Alphas Betted Bride

Run Faster Rosie!

The sickening sound of flesh being torn apart filled the air, wide hazel eyes watched in horror as the wolf tore apart the very man they had always looked at with every bit of love in her heart.

The beast raised its blooded muzzle and snarled in Rosie’s direction. With a shriek of terror she instinctively turned to her heel, ignoring the stones bruising her bare feet, and broke into a run.

She could hear the paws of wolves padding on the earth like the thud, thud, thud of a loud drum. The sound of her heart was echoing in her ears like a beat, beat, beat. 

Don’t look back. Don’t look back. Don’t look back.

She looked back.

Two wolves were hot on her heels, snapping their blood stained jaws at her. Her stomach throbbed with the effort of running, her legs threatened to give up but just then, three wolves appeared from the front, baring their teeth and fell upon the others. Pained howls and snapping of bones filled her head.

As if in a nightmare, tears streaming down her face, Rosie dashed forward. She ran and ran and ran until she could no longer feel her feet, until sweat covered her like second skin, until she was only going on for her unborn child.

In the distance, she saw light. High walls. The smell of other lycanthropes.

Shelter.

Heaving, stumbling, gasping, she reached the high iron fence that marked a pack’s territory.

“Stop!” a stern male voice barked “Who are you? State your name and purpose.”

Rosie looked at the two tall males that approached her very quickly, even for werewolves.

Her lips parted to say something but her mind was blank, her soul shattering, her energy crushed and darkness was filling her vision.

And she fainted.    

***

Several hours later, Rosie was holding a baby girl in her arms. Hazel eyes, so much like her own gazed back at her.

“Lucas would’ve loved you so much,” she whispered softly, tears pricking her eyes.

A knock on the door of the little room snapped her out of her thoughts. A woman in her late twenties came inside.

“Rosie, Luna would like to see you” she said gently “come along, dear.”

“Yes, let's go.” Rosie nodded at the omega Lycan