RosalieI found myself leaning against the hall wall trying to pull myself together after the earth-shattering kiss I had shared with Landon. The blood raced through my veins, my heart pounding, and I knew that my cheeks were flushed. If anyone could see me now, they would know in an instance what we had been up too.After Nina’s admissions, I had to know for myself.Surely, if Landon was truly the person that I was always meant to be with, then I would feel it. What we shared would be stronger than what I felt for Alexander. And in my own mind, I knew that it was in impossibility to feel any more deeply about anyone else. What I had shared with Alex, was beyond love.Not to mention, I whole heartedly believed that Alex was my one person. We had shared a life together not to mention our children.I went in, with the mindset that I would prove Nina wrong. And in the process prove Selene wrong. That she didn’t get to dictate my life and manipulate me in the process. That I got to choose
Rosalie “Landon! I don’t suppose you have seen Rose…”Drake, closely followed my Ali, stepped into the hallway, that was all too quickly becoming unbearably crowded.He stopped in his tracks, his eyes sweeping over the narrow room as he took in the scene before him. A tense Landon stood closest too him, his hands clenched at his sides, and his jaw clenched as if he was attempting to hold back his own grief tittering on the edge.To then his newly returned sister hugging me, as I sobbed into Steph’s shoulder.I didn’t know for certain. After all, I was not Drake’s mate, nor had I been made an official member of his pack yet, but I didn’t need to be able to read his mind to see that he was clicking together the pieces in his mind.First a flash of surprise at finding Steph here. Then sadness as he glanced at me, and finally, anger. He directed his mire towards Landon. Who looked over his shoulder as his Alpha moved further into the room.He continued looking between everybody in the ro
Rosalie Ali, who had taken pity on me, had taken it upon herself to share my story with Steph. Well at least as much of the story that she could have shared. Obviously the nitty gritty, I had mercifully negated recalling to anyone. But she had shared the general outline of the past five years. And to be honest, she did a great job. Better than I could have done myself under the circumstances. So from my part, I was more than happy to allow her to take the reigns in explaining to Steph everything that had happened in the lead up to our expedition.Steph seemed completely enthralled by the story. And was currently listening intently and Ali regaled the legend of Tamara and Tenebris. What made the situation worse, was that I seemed to have found myself sandwiched between Steph and Landon in the middle of the rear seats, looking directly into the rear-view mirror, constantly catching Drakes uneasy gaze.I felt horrible.My body, despite everything that had happened, was still attuned t
Rosalie Steph was still rolling off questions about my time in the past when we arrived at the airport. And she wouldn’t take no for an answer.She questioned what Alexander had been like and was he really as despicable as the histories made him seem. I was made to recall Castle Black in detail. What my rooms were like, how the people acted around me.But when it clicked for her that I was in fact her ancestor, the questioning turned into a detailed family tree. It only elated Steph more when she discovered the connection I had with Ali as well. Something that I had yet to find within me to rejoice too loudly over.By the time we arrived I was completely frazzled, and practically crawled over Landon to get out of the vehicle. Landon had remained stoney silent the whole ride. It couldn’t be easy having to listen to a detailed recount of my past love life. But at this moment, I simply didn’t care if it was easy or otherwise. Landon had hurt me more than hearing stories about my former
“You have to talk to him eventually Rosalie.” I scoff at Nina’s statement. “You’re telling me that you have forgiven him so quickly? There was me thinking that wolves were territorial.” I replied, testily.“That’s exactly why you need to talk to him, to figure out why he lied to us. Why he kept Steph such a secret.”We had been in the air for nearly ten hours now, and with each passing hour, the longer we sat on this flight the more uncomfortable I grew.A thirteen hour flight was long enough with someone you wanted to be sat next too. But it was even longer with someone that you absolutely didn’t. And at this moment in time, I absolutely didn’t.That, on top of the fact that we had been in the air most of the day, and had yet to make contact with Drake and the others was beginning to gnaw at me.Did they manage to get away from Tenebris? Was everyone OK?Nina was right about one thing, I did need to talk to Landon… eventually. But not about his secret relationship with my best frien
Rosalie “I mean it Rosalie. You don’t have to believe me. In fact, I truly understand why you don’t. But I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you.”I didn’t respond to this; I just kept my steady gaze on the horizon. My arms folded around my torso, doing my best to hold myself together.“Steph and I, it was never really meant to become anything more than just… companionship. We were lonely. Both of us. When Steph lost her mate, she didn’t think she would be with a man ever again. And then when I lost you…” His words trailed off for a moment, he seemed to be struggling to find a way to put his feelings into something that I might understand. I knew that if I were to look at him now, I would see the ghosts of tears swimming behind his eyes. And I couldn’t bear to see that.“Steph was the only one left who never gave up looking Rosie. She was the only one I could confide in. The only one that truly understood what it felt like when you disappeared. So yes, eventually those feelings turned
Rosalie Cody was just as I remembered it. It was pitch black outside, and even with the lights from the airport, and street lights dotted about and hard to see past a couple of feet in front of us, I could still tell that not much was different. Thousands of stars glinted above us. And it was like they were welcoming me home with an open embrace. I had given up hope a long time ago that I would ever find myself back in my homeland. Much less, so close to my home pack. Blood moon was merely a few hours drive away. It was so close, I could almost taste the ancient forests on the tip of my tongue. It was tantalising to say the least. The thought of just going back. But I knew I couldn’t. Not if I had any hope of ever leaving again. The temperature was lower than it had been leaving England. Spring was still a distant dream waiting around the corner here. I pulled my thick jacket out of my bag and wrap it around myself in a feeble attempt to warm up. Standing outside the airport, L
Landon This was perhaps one of the hardest things that I have ever had to watch.I had lost my own parents at quite a young age. Jo and Richard were the only real adult role models that I had in my life. But I knew that if I were to ever get to see my parents again. Get to hear their voices. Feel their arms come around me and draw me in for a hug, I knew that I would feel very much as Rosalie did in this moment.The tears rolled down her face as she spoke. And as she recanted everything that had happened to her in last years to her older brother, I could see the fear, the grief the joy all roll into one.This would probably be the hardest conversation that she would have to have out of everyone that she had left behind here. And after listening for a few minutes, I decided that it was a conversation best left for to have in private.It wasn’t like I hadn’t heard the story before.And even after hearing it as many times as I had, and in some cases having to retell her tale myself, it