Rozelin was like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for a hundred years. Now she was free.
Rozelin ran deep into the forest. Her lungs and legs were on fire, but she pushed her candle as she passed by her landlords. The lucid feeling of digging her windows into the ground and getting all the details of nature kept the pain away. She still felt a little weak from the wolf choking face; even then, it wasn't something she couldn't handle.
His ears twitched and he looked towards the sound of claws roaring on the ground. His eyes landed on a black panther.
"Rozelin wait for us! You changed so quickly. We didn't expect this." Frank counseled her. His previous worries were clearly forgotten as his voice filled with excitement.
She stared at the approaching brown, gray wolf that Rozel had assumed was frank. It was strange that she looked a little larger even though she was not in human form. The panther beside her made a loud wild roar that only other panthers could make. The voice immediately caught her attention.
She couldn't help admiring the way Rozelin put on Alex's panther form as they ran deep into the forest. She could change direction quickly, her hips showing off her agility by jumping from side to side.
The three of them ran, played and hunted in the surrounding forest for most of the day. Rozelin and Frank let the wolves take control, allowing them to play together and get to know each other, while Alex continued deer hunting nearby. Rozelin,fank,malia ran towards the lake reflecting the mountains. They sat down in front of him. After a short while, Alex came to them.
"Frank, did you know I was royal when we first met?" Frank was taken aback by her question.
"How did you come up with this question, to be honest, it was my first time meeting your royal lineage." Frank's face was full of satisfaction.
Rozelin didn't know what to say to Frank. Instead she joked, "So you and I left the alex prisoner club."
"Yeah and you're luna" said Finn
"Do you think you should go back to your family?"
A small groan came out of Frank's mouth. "They're dead, the hunters' version slaughtered, they killed my family. I'm the only survivor, they decided to take me on fire tomorrow. You know the rest." His voice was sad as he looked away.
Rozelin took a deep breath. "I'm so sorry they're really ruining lives."
Their conversation ended there, each drowning in his own thoughts.
"Rozelin"'s voice echoed in her mind link, "Curfew is near. Alpha Demon won't be happy if you're still the jungle after dark."
"What is it? Curfew?" Malia mocked his words.
"I think we should go back. Running all this time with frogs on my body is exhausting." Roselin sighed and stood up on all fours.
"Looks like there's a curfew," Rozelin said after watching Frank stand up.
Rozelin turned when she heard the crackling of a branch from the far ends of the trees.
Alex walked around making little chirping noises. He was restless, his eyes fixed on the distance.
"I wish he could talk to us, explain what his problem was. I bet the silence killed him." Rozelin said, her eyes looking at the black panther and the trees ahead.
Frank grumbled.
She tensed as Rozelin stared at a golden-brown wolf along with the others appearing among the trees, but the golden-brown wolf apparently walked towards them in charge.
Alex crouched forward, ready to pounce on the newcomers, but Frank jumped in front of him, preventing him from attacking.
"Rozelin," the golden-brown wolf stepped forward, Kane's voice echoing in his mind. "We'll be back with you."
"Accompany? We can find our way back. Thank you," said Rozelin in a depressing voice.
"Alpha's orders." Kane snapped.
As Malia began to slip out of her mind and take control, Rozelin took an instinctive step. Both disliked taking orders, and Rozel now knew why. They were never meant to take orders; being a leader was in their blood.
"Rozelin" Kane warned. Her eyes began to glow. Her challenge flooded the surface, but instead of attacking her anyway, she regained control and turned around and began running in the opposite direction. A sign that neither she nor the alpha would disobey her orders, although she didn't attack him.
Ten wolves instantly emerged from the surrounding trees. They didn't growl, but a group of this size was intended to frighten anyone who crossed their path. Rozelin snarled at them, warning them to back off, her eyes still shining. Some bowed and surrendered. Others stepped slowly towards her, His ears were flat against the warnings behind his lips.
Suddenly a distant howl broke out, and Roselline stopped and looked in the direction the voice had come from.
Another scream broke the silence. The wolves around him howled in response.
Another howl whipped the ground and pierced his heart, which was beginning to beat extremely fast. An animal impulse seized him; A long howl came from his chest as his head snapped back, his voice echoing through the trees.
More behind the trees
More wolves came out. He jumped around excitedly. As he bent his head down to look at the wolves surrounding him, a sound wave echoed in his mind. They were all excited. They were arguing among themselves.
"The white wolf is back"
"Princess of the Cross"
"He's not my luna."
Her howling was a sign. It was a sign that the lost princess of the Cross family had returned and would take her rightful place.
The howling wolf he couldn't see felt like a piece of him, the little puzzle piece that was missing. His voice called out to him as if whispering seductive words right next to his ear. As the pack continued to talk among themselves, he ran straight into the trees of the forest. There is only one thing on his mind, finding that wolf.
He couldn't explain why Rozel needed to meet him so much. But the thought of finding her excited him.
"He's our friend," Malia exclaimed, excited at the thought of meeting the mysterious wolf.
"What does that mean?" Rozelin asked, banging her large paws on the ground.
"I guess it's our soul mate," Malia tried to explain, but at the same time she wasn't fully aware of her realities. Like Rozelin, she was kept out of the raising of other wolf women.
"Rozelin, wait," Frank's voice echoed in her mind, she. She was so excited that Alex and Frank didn't realize she was running after her, but she was quite a distance away.
Rozelin continued to run forward.
"Darkness, you need to get back to where you're safe." Kane grumbled through his mind link.
Rozelin stopped her steps. And she turned back. Alex and Frank were running after her, while the other two wolves were beside them.
When the house was visible beyond the trees, the wolves on their shelter changed into human form. They rushed into the house, naked. Among them was the cane.
Rozelin was hiding behind a tree. She couldn't walk around naked.
"Rozelin come on, we won't be staring at you." Frank was confused as he entered his field of vision. Rozelin watched as he sped up to Alex and transform into human form.
"You have to find me clothes, I can't move like that." She was determined to keep her nudity a private affair. Unlike the other werewolves, she wasn't raised like them.
She happily waited for the clothes and she changed according to her own time. Frank ran to the open patio doors and left Rozelini to sit behind the trees. His eyes searched the surroundings as he waited.
Frank returned fully clothed and ran back in a black hoodie and a few easy-to-wear shorts. He moved after he escaped. This time it was faster and much easier. Within seconds, he stood there barefoot in the cold night air.
Rozelin took the clothes and inspected the shorts that were her size, a pair of women's shorts. He wondered if it was him because Damon already brought him some pajamas that have sadly now come to pieces.
He stopped abruptly as he was putting on his shorts. An earthy, woody scent spread in the air behind him. A powerful being appeared, his energy causing the hairs on the back of his neck to rise as the heavenly scent enveloped him like a cocoon. He almost melted from the pangs of desire built up in his core. Rozelin didn't have to look back to know that Damon was standing there.
Damo's presence was strong; He was alert to the man right behind him. Rozelin looked to the side, trying to keep the rest of her body out of his sight. Even though she couldn't see him, she didn't stop him from speaking out loud, "You know it's perverse to gawk at a woman who's changing." She muttered, "She's really perverted," she muttered. The closeness of her deep voice made her jump. Her chuckle roared through her chest, causing her heart to constrict. After getting a little wet from the excitement of seeing her back, she closed her thighs together.
He got goosebumps when he heard the heartbeat; the heat of his body was radiating from him to her. Rozelinin continued to hold the hoodie as her heart beat irregularly. She felt her cheeks turn red as she thought she heard him. He took a step closer, stretching her in excited anticipation, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as his chest rose and fell rhythmically.
A satisfied hum came from his lips, his hot breath spreading the top of his head, causing his eyes to widen at how close he was now. Suddenly, his large hands wrapped very lightly around her waist, causing her to gasp with an alien feeling on the bare skin of his fingers. But she willingly leaned against him, her head resting on his bare chest as one hand went to her chest and the other slowly descended south and under her shorts.
Her nipples pricked at his touch as her breath parted sharply. "You're perfect for me," she heard him groan. A low groan escaped her lips as she felt his large erection stick to the back of her shorts as she leaned slightly towards him. The tip of her nose slid down to her hair, starting from the nape of her neck.
Rozelin felt like she was mocking him. His other hand just ran over the area where it felt wet; in her mind
begging to be read. The pleasure from their warm hands sparked a raging hell within him, making it almost impossible for his thoughts to be coherent. But on the face of it, she distanced herself from her basic needs by biting her lip.
"Keep biting your lip, I'll do it for you," he snarled, before giving a feather-light kiss just above his collarbone. The moment his lips touched her skin, he gasped as a fire blazing through his body coursing through his veins. He instantly grabbed her black locks, as if he were kissing a very different part of her body. It made him hungry for more.
A low growl came out of his chest and bit his neck, his mind spinning as a soft moan escaped his lips. He heard her breathing become erratic as the hand inside his shorts gripped her tightly while the other hand squeezed his chest hard, which caused his awakening to explode in the sky. A snarl came from his lips.
Damon growled again, his voice deepening before turning into an angry groan. She suddenly pushed him back and moved away from him, holding his breath and putting his hand on the tree in front of him for support. Rozelin felt dizzy in a bright haze from Damon. Her body ached for his touch again, her desire burning inside her. That's when she noticed a smell. It was a smell of arousal and it was coming from him. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, she.
"It's normal. Your sense of smell is stronger now. He's always been there. You couldn't tell before," Malia chirped in a voice that was in love. In the heated moment between herself and Damon, she was very quiet, "I hope he's our friend because oh Mommy, THIS is going to be hard to reach the top. He did almost nothing and you were putty in his hands. The wolf too... wanted to come out and play." Malia kept drooling. .
Roselin grunted as the mist slowly evaporated; She couldn't believe how much she had lost her mind at that time, she. Malia was right, he touched her and kissed her and she just let go. He picked the hoodie off the ground and dropped it to the ground, placing it against his chest as Damon turned to give his word. But as he did
Rose's brows furrowed. She didn't know whether she felt relieved or sad at her departure. She was relieved on the one hand because she seriously needed to calm down, but on the other hand, she felt a slight sadness at the man's sudden abandonment. To say he was confused would be an understatement. She roughly threw her hoodie over her head and ruffled her already messy hair.
Instead of returning to the mansion, she turned in the opposite direction, she guessed that Damo was gone. Her emotions mingled between sad, angry, and angry as she searched the surrounding trees for scoundrels. She wasn't just a she-wolf for him to play with, and she deserved a lot more respect than that.
Even though it was dark and the only light came from the moon and stars, she could still see pretty well, except everything was a slightly lighter shade of blue. She wondered if her eyes were reflecting blue the same way other werewolves' eyes reflected amber in the dark.
A howl broke out in the distance, immobilizing him. He was immediately alert, as the wolf he had been looking for before was not there. The nearby wolf was not created to be on land, and something about it made it feel territorial; Malia snarled and pulled the reins, trying to come out and slide. Still, rozelin was more willful and kept her in check.
The shuffle of leaves caused her to spin on her heels with her eyes fixed on what might be. A few wolves appeared and ran around him, heading in the direction the howl was coming from. Rozelin was relieved after realizing that they were part of the pack and looked like sentries.
"Rozelin, get in. NOW!," Damon commanded her through mind connection. He almost jumped at how loud his hoarse voice was, but he refused to answer her. Rozelin looked at the retreating wolves and wondered if it was one of them. However, with the sudden change of events, his anger flared up and he didn't care. She mocked him, made him lose his mind, and then left before I could command him.
Huffing turned around and deliberately walked slowly back to the mansion, hoping for a reaction from Damon. Still, it was the radio silence that pissed him off. Frowning, she began to scold herself and how she acted. She let him touch her like that and THEN he ran after her! If it was any other man, he would have kicked her in the balls before he even put a finger on her.
"But he's no ordinary man, Rozelin. He's Alpha and he's so hot I could melt." Malia was daydreaming in the back of her mind, thinking of other scenarios she and Alpha might enter.
"I thought you found Kane sexy?" Rozelin grinned when she found Kane standing outside the courtyard door with her arms crossed over her chest. He was wearing khaki shorts and a black T-shirt, showing the tribal tattoo that strained the large muscles of his arms.
"We just blew our minds and this was without sex! Tell me who else can do this?" Malia, feature from Alfa's interest
was satisfied with it. Rozelin rolled her eyes at him inwardly. But the wolf helped him in his spiral mood.
"About time,"
"I was changing," snorted Rozelin. He hated being scolded like a child and had to fight back against her and Malia's urges to fight him and challenge his dominance. Rozelin realized that she was starting to become a rather angry and aggressive person; She had never experienced these problems before she was abducted. He hadn't noticed, though, as he took his frustrations out on the ice rink when he played ice hockey.
Malia felt a pang of guilt as her worsening anger was partly her fault, but she didn't stay on the ground for long. He believed that they had a right to put people in their shoes. After all, it was the rosé's birthright, and it was more instinctive than elitist.
"Oh, is that what you're saying," his eyes gleaming with delight as he grinned, "come on, dinner's getting ready. It's time to meet the others."
Rozel's face warms at the thought of knowing what's going on between her and Damonla, until she understands the rest of what she's said.
Rozelin stopped, but continued to follow Kane, a confused expression on her face, after looking back over her shoulder.
"There's more than just an Alpha and Beta as a pack leaders. Only Gamma and Delta remain, if not very many. But as long as we're not busy, we tend to have dinner together. We stay at the Pack house. It's kind of like family." Kane shrugged as he led her past the kitchen into a large dining room with a large window that overlooked another part of the mansion.
Modern art hung on the opposite wall, with a crystal chandelier hanging low above the long dining table that could fit twenty people. Kane pulled a chair from the far end of the table and motioned for him to sit, but he chose the spot between Alex and Frank, causing Beta to harden and take a deep breath. Rozel's attention then shifted to the two women who entered the room.
The first was a woman of roséline-like height, with curly brown hair falling over her shoulders in beautiful waves, and charming dark eyes and olive skin. She smiled at Kane before jumping next to him and kissing him on the lips.
Their hard features immediately softened as they sat facing each other, still staring at each other affectionately. Malia pretended to be sick, causing Rozelin to roll her eyes; He found it sweet for Beta to have one, but felt they were polar opposites. However, his attention instantly shifted to the second woman sitting across from him.
She was tall and thin. If it weren't for her athletic build, Rozel would have guessed she was a supermodel with her short black short hair, dark blue eyes, and stunning face. The only "spots" that interrupted his normally smooth skin were the two scars. The first was a cut claw mark on his neck, and the other was a scar that started from his eyebrow and curved down to the lower part of his eye. It wasn't just her looks that made her look, but the intimidating aura she projected.
"He must be a warrior or something. I'm afraid to keep staring at him. Men love the way he looks but the 'evils' he gives them almost make them pee in their pants!" Malia cried out in a whisper, afraid that the woman might perceive her words. Rozelin snickered silently at her wolf.
The woman nodded as she began to cut the roasted meat in the middle of the table. The brunette held out a hand to shake her hands before smiling broadly at Rozelin. "Hey Rozelin, my name is Nairi, I'm Kane's friend. It's a pleasure to meet you. Buddha Chiara-"
"Gama Chiara," the stunning woman named Chiara interrupted.
"Nice to meet you both. This is Alex and Frank." He gestured to the men beside Rozel. Nairi and Gamma smiled politely at Chiara, but she was not interested in small talk as Gamma once again went to cut the meat. The men sitting next to him were also absent as they had their plates piled up again.
Rozelin began to do the same with a shrug, but Damon wondered if she would show up. But he hadn't guessed, given that Kane didn't order anyone to wait. She felt relief that she couldn't face him yet, and even if she did, she wasn't sure if she could hold back from punching him in the face or wanting more.
"There's not much of a dilemma there, Rozelin, you'd definitely jump over your bones." Malia chuckled, causing Rozelin's wolf to sigh. It was almost as bad, or possibly worse.
As Rozelin took a bite of her food, another figure she knew from the day they rescued her entered the room and collapsed into a chair next to Gamma Chiara. The red-haired man taking off his silver chains. He glanced at her before placing some mashed potatoes on his plate.
Darren, there was a warning in Kane's voice. The red-haired man rolled his eyes, causing him to growl at Kane's disrespect.
"Yes, yes. We've already met. Rozelin, all you need to know about me is I'm Delta, Delta Darren, and I'm not taking orders from you."
Gamma Chiara dropped the cutlery on her plate; The sound made everyone stop and stare at him. His cold gaze fixed on Delta. She grinned at him, causing her to smile and wave her eyelashes at him, before taking the steak knife and stabbing it into her outstretched hand; The force was strong enough for the blade to pierce the muscles and stick it to the table below.
She screamed in pain as the knife flew out of her hand and blood dripped from the table. Rozelin and the children sat in amazement, eyes wide as they stared between the couple. Gamma stood up and grabbed him by the dress shirt and brought her face close to his.
"Do I need to teach you some more manners?" He growled in his face, his voice chirping like an animal's. Delta Darren nodded.
"Fine. Next time I'll aim for your balls," Gamma Chiara's come-smile at me sent a chill down Rose's spine. Delta Darren's face faded as his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Gamma Chiara turned her head to look over her shoulder, Rozelin winked as she walked out the double door and shouted down the halls, "Da
I'll help mon and the others."
"I LOVE IT," Malia applauded the act of violence displayed at the dinner table.
"Of course you are," Rozelin grimaced as she watched Delta Darren pull the knife from her hand. She looked at Kane to see that she wasn't interested in the events at the table, and she went back to talking affectionately to her friend.
"Was that in your bag?" Rozelin drank from a glass of water, confusing Frank.
He looked away from Delta Darren, who had snapped his big eyes and rushed out of the room without saying anything but Delta Darren, "I know leaders are less tolerant of disrespect, but even that was a bit extreme."
"I meant the eating together thing," Rozelin replied carelessly. She has long since walked away from the scene that just happened. But he knew that if this scene had preceded him two weeks ago, he would have acted in a completely different way.
Frank looked at him like he was crazy, but he looked back and played with his food to avoid arousing suspicion about their secret conversation. However, if others focused on them, they could tell from their slightly misty gaze that they were in a mental thread.
"I think so too. I wasn't from any of the leading families, so I didn't stay in the herd shed," he said, taking a bite of the meat from his plate.
"Cargo?" Rozelin questioned him loudly, which caused Alex to cast a glance between the two.
"This is herd house rozelin," Kane interrupted, "if you want to read more about werewolves, you should go to the library."
Alex grumbled, "Yeah, you can find a lot of fictional books about that,"
"I meant the home library," Kane gritted his teeth in annoyance. Alex raised an eyebrow at her comment but didn't say anything else.
Rozel had completely forgotten that there was a library at home. She recalled an early memory of her childhood sitting on her mother's lap in front of the big fireplace. Rozelin read a book while her mother played with her hair. The memories brought some tears to her eyes, and she threw herself from the table to go back to her room.
Halfway up the stairs she felt her hood pull back and she crashed into a hard chest. Looking up, she found a pair of emerald cat eyes staring at her before hugging her.
"What is this for?" she whispered to his chest.
"You looked like you needed a hug, sweet peas. I know it's a lot, but remember that Frank and I have to keep secrets. You don't need to put everything on your shoulders," Alex said sincerely. Rozelin looked up at him and smiled, grateful to have found a friend like Alex, even under uncomfortable circumstances.
"Ahem," Kane interrupted the separated couple with a fake cough. Rozelin felt the warmth in Kane's eyes on her face.
"Alpha Damon won't be pleased with this little display of affection," Kane scolded through his mind connection.
"Fuck the alpha. He doesn't control me." He spat before going to his room. He heard her growl as he closed the door behind him.
"I hope it doesn't come back to her," Malia said wearily; For once, there was no sarcastic or funny comment. Actually, the wolf was a little afraid of the Alpha. As with the wolf hierarchy, if he moves out of line too much and is no longer injured, then Alpha could do some potentially serious damage to replace him.
"Kane probably told him he was a good little lap dog," Rozelin muttered to him. Leaning against the door, he was sighing; he threw himself on his bed and looked at the white canopy above the bed.
She didn't know how long Rozel could get away with it, but she could tell she would never hurt him like the first day she met him. As he thought about it, a crease formed between his eyebrows; There was something like an itch in the back of his mind. Here's some information to help him better understand his relationship with Alpha. But for now, he had to spend one more day seeing her before his body and mind melted.
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For the rest of the evening, Rozelin's frustration grew and she became so restless that she stared out of her window at the dark environment and longed to go out again. However, Damon didn't know what had happened to the new wolves in their area as he sent a packet of mindlinks to each member informing them to stay inside.
A long sigh escaped her lips as she looked outside once more, this time as she watched the guards change their shifts. Rozelin began to feel a little confined, as if she had changed a prison without the more luxurious brutality. His eyes then fell on his own reflection in the window; His face turned sour as he saw his eyes begin to glow from the simmering anger he felt beneath him.
She walked to the closet to turn around and see if there was any clothing she could use to sleep in. As soon as the doors opened, she saw several pieces hanging from her body.
"Now that sounds a little too familiar," Malia grinned, reminding her of the one-day room in the hunter's base camp. Rozelin grumbled to herself as she took a shower.
When she goes out, her hair is wet and draped over the silky pajamas she's wearing.
was shrinking. A knock on the door caught her attention and prevented her from drying her hair with a towel. He tensed for a moment, believing it might be Damon, then shook his head in denial. If he wanted to see her, he would come in. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see his mother at the door. Rozelin motioned for him to enter before closing the door behind him.
"I heard the wolf turn and you fidgeted," his mother suddenly turned to look at him, concern in her voice and face.
Rozelin smiled gently, hoping to relieve her mother's distress. While she didn't know why her mother was worried, she knew that after two days of wolfsbane injections, the next phase would change for her. Her mother sat on the sofa and gestured for Rozelina to join. After she sat in that chair, her mother stopped looking at the room and gave her full attention to her daughter.
"Rozelin, dear. We're going home tomorrow," she said solemnly to him.
However, Rozelin did not quite understand what her mother meant; frowning, "Can't we stay a little longer? There's a lot I need to know before I go back—"
"Rozalin," her mother interrupted, taking her hands in hers and rubbing her thumbs soothingly over hers, "you can't come with us. You have to stay here. It's not safe for you to be in Oakton anymore."
Rozel's eyes widened, "But how can it be safe for you? Shouldn't you stay here too?"
"We're doing just fine there. The Pack is still working there, and Damon has guaranteed more fighters on patrol. The Hunters don't know who we are, so they won't attack us." Her mother held up her hand, preventing Rozel from interrupting, "This is your place. You are a Cross, and when you find your way, you will rule like a true queen."
Queen!?
Rose's eyes widened as she swallowed. Malia rolled her own eyes at him; she was pumped and ready to take on the role, she.
"Oh honey, don't look at it that way. It's in your blood. You'll find your own rule of thumb, and once you meet your mate, they'll be strong enough to rule by your side," Her mother clasped her hands reassuringly.
Rozelin nodded sullenly, contemplating becoming queen and ruling not just one, but many. Was it as simple as it was in his blood? Sure, he was the captain of the ice hockey team at the University, but this was a team of six players at a time, not hundreds or thousands.
The rest of her mother's words recorded to her, "What is it like?"
Her mother looked at her confused, so Rozelin repeated, "What's it like meeting your wife? I understand you're your father's friend. He's still a werewolf."
Her mother smiled before looking to the side, her eyes softening with the loving memory, "Yes, your father is my friend. He was the first werewolf I met. I knew about them, of course. Grandma had a lot of spellbooks and books about them."
She chuckled to herself, causing her to smile at the thought of Rozelin's grandmother and her strange behavior.
"I was at the mall with my friends. While I was going to buy coffee, they went into another shop, I didn't look where I was going and we bumped into each other. It was almost like fate. When our eyes met, the others seemed to have disappeared. It took my breath away. Everything seemed to fall into place, and then this man was the person I was supposed to marry. I know it's you," Rosalina's eyes lit up. She had never heard the story of how they met before.
"This looks like something out of a romance..." Rozelin interrupted Malia with a nod of approval.
Her mother chuckled, "Well, it wasn't fate at all! I later found out that she was sniffing me as soon as I entered the center. She didn't wait for a second and hit me on purpose."
Both Rozelin and her mother burst out laughing, "This is so typical of her! She's so impatient."
"Once she smelled my scent, she said there was no going back. She had to meet me. That was all she thought about." Her mother smiled again, before looking at her rosé. "Are you worried about meeting your partner?"
Rozelin sighed, "I almost met him, but Kane got in my way and then Damon..." Her cheeks burned and she looked away from her mother, hoping she wouldn't see it. Malia grinned at his embarrassment.
"So, have you seen Alpha Damon already?" Before she could worry, her mother's eyes widened with excitement, her brows knitted together, "This can't be right. I thought it would be..." She muttered to herself before closing her lips.
"I didn't really see him. I just… felt him. I mean, I felt his presence there. It was too dark to see him," stammered Rozelin; She looked at her nails, playing with them as if they were more interesting than butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she talked about her date with the Alpha.
Malia was roaring with laughter now, the noise almost too loud for Rozel to listen. She rolled her eyes at him and muted him as her mother spoke again, "Oh! So you didn't make eye contact at all?"
"No, your daughter was more interested in what her hands were doing than seeing her beautiful eyes," he snickered, causing Rozel to bite her lip, making her wolf's obscene look.
He let out a small chuckle from his cheek.
Still, Rozelin was now focused on her mother, her eyes glowing with unargued excitement. Rozelin squinted, "No, we never made eye contact," each word said slowly, doubt in her voice, "why dear mommy?"
"No reason! Oh, look at the clock! I have to pack my suitcase," her mother jumped from the sofa in self-forgiveness. Rozelin wanted to ask more when her mother acted very strangely, but she resisted the urge. She always knew more than she said, and now she knew that Rozelin's mother was a witch. She didn't want to put pressure on him unnecessarily.
His mother walked towards the door and stopped abruptly; He turned around and took Rozel in for a hug. She pulled back and her eyes looked into the features of her rosé, "You're much stronger than I thought. What a strong and brave girl.."
"Mom.." Rozelin moaned playfully, "See you in the morning before I go."
"Yeah! Don't be late! We have lives too, you know. We have to go back to the shop and open it again." Her mother turned and closed the door behind her.
He owned a cute bookstore called "The Occult" where his family would happily sit and read for hours. There was also a small coffee shop inside, which, along with the quirkiness of the shop, attracted many customers. Her mom liked to 'play' witches to new clients or customers who didn't know what book they were looking for. He hadn't noticed the funny side of it until now. She had anticipated that this would add to the store's many appeals, she had anticipated.
As part of a 'ritual', her mother would ask the client to pick up three prominent gems. When they showed him the stones, she would find five books that might interest them. Nine out of ten trips the customer would pay for all five. Rozelin never thought of this because her mother always said that each stone represented something that showed what they were looking for. Either way, she was a little creepy, she.
Rozelin went back to her bed and climbed under the covers. All she needed was a distraction to talk to someone and her frustrations had melted away. However, Damon almost flared up in his thoughts and became restless once again, almost to the point of discussing getting out of bed to look for him. He could still smell it and knew it wasn't from his clothes; He sighed and turned to his side.
"Well, tonight will be a pleasure," Malia said sarcastically. She was starting to get bored too.
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The next day, Rozelin pulled herself away from the twisted sheets wrapped around her legs. Her hair was tangled with her arm wrapped around one of the pillows. He groaned before yawning and reaching out. His night consisted of rendezvous, thoughts flickering between Damon, meeting with the leaders, leaving his mother and returning once more to Damon.
Although she couldn't sleep properly, the natural light from the windows easily woke her up. Rozelin began to think that was the best way to get up; she really didn't miss sounding the alarm, she. Despite Malia complaining about her choice, she jumped out of bed and quickly put on black jeans and a blouse. This meant that he wouldn't move for a while.
"I can't live in sportswear all the time," Rozelin said back to her wolf, guessing that her parents were having coffee as she left her room and went down to the kitchen. As She walked down the hallway to the living room, she glanced at the clock next to her and read that it was 7 in the morning. As she had guessed, her parents sat on stools on the island with glasses, two suitcases with them.
Surprisingly, Gamma Chiara was standing before them with her own glass in her hand. Roseline nodded before her eyes clouded over, indicating that she was making a mind connection with someone. He looked up at Rozelin's parents, eyebrows raised.
"Gama Chiara was kind enough to escort us to Oakton," her father exclaimed, before taking another sip from his cup.
"This is beautiful…" Rozelin looked at the woman in front of her cautiously as she sat down next to her family.
"It gives me a chance to explore the environment. The Hunters haven't appeared yet, but there are still bandits sneaking past us. I'll be back when I know the area is safe and we can start your training," Gamma Chiara said before examining Rozel's body.
"Education?" Rozelin blinked in shock, feeling uncomfortable under Gamma's gaze as she crossed her arms over her chest. She should have known that the next training would be on the agenda. Rozelin now had her wolf and had to lead it. How could she lead others if she couldn't even take care of herself?
"Yes," Gamma Chiara took a few keys and walked away without adding more to the conversation, "Shall we meet outside in ten minutes?" His question was directed to his parents. They nodded in return for Gamma Chiara continuing to walk away.
After a comfortable silence as her parents took their last sip of their coffee, they stood up and began walking backwards from the living room. Her father was carrying both suitcases while Rozel's arm was tied to her mother's. Unlike himself and the other wolves he'd seen, his mother was more of average height and of a petite build; She rested her head on Roselee's shoulder as they continued through the double doors leading to the front of the net.
Her parents hugged her, her father hugged her tightly, too tight for her to breathe. She released him with an apologetic smile, "This decision was not taken easily. I hope you know that, girl. My job as your father is to protect you at all times, even if you have a huge army at your disposal. But you have to learn what it's like to be a werewolf, to be a Cross, and it's a pity. "While you and your parents were best friends, we left the herd years before the attack. Our knowledge is limited."
"We can't help you with this part of your journey, but you'll be fine," her mother added, her eyes filled with tears as she took Rozel's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
Just then, four black SUVs appeared in a row. Gamma Chiara walked around the second car and leaned indifferently as she waited for their goodbyes.
"We're going to miss you so much! Phone us whenever you can. The Swarm mind connection is trying so hard to contact me from this distance. We need to know you're safe!" His father cried out as lines of worry formed on his forehead. With a quick hug, she picked up more bags and started putting them in the car before opening the door for her mother and getting in the car.
Rozelin said goodbye to her parents; His chest tightened as he saw the cars getting smaller and further away, they made their way down the long road that led them to the door, and then disappeared. For a few more minutes she stood there, she wasn't sure what to do next.