Rose's POVThe moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the forest as I ventured deeper into the wilderness from the residential area of the pack. Every step I took felt heavy, laden with uncertainty and fear. The familiar sounds of nature surrounded me, the rustling leaves, the hooting of owls, and the distant howls of wolves. They used to offer me comfort and peace but they no longer offered me any. They served as a reminder of the life I had left behind, the life I had chosen to abandon.To conceal my identity, I pulled up the hood of my cloak, its dark fabric blending seamlessly with the shadows. I had to be cautious, aware that anyone I encountered could be a threat. The pack I had grown up with would surely come after me, seeking to bring me back and punish me for my defiance. But I couldn't allow that to happen. My child's safety depended on my ability to remain hidden.The forest grew denser as I continued my solitary trek. My senses sharpened, and my he

Rose's POV As the werewolves approached, their muscular bodies moved with eerie grace, their paws silently padding against the forest floor while fear gripped me. Moonlight dappled their fur, casting an ethereal glow upon their savage forms. Their hot breath mingled with the cool night air, creating a fog that swirled around them like a sinister shroud.One of the werewolves, larger and more imposing than the rest, raised its snout to the sky, its nostrils flaring as it caught the scent of the wind. It let out a guttural growl, its amber eyes scanning the area, searching for the source of the disturbance. The other members of the pack followed suit, their heads turning in unison, their sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight.My heart hammered in my chest, threatening to betray my presence with its thunderous beat. I pressed myself closer to the tree, willing my body to meld with the bark, to become one with the forest itself. The tension in the air was palpable as the werewolves close

Rose's POV As the panic set in, I desperately searched for an escape route. The waiter, sensing my distress, furrowed his brow in concern. He glanced in the direction of the approaching voices and then back at me, his eyes filled with understanding."Let's go to the room, ma'am. He said and I nodded but he stopped midway and said, "Madam, if you're seeking refuge, I can offer you an alternative solution," he whispered discreetly. "There's a passage that leads to a hidden room for the restaurant. It's seldom used, but it might serve as a temporary sanctuary for you until the coast is clear. For us to figure out what to do."My heart raced with a mix of trepidation and gratitude. I nodded silently, trusting the waiter's instincts and knowledge of the layout of the building. He swiftly led me through a discreet door at the back of the restaurant, away from prying eyes and those who barged in.We navigated narrow hallways, passing through dimly lit corridors, until we reached a small woo

Rose's POV As we continued along the path, the scenery around us transformed. The bustling sounds of the market faded away, replaced by the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. The air grew crisp, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and blooming flowers. The landscape unfolded before us like a painting, with vibrant greens and colorful wildflowers decorating the rolling hills.I marveled at the beauty of it all, feeling a sense of liberation as I ventured further away from the stifling constraints of the pack. The weight of my past gradually began to fade, replaced by a growing anticipation for the future that lay ahead."Linda," I spoke up, breaking the silence that had settled between us. "Tell me more about this place where we're heading. What is it like?"Linda glanced at me with a twinkle in her eyes, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and caution. "Rose, we're headed to a sanctuary for rogues. It's a place where individuals who don't belo

Rose's POVLinda's face remained obscured by the hood, but her voice rang out with an eerie familiarity. "Rose," she whispered, her tone devoid of emotion. "You betrayed us. You left us to die after leaving your father's pack. Why should I not kill you?"Tears streamed down my face as confusion and guilt washed over me. "No, Linda, I would never…" I stammered, struggling to find my voice amid the chaos of my racing thoughts.The figures surrounding me began to take form, their eyes gleaming with accusation. Each one represented a life lost, a friend or family member left behind in the wake of our escape. Their haunting gaze pierced through my soul, demanding an explanation.One by one, they stepped forward, their words a chorus of accusation and despair. "You abandoned us," they murmured, their voices blending into a haunting melody. "We trusted you. You were supposed to rule, be the first female Alpha.""No!" I cried out, desperation consuming me. "You don't understand. I had no choic