ROSETyson is seated at a new desk, also typing away on his keyboard. He looks up and a huge smile spreads across his face.“Thank you, Mike. Rose! It’s so good to see you, sweetheart.” I know I blush at his declaration, a little embarrassed by it. Tyson gets up from his desk and rounds it, heading straight for me when I hear the doors close behind me. I don’t turn to look; all my focus is on Tyson. My sexy man. His eyes totally lasered in on me. When he gets to me, he doesn’t stop. He picks me up and smooshes me against the door as he attacks my mouth. It’s like he desperately needs me. The passion and desire are making my head spin. I kiss him back rapturously and I can’t keep up with his rush on my lips. I’m breathless when he pulls back and rests his forehead onto mine.“Goddess, I missed you!” He says as his hands roam my flushed and hot body.“It’s only been a few hours, Tyson.” I grin slyly at him, “But I missed you too.”“How was your check up?” He asks as he sets me back on m

ROSEWhen we’re done, he washes his beard, puts a little oil in it and brushes it out to keep it tamed. I love his beard, the way it delicately scratches my skin when he kisses me or the way it increases the sensations against my clit when he goes down on me. I’m getting worked up again and I need to put my sexual desires for Tyson back in their corner.I have work to do, and I want to prove to Tyson that I can be useful, not just in the mailroom or in the bedroom. If this relationship is going to move forward again, and I really do want it to, I need to be able to hold my own when it comes to his businesses. Despite not having a college education, I know how to get things done and function in new situations. I want to find my niche, my professional purpose. Even if I work away from Tyson. I’ve never had an opportunity to find work that I WANT to do. My jobs have always been about making money for supporting us. I now have the opportunity to find a passion and I’m genuinely excited ab

ROSE My head is pounding, and I taste blood in my mouth. I try to move but my hands aren’t moving properly. It’s like they’re tied together. I try to move my legs, but the pain is too much, I don’t want to move them. “Mama?” I hear my Maddie’s voice in the darkness. “Mama, are you awake?” She is so quiet; I can barely hear her. And I know my eyes are open, so it’s not like I’m hearing her from a sleep or an unconscious state. “Baby?” "Shhhh,” she says quietly. So, she’s whispering. “Mama, they took us. We’re in a car trunk. We’ve been driving a long time. Are you okay?” I think and assess my injuries. My head is definitely concussed, my lip is busted, I think my right wrist is broken or severely sprained, I have small cuts on my face, hands and arms, and my lower left leg feels really weird too. Very painful. It takes a minute, but I remember it being caught on something and it was bleeding pretty badly. “I’ll be okay, sweet pea. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” “I’m okay. My head wa

ROSE“Oh, yes. Any you’ve met him before. One of my good time pals, Darius Chambers. You remember him, right?” I pale. Yes, I remember him. He’s one of the four. “He’s another Alpha who hasn’t quite managed to sire an heir. Unlike me though, he hasn’t met his mate, so he doesn't have to contend with a wolf who won’t let him get it up with a female who isn’t his mate. He’ll have no problem impregnating you. I’d bet money that he fucks you, right here, before he takes you home. Now, Little Beast, it’s time to say goodbye.” Kent moves to lift my arms, but I squeeze Maddie to me as tightly as I can. Knowing it won’t do any good.“NO! You can’t have her!” I scream out as I struggle with Kent. He sighs in exasperation then backhands me across the face. My head whips to the side and I groan in pain. That combined with my earlier injuries, and I almost go out again. He now lifts my bound arms with ease and removes Maddie from my side. She is thrashing and clawing at him, and I hear something

TYSONAmanda uses her claw and removes the zip tie holding Rose’s hands together. Her wrists are severely bruised, and we can see that her right wrist might be sprained or broken. I pull out bottled water and a towel. I begin removing as much of that Alpha’s blood that I can, so we can see where Rose is actually injured while Amanda starts an IV line and begins a saline drip.I don’t see too much on her body until we turn her over. The chair she had been sitting on shattered when she went crashing into the wall; pieces are embedded into her soft skin. Amanda and I work diligently together to remove all the pieces and debris. I flush out the wounds with sterile saline while Amanda uses her claws to pull the wood from her skin. None of them went very deep but they all have to be sewn together with stitches. She has another head injury, probably from the car accident. Amanda cleans that and glues it together. We are almost done when a whiff of a strange aroma catches my attention.“Amand