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Rosalee's Point of ViewThe dining hall buzzes with the quiet hum of conversation, the clatter of silverware against plates, and the occasional burst of laughter from a nearby table. I sit at one of the smaller tables near the window, half hidden from the guests, the sunlight streaming through casting a warm glow on the wooden surface.Across from me, Dameon chats animatedly about something, probably a story from his morning shift, but his words barely register. My mind is elsewhere, tangled in the events of the morning.No matter how hard I try, I can’t shake the memory of Jensen standing there in that room, his piercing gaze locked on mine, his voice so calm yet insistent. His words echo in my mind, “I know you heard me last night, and I know you feel the sparks.” He wasn’t wrong, but that doesn’t make this any easier.I push a piece of bread around my plate absentmindedly, my appetite long gone. My chest feels heavy with the weight of my thoughts. "Maybe I should just tell him outr
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Jensen's Point of ViewI make my way through the quiet hallways of the hotel, my steps purposeful as I head toward Rosalee’s room. I need to talk to her again, to try and make her see that I’m not here to hurt her. As I round the corner leading to her door, I stop in my tracks.There she is, slipping out of her room.Her movements are cautious, her eyes darting around as though she’s making sure no one sees her. Instinctively, I press myself against the wall, masking my scent and softening my steps. My years of training have taught me how to move like a shadow, and tonight, the light rain only adds to my advantage.I follow her at a distance, keeping to the edges of the hallway and then out into the night. She doesn’t notice me as she makes her way toward the forest, her coat pulled tight against the drizzle. Her movements are deliberate, each step carefully placed, as though she’s done this many times before.Once she reaches the edge of the forest, she pauses, looking around again t
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Jensen's Point of ViewThe faint light of dawn seeps through the curtains, casting soft shadows across the room. I blink my eyes open, groggy and unrested. My body feels heavy, as if the weight of unanswered questions from the night before has settled into my bones. I had spent most of the night tossing and turning, my mind caught in an endless loop of possibilities, each more improbable than the last."What is Rosalee?" The question echoes in my head as I sit up, running a hand through my disheveled hair. I sigh deeply, frustration bubbling under the surface. Nothing is clearer this morning than it was last night.I swing my legs over the side of the bed, my bare feet touching the cool wooden floor. The chill jolts me slightly, grounding me in the present. I stand and make my way to the bathroom, my movements sluggish and deliberate. The bathroom is small but functional, with a simple shower stall, a mirror above the sink, and a stack of neatly folded towels on a shelf.Turning on th
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Rosalee's Point of View The faint glow of dawn fills the kitchen, slightly dispelling the dark of the night and the quiet hum of the early morning welcomes me as I step inside. The hotel is still asleep, the halls silent, except for the occasional creak of the old building settling. It’s peaceful, but my mind is anything but. I didn’t sleep much last night. I kept tossing and turning as my thoughts refused to quiet down. The run in the woods had helped, though, only briefly, because as soon as I returned to my room, Jensen’s presence, his words, his eyes, everything about him seeped back into my thoughts like an unshakable shadow. That’s why I’m here now, in the kitchen, st the break of dawn, long before anyone else has arrived. I needed something to do, something to occupy my hands and quiet my restless mind. I slip on an apron and tie it securely around my waist, taking comfort in the familiar routine. The kitchen is cool and still, the faint scent of flour and spices still ling
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Rosalee's Point of View I freeze midstep, my breath catching in my throat as Jensen’s words cut through the air like a blade. "I saw you shift." Shock floods my system, leaving me feeling cold. My mind starts to race, telling me that I need get out but I am still frozen in place as my body refuses to move. He saw me. He knows what I am. All the effort I’ve put into hiding, all the walls I’ve built, have crumbled in an instant. Slowly, I turn to face him, my expression guarded even as my heart pounds in my chest. “And?” I say, my voice steady despite the storm raging inside of me. I brace myself for the inevitable, his rejection, the disgust, the word monster hurled at me like a weapon. But what happens next is something that I never dreamt of, even in my wildest dreams. “You can’t play dumb anymore, Rosalee,,” Jensen says, his tone firm but not cruel. His eyes lock onto mine, burning with an intensity that makes it impossible to look away. “I know you know what I am to you
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Jensen's Point of View Her words echo in my mind, sharp and cutting. "A monster. An abomination. A freak of nature." I stand there, frozen, as the weight of her pain crashes over me. She truly believes that about herself. My chest tightens, anger rising, not at her, but at whatever has made her think this way. She’s no monster. She’s my mate. I shake my head, snapping out of my daze. I can’t let her leave like this. I can’t let her believe she’s anything less than extraordinary. Without another thought, I turn and stride out of the kitchen, following the faint trace of her scent. The rain outside has dulled it slightly, but the pull of our bond is unmistakable. It tugs at me, guiding me through the halls of the hotel, straight to her. When I reach her room, the door is slightly ajar. I pause for a moment, steadying myself before I step inside without bothering to knock. Rosalee is standing by her bed, her back turned to the door. She is hurriedly packing clothes into a worn duffe
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Rosalee's Point of View As we sit on the bed, I force myself to really look at Jensen. His face is open, sincere, and free of the fear or disgust I had braced myself for. Instead, I see worry and sorrow etched into his features, as though my pain is his pain. It’s a look I’ve never seen directed at me before, and it’s enough to make me realize there’s no point in hiding anymore. I take a deep breath, steadying myself for what I’m about to say. “I guess it’s time you knew everything,” I begin, my voice soft but resolute. “I have to face my past, and I’ll start by telling you my story.” He nods his head, his expression gentle, encouraging me to continue. “I never knew my family,” I say, my gaze dropping to my hands as I fidget with the hem of my shirt. “From what little I’ve been told, my mother left me at a werewolf pack when I was just a baby. I don’t know why, and no one ever told me. I was raised in the pack house, but... it wasn’t much of a life. As soon as I was old enough
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Jensen's Point of View“What happens now?” Rosalee’s question, lingers in the air between us. Filled with uncertainty and vulnerability. I rise from the bed, offering her my hand as I say with a soft smile, “How about we get to know each other a little better over breakfast?” Her lips curl into a small, tentative smile as she nods her head, placing her hand in mine. The touch sends a familiar spark up my arm, but I focus on keeping things light and casual. Together, we leave her room and make our way back to the kitchen, where the plates she prepared earlier still sit waiting. Each of us grab a plate, and as Rosalee looks around the dining area, she suggests, “There’s a nice, quiet table outside. It’s private and... peaceful.” I nod my head in agreement, following her out onto the small patio. The morning sun shines brightly, casting a golden glow over the world, and the scent of yesterday’s rain still lingers faintly in the air. The atmosphere feels fresh, a perfect setting for t
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Rosalee's Point of View As I wake the next morning, a sense of calm settles over me. I feel well rested, though still a little groggy. The events of yesterday linger in the back of my mind, but for the first time in a long while, I don’t wake up in fear. I sit up in bed, blinking the sleep from my eyes as I take in my surroundings again. The room is simple but comfortable, neutral colors, soft bedding, and just enough space to feel cozy without being cramped. A small window lets in the early morning light, casting a soft glow over everything. Deciding that a shower might help me shake off the last remnants of sleep, I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and stand, stretching slightly. I grab my toiletries bag from my duffel before making my way into the ensuite bathroom. Inside, the air is cool against my skin as I step onto the tiled floor. I turn on the shower, letting the water warm up before stepping under the stream. The sensation of hot water cascading down my back immedi
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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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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 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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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 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 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 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 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
