Rosalie‘s POV The graceful elegance of the white and gold piano reminded me of the one my mother used to have. The thought was both painful and pleasant at the same time. It had been so long since I touched any instruments. Until recently, I had forgotten that music used to be such an important and joyful part of my life. Thinking over the memory, I slid onto the golden stool and let my fingers brush over the keys. It only took me a few moments to get used to playing again, but once I did, I was totally immersed in the melody. It was like reuniting with a dear old friend with whom you could immediately reconnect emotionally, no matter how long it had been since you‘d seen each other. I may have been sold to a ruthless Alpha – but this was still my life.
The people here were not all awful or hurtful toward me. In fact, many of them cared for me, although I didn‘t understand what I had done to deserve their kindess, especially Estrella and Vicky. When I was free and left here, I would miss them.
And Alpha Ethan…
The most intimidating and gorgeous man I had ever met, my master. My eyes closed, and everything about him rose up in my mind. His slander and powerful fingers that brushed over my skin, his deep voice that rang over my ear, his cold and musky scent that surrounded me, and his piercing and clear blue eyes that locked on me…
The music slowed down. He was always distant and cold, and I could never understand what was in his mind. He probably would be the only man to touch me. But to him, was only a tool, a container. My heart filled with bitterness at this thought But none of those things would matter after ten months. My mind flew forward… ten months and a
pup, and after that, I would be free.
Subconsciously, I allowed the tune to flow from my throat. It had been so long since I sung any song, and the joy of singing was very much alive in me. My eyes closed, and I felt the sound of the music and the lyrics I was singing deep inside my soul. Letting the tune flow with more emotion than I had shown in a long time, a smile crossed my lips. Yes, I think, I am ready to be a breeder… …and to pursue my freedom. ***Ethan‘s POV
The smell of earth drew me in.
As I looked down, I saw the wet grass beneath my feet. The sky was dark, and something in the air smelled off, but I didn‘t know what it was. I felt scared and alone in the darkness,
“Hello?” I called out softly.
“Ethan?” My father‘s voice slowly called to me from a distance. “Father?” I called out. “Father!” Racing towards the forest, I searched in the direction I heard his voice. His figure stood near the tree
non
“Yes, Alpha?” he replied immediately.
“Come over.”
Talon had to stop her singing. She had a job to do, and so did 1. Yes, she was pretty – and kind, I had been told – but it didn‘t change anything My mind was firm, and the sooner I could get her away from here, the better. I frowned as her song continued. It was vague, like a gentle whisper in my ear. I could imagine she was sitting by the window, watching the night sky. Of course, she wouldn‘t know there was any audience. I couldn‘t quite make out the lyrics, but, strangely, I could tell how she was feeling. Lonely but peaceful, sad but hopeful. Shouldn‘t a weak soul like her be frantic and live in fear all the time, like the few times I interacted with her?
I had to admit, whatever she was singing, it was beautiful. “Alpha?” Talon opened the door and walked in. “Is everything ok?” He looked concerned. And, honestly, it took me a second to remember why I had called him in. I cleared my throat. Forget it. Why should I waste my time on a breeder? If she wanted to sing, I would just let her do her thing. After all, how much time did she have left in this world? I had more important things to worry about. “Talon, have you increased our patrols?” “Yes. I met with the security of the assaulted packs yesterday and sent reinforcements. Of course, it‘s
going to take some time for us to investigate fully. ‘ “That‘s good,” I replied, thinking over everything. “I want to make sure this is properly taken care of.
Make sure you send Rex up there to handle it all.” Sending Talon had been an option, but I didn‘t want anyone else to oversee Rosalie. She was in a delicate situation, and Rex was a good second choice for this mission. “Alpha, everything will be executed as you wish. Is there anything else that you need?” Talon looked at me with a bit of confusion. Normally I wouldn‘t call him at this hour without very a specific task. “No, I just wanted to be sure.” I took a sip of water. Alright, I admitted it – this wasn‘t like me. I blamed the damn nightmare. He hesitated for a moment. I frowned. “Do you have anything else to report?” Then his multicolored scarf caught my attention. I crossed my arms over my chest, looking at him and the new decoration around his neck. “Nice scarf.” “Thank you, Alpha.” “She made it for you.” I didn‘t need to ask, and he knew who I was referring to. “Yes… she did,” he replied. “It was a thank–you gift for being kind to her. Nothing more.” “Talon,” I said firmly, looking him in the eye. We grew up together, and we knew each other too well. He had something to say. “Spit it out, Beta. I don‘t have all night.” Finally, Talon said, “It‘s about Rosalie.
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