Lycans.I clench my jaw and grip my arms tighter. I should have seen the signs. The way everyone deferred to him. The respect, the obedience. The way he gave orders so effortlessly. But I had been so distracted by everything else, the fear, the uncertainty, the unknowns about my past, that I never stopped to question it.Now I feel like a fool.Jensen hasn’t said a word since we got in the car, but I can feel his glances, brief, hesitant, filled with tension. He knows I’m angry.Good.I let the silence stretch, let him sit with
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Jensen's Point of View I watch in silence as Rosalee walks away from me, her shoulders tense, her every step filled with unspoken anger. She doesn’t look back at me, not once. I want to follow her, reach out to her, say something to her, anything, that might make this right. But I know better. She needs space. So instead, I step onto the porch, leaning against the railing, my eyes locked on her as she disappears into the dense forest. The moment she’s out of sight, I release a slow breath and open a mind link to my patrolling pack members. "There will be a large black wolf running in the west side of the forest. Just leave her be, she is my mate." Almost instantly, I receive a response. "Of course, Alpha. We’ll keep our eyes on her but maintain our distance." "Thank you." With that, I cut the link. But the unease remains. I rake a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. This is not how today was supposed to go. I had planned to gradually ease Rosalee into everything, to prot
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Rosalee's Point of View I don’t know how long I’ve been running, but the dense forest is finally thinning, giving way to open patches of land. My legs are burning, and my breath comes in ragged gasps, but I push forward, determined to keep moving. To put as much space between us as possible. As I slow my pace, the sight of rooftops peeking through the trees tells me I’m approaching a town. Relief floods through me, but I know I’m not safe yet, I need to be careful. I shift back into my human form, staying hidden behind the cover of thick foliage. The cool air bites at my bare skin, a sharp contrast to the warmth of my wolf form. "I need clothes." I murmur to myself as I crouch low, scanning my surroundings. It takes a few minutes of careful wandering before I spot a small house on the outskirts of town, its backyard lined with a clothesline swaying gently in the breeze. Keeping low and silent, I creep closer, my heart pounding in my chest as I scan the area. No movement
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Jensen's Point of View I push my legs harder, my muscles burning as I race toward the house. The moment it comes into view, I don’t slow down, I burst through the door, my heart pounding with urgency. My eyes lock onto the emergency bag near the entrance, the one I always keep packed with clothes for situations like this. Without hesitation, I snatch it up and turn back toward the forest, my grip tightening around the strap. Stepping past the treeline, I take a steadying breath, my pulse still racing. The moment the shadows of the forest close around me, I let the shift take over. A surge of energy erupts through my bones, my body stretching, reforming. The transformation is swift, a blur of power and instinct, until I stand in my Lycan form, towering and strong. I adjust the bag in my clawed grip, making sure not to tear it. Then, I inhale deeply through my nose. Her scent is faint but still there, laced with the dampness of the forest and the lingering trace of her distr
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Rosalee's Point of View "Freya." I repeat her name slowly, almost disbelievingly, as if saying it aloud will confirm what my mind is struggling to process. She smiles, tucking a strand of her raven black hair behind her ear. “Yes, Freya. What about you? What’s your name?” I freeze for just a second long enough for her to notice. Freya. The name echoes in my head, loud and persistent. Marcus told me that was my mother’s name. Could it be? Is that why she seems so familiar? Why the moment we locked eyes, I felt something unspoken pass between us? I search her face, high cheekbones, piercing blue eyes that mirror my own. I feel her gaze on me, waiting, her curiosity just as intense as mine. I shake my head, forcing myself to return to the present. “Sorry about that,” I say quickly, my voice steadier than I feel. “My name is Rosalee.” Her expression doesn’t change much, but there’s something, a flicker of recognition? A softening in her features? Or maybe it’s just wishful
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Freya's Point of View As soon as Rosalee steps away toward the bathroom, I lower my mental shield and reach out through the pack link. “Ravena, bring me the sedative. Quickly.” “On it,” comes her swift reply. I glance around the diner, ensuring no one is paying too much attention to me. The waitress is busy tending to another customer, and the few humans present are wrapped up in their meals and conversations. Within moments, Ravena enters, moving with practiced ease, a small vial concealed in her palm. As she passes by my booth, she places it discreetly on the table beside me before continuing out the door without a word. I pick up the vial, twisting off the top just as the waitress arrives with our orders. She places the slices of chocolate cake and the tall milkshakes on the table, giving me a friendly smile before walking away. I take my chance, tilting the vial and letting a few drops of the clear liquid swirl into Rosalee’s milkshake. It dissolves instantly, leaving no trace
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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 The moment I step into the bathroom, I turn the shower tap on, letting the water run until it’s scalding hot. Steam begins to rise, curling around the air like a thick mist. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself, but my gaze is immediately drawn to the mirror above the sink. I look tired. My eyes, usually bright, seem dull and clouded. There’s dried mud on my legs, faint scrapes along my arms. My hair is tangled, wild from the time spent wandering through the forest. I look exactly how I should, like someone who had barely escaped, who had run until she had no choice but to keep going. It was the perfect illusion. I keep staring at my reflection, as if searching for something, maybe reassurance, maybe doubt, until the mirror completely fogs over, blurring the girl staring back at me. With a small sigh, I pull the oversized T-shirt over my head and step into the shower. The moment the hot water cascades over me, my muscles loosen, the tension
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Jensen's Point of View As Ronan and I step out of the pack house, the early afternoon sun beats down on us, a stark contrast to the dim, artificial glow of the IT room we had been buried in for hours. I blink against the sudden brightness and raise my hand to shield my eyes against the sharp light, realizing just how long we had spent chasing dead end after dead end in the dark.The warmth of the sun does little to ease the tightness in my chest. We don’t waste any time as we walk straight to the truck. Ronan slides into the driver’s seat, the engine rumbling to life as I climb into the passenger side. The moment my door shuts, I pull out my phone and redial the last number that had called me, the waitress. My fingers feel stiff with tension, my breath shallow as I press the phone to my ear. One ring. Two rings. Then I hear her voice. "Hello?" she answers, uncertainty clear in her tone. "Hello, this is Jensen. I would like to talk to my friend, please." A brief pause. Then, he
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Jensen's Point of View The small backroom of the gas station is dimly lit, the scent of stale coffee lingering in the air. The man behind the desk moves quickly, skipping through the security footage until the timestamp reads 6:00 PM. The screen flickers slightly as the footage fastforwards. We all stand completely still, eyes locked on the monitor, our breath barely audible over the faint hum of the old computer. The road on the screen remains mostly empty, just a few scattered vehicles passing by. My fingers curl into fists at my sides, impatience gnawing at me. And then... A dark blue car emerges from the diner’s side of the street. “Stop,” I say sharply. The man freezes the frame, and I immediately step closer, my eyes narrowing at the screen. The timestamp reads 06:20 PM. My pulse quickens. This has to be them. The vehicle appears unremarkable at first glance, no obvious signs of who might be inside. The image quality isn’t great, making it hard to distinguish detai
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Rosalee's Point of View As I begin to stir, the remnants of restless dreams fade into the dim morning light filtering through the curtains. I blink up at the ceiling, my mind already racing. Sleep had been a battle, my thoughts constantly churning, questioning if I had made the right decision. But now, in the clarity of the morning, I feel a sense of resolve settle deep within my bones. This is the right choice. I am sure of it. If I can stop this war, if I can finally create peace, then maybe, just maybe, I can return to my life in Thornhill without the constant weight of fear pressing down on me. With newfound determination, I push the covers off and swing my legs over the side of the bed. My muscles protest slightly, sore from the exhaustion of the last few days, but I push through. Moving to the closet, I pull out some clothes, slipping into them quickly, ready to face the day and solidify my choice. As I step out of the bedroom and into the hallway, the rich, mouthwatering sce
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Jensen's Point of View The crisp night air bites against my skin as Ronan, Caleb, Mira, and I step out of the diner. The warm lights from inside cast long shadows across the empty parking lot, contrasting with the cool, silver glow of the street lamps above. My heart pounds with urgency, each beat echoing the name I can’t stop thinking about, Rosalee. Mira takes the lead, her sharp gaze sweeping across the pavement as she follows the faint trail left behind. Ronan and Caleb flank her, noses slightly tilted upward as they take in the fading scent. I follow closely, tension knotting my muscles with every step. The only sounds are our footsteps crunching against the asphalt and the faint hum of distant traffic. They guide us toward the edge of the parking lot, right where I was standing when they first arrived. Mira crouches down, her fingers grazing over the surface of the ground. Her eyes narrow in concentration. A brief silence falls, heavy with anticipation. Caleb steps beside
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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
