Despite the soreness that was throbbing throughout her body, Rosalie compelled herself to remain awake. She had been quite patient as she waited until Alex was sound asleep. Her wolf voiced her disapproval, expressing a desire to curl up on the bed and simply sleep next to their partner. Rosalie resisted the urge to kiss her mate and instead focused her attention on gently removing his left arm from her exposed waist. She trembled as the tingling sensation left by his skin lingered on her body. He appeared to be struggling to stay asleep but, thankfully, did not fully wake up despite his efforts. She got out of bed as quietly as she could without waking anyone up. Now all that was left was for her to find something to wear that would not arouse any suspicions. She could not leave through the door, because his scent was still on her. The other members of his pack would recognise her if she went out, and they would know exactly what had happened. Her hand moved to the wound left by the
"Good morning honey, where are you going this early?" Amelia asked her daughter. Rosalie stopped and hid the keys automatically behind her back as she flashed a wide smile. "Outside to do my duty," she said quickly. Amelia stared at her as if she was accessing her. Rosalie sucked in a breath. Was she still carrying Alex's scent? Her mom arched her eyebrows and smiled. "Are you going to meet Alex? To say goodbye?" "What?" Rosalie looked dumbfounded, great! Her mom was living in a fairy tale. She decided to let it be and nodded her head a little too enthusiastically. "Aww, that's so romantic!" Amelia cooed. " I miss being young, now come on run off! He will be leaving any minute now!" Rosalie didn't bother to wait and bolted out the door. She made a quick run to the garage. She jumped into a mini copper and drove past the unsuspecting Greystone pack members as they continued to heave suitcases. She breathed out in relief as she sped along the empty highway. Her heart lurched as sh
"Baby, we have company," Grace said to Chris as she gave him a final kiss on his lips. "I'll be back baby," Grace placed a kiss on Chris's cheeks and grinned at Rosalie as she walked past them. Her body smelled heavily of his scent. Rosalie was numb, not because she was still hurt, but by the fact that they were doing it so passionately. Chris was her mate. He should have felt some reluctance. But apart from the initial coldness as claimed by Grace he had been quite willing. It made Rosalie feel better, he was as hypocritical as her! "Give me a minute, please," Chris said as he went to the bathroom in his chamber to clean himself up. Five minutes later, he came out, looking fresh in a blue shirt and black pants. He took a seat in the chair. "Alex, my friend, so tell me, what can I do for you? I hope you had a good time throughout your stay here." Alex nodded. Then he shifted his focus to Rosalie and continued speaking. "And you, dear Rosalie," Chris began, "Roger has told me that
Rosalie sobbed silently in her bedroom. She was unable to leave after being dragged in by her father. Up until this point, her mother had not talked to her. The pack was aware of her disgraceful behaviour because it had been passed about. Rosalie curled her finger uncomfortably, but she wasn't concerned about Chris or the council's approval of their mating. Alex would ultimately coax it out of them. Or he would simply carry her off. No one can stop a mated pair from being together. Her problem was something else. Alex was not a typical wolf because he held the position of Alpha. That meant that she would become the Greystone pack's Lune. How exactly was she going to handle such a large pack? She was only 18 years old! She was barely an adult and had no prior experience of taking care of Alpha duties; how could she possibly take care of a pack? She recoiled in horror at the prospect of messing something up. Her train of thinking was broken up when she heard a knock on the door. It was
"She has already been claimed, Chris Reynolds," Alex hissed. "SHE IS MINE! Looks like the Silver moon Alpha is eager to have a mistress despite being a newly mated wolf," Alex snarled. "It is well within my power to decide if I want a mistress, Alex," Chris growled. Rosalie stared at them in disbelief. The two alphas were on the verge of launching an attack on one another. It was only through the concerted efforts of their betas that the two alphas were stopped from ripping the heads off each other. Rosalie did not want a fight between the packs. One war was enough. Grace Anderson Reynolds scowled in annoyance because she hated having to share anything. She concluded as to why her mate had behaved distantly towards her in the beginning. Why did he object to Rosalie and Alex's mating? He was in love with that lowly beta. She shot Rosalie a venomous glance. Rosalie's chest tightened as she realised that, if Chris got what he wanted, Grace would make her life a living hell. "Indeed, s
Trigger warning : Domestic violence In a fit of rage, Chris tore through the manor, and as he departed, the wolves cringed in fear and bowed their heads. After reaching his chamber, he slammed the door shut. Growling in anger, he contemplated breaking something. Perhaps that bitch’s neck! He couldn't believe that the Council had given their stupid blessings for that scandalous meeting! Rosalie belonged to him. How could that bitch sleep with someone else, barely days after he broke up with her? How was that even possible? Was she always such a whore? Myriad thoughts ran through his mind. Grace had followed Chris back to their bedroom. She didn't give a rat's ass about the unapproved mating. The fact that her mate had feelings for one of his Betas was her real cause of distress. He was carrying on an affair behind her back and had already made plans to have other mistresses. That made her uncomfortable. She hated to share. She was an Alpha princess after all. Wolves mated for life an
At least from Rosalie's perspective, the trip to the Greystone Estate was completely uneventful. She refused to make eye contact with Alex, who was sitting right beside her in the black limo, and she kept her hands folded in her lap the entire time. They were by themselves. She was completely at a loss for words. Everything seemed so unbelievable. The rest of the Greystone pack was ecstatic that their alpha had finally found a mate after spending many years of his life alone; they celebrated as if they had just returned from a successful battle. They were followed by a long procession consisting of seven Mercedes cars and four identical limos that had their windows heavily obscured. It was a remarkable sight. She saw a human family of four in a van practically gaping at the long sight of the impressive heavily tinted limos and cars on the highway. When the van was parked alongside the road, "Will your people accept me?" She finally croaked at him. He smiled. "Didn't you hear the ch
"Look who is here," a male voice said as Alex entered the main entrance with Rosalie curled up in his arms. "I see that our alpha has caught a little minx from the mating ceremony." "James," Alex smiled, "This is Rosalie, my mate," he said. Rosalie looked at the man, blushing slightly. James chuckled, "you have caught a pretty one." "My one and only," Alex nodded. "I reckon we won’t be seeing our Alpha for a long time?" James smiled knowingly. Alex grinned, "I think I'll be absent for some time," he started to walk to his quarters when he paused in mid-track, "On second thought, come to my office in two hours, there are some things I need to discuss with you." "As you wish, my alpha," James nodded. Rosalie cringed in embarrassment as he walked up the grand staircase and through the long corridor, carrying her. The lower ranks and his in-commands bowed their heads to them, sniffing at their scent. Not used to being bowed to, Rosalie shuddered and hid her face, blushing deep red,