Rosalina's Hope - D.D. Dass (good books to read in english .TXT) 📗

continued, “It really is freezing out there.” I ignored her warning, pulling out my cell phone and dialing Wolf Boy. One ring and he picked up.

"Come outside." I ended the call, grabbed my keys and ran outside. The cold didn’t affect me, being as giddy as I was. I froze for a minute drinking the sight of him in.

His long hair was shaggier and messy, his hazel eyes smoldering as he stared at me.
I ran, jumping into him.

“Finally,” I breathed in that addicting scent, closing my eyes for a moment. It felt right and I didn’t wanna let go. But I did anyway, untangling my limbs from him and without meeting his gaze, entering his car.

He remained right were he was and when I was going to say something he entered the drivers side, turning the heater on full blast before reversing. It was way to hot, I felt as if I were melting so I lowered it, smiling when he glanced at me warily.

"You are going to catch your deces." I rolled my eyes, knowing full well that I would be perfectly fine. Throughout the weeks Sebastien had helped teach me French and I found the words easy now, but it was the dang accent I couldn’t get down. 

And every time I tried he laughed until I stopped trying. It was so hopeless.

“Coming from the man wearing a muscle shirt and jeans,” I muttered, ignoring the part where he looked gorgeous as ever. Jeans hanging loose at his hips and his shirt tight enough to show me how toned his body was… I couldn’t believe he was mine…Completely mine.

“Riiiiiight,” he muttered sarcastically. “I run on a higher temperature than you do Rosa.” I laughed a little in disbelief. Werewolves, I’d decided a long time ago, were arrogant. Or at least mine was.

“Alright Wolf Boy.” I used the name he hated purposely. But really, he’d done it to himself, putting himself under that in my phone.

When he didn’t reply I spoke again, “Do you even know where we’re going?” He nodded, turning the radio to the rock music I liked even though he didn’t. I smiled gratefully, watching the trees and cars blur by.

All too soon we exited that car, my belly tightened as the familiar building registered to my brain.

“I’m here,” his voice was rough as he took my hand. I instantly felt better, taking a deep breath because it was the first time I was here and not alone…The first time I felt whole. Nodding I let him led me into the building as we waited for Dr. James he traced my face.

“Why do you do that?” my voice was raspier than I would have liked. He smiled a little, shrugging one shoulder.

“It my way of making sure you’re still here,” he said, fingers at my hairline. Tears swam in my eyes as I dropped my gaze. “I know what you’re going through you know. I know how a drastic change can affect someone,” he forced me to meet his warm gaze, swimming with understanding.

“You know,” I told him, “It’s crazy…it’s not even been a year yet but I trust you…completely.” His smile lit up the entire building but it was gone just as Dr. James appeared. She looked beautiful as ever; smile bright until her eyes found Sebastien.

Again, I knew I was missing something as I began walking to the other room, Dr. James hot on my trial.

In the familiar room I sat up straight, keeping my clenched hands on my lap and watching as Dr. James locked the door and took her usual seat opposite of me.

God it felt like I hadn’t been here in years. Things had changed so much.

“How are you Rosa?” And so it begins I thought darkly.

“Fine,” I repeated my old lie. It was far, far better than fine. Everything was positively glowing for me…There was only the persistent nightmares, but usually Sebastien chased those away.

“That’s good as always,” she said quietly, “Tell me Rosalina, what’s going on? It’s been what? Three, four months since out last time together.” I nodded, sighing.

“Not very much.” If she expected me to continue she should have known better. I was so tired of being pressed into telling someone I knew nothing of, my business. Dr. James usual calm manner was down today, for the first time since we’d meet, she frowned. Frowned!

“Who were you with in the waiting room then?” I blinked, taken aback. It wasn’t like her to pry so much with questions such as that. Nosy my conscious blurted automatically.

“He’s more than a friend,” I admitted pointedly, wanting her to know he was mine. “His name is Bastien.” And he’s mine lady.

 

Out of nowhere the air became crazed. “Careful around him Rosa –---” She didn’t just say that,

“---He’s no g---.”

“What I do with him is none of your concern,” I answered with a tight smile.

Her grey eyes flashed black and I shot up, heading for the door when her hand clamped onto my shoulder. That was it. I struggled to breath.

Not this again I pleaded with myself as my breathing grew into harsh gasped but still the bitch didn’t let go.

“I’m going to help you out of this Rosa… You will stay away from that---,” she didn’t finish because the door was slammed open. I didn’t see anything but suddenly I could breath and Sebastien pushed me behind his body and I stumbled to the ground.

My breathing choked my vision began to clear a bit as I tried to keep track of the ongoing disaster.


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(Rosa's Mother)

Mari Payne drove quickly, in a hurry to meet with the pack Alpha. It had taken her only two months to come to the decision that her daughter was not ready to become an Alpha’s mate. No, her daughter wasn’t strong enough to handle an Alpha’s mood swings…to handle the fighting that would occur one way or another.

And Mari could not stand to see her baby hurt again, and that Alpha was the type of trouble that hurt..Real bad.

The two hour drive was a long one, but thankfully Marcus was away on business so he would not be able to stop her. She loved her mate with everything she had and never wanted to deceive him but this was her young and she would stop at nothing to protect her.

Eventually she made it with a sigh, letting her brown hair loose and strolling into the hooded trees where she stripped. And for the first time in three years she shifted, hating the delicious pain that went with changing. When it was over she grabbed her clothes up by the teeth and ran. She was close enough that she could hear the pack members, the huffing and playful growling. She shifted again, hurrying to pull on her clothes.

The with a breath she reminded herself that she adored her husbands side of the family, more importantly Louis and his two sons, Jason and Jonah. They would never hurt her.

She entered the packs main home spot; it was always a surprise to see giant wolves, lounging on the outskirts of giant houses that shouldn’t be in the middle of the forest. Being rich businessmen the alphas tended to have money.

When the wolves registered her scent they bowed and she smiled shakily until she found the object of her attention. Louis was with his wife in human form. At about six foot his essence radiated a power that was just below her mates, the rightful Alpha. He looked like her mate as well, only a few inches short, bulkier and with long blonde hair and light blue eyes. He spotted her and smiled showing off the sharp teeth they all attainted. She smiled back with the familiar family feeling settling her speeding heartbeat.

“Louis, Olivia. How are you guys? Where’s Jason and Jonah?” Olivia was a submissive Alphena so she simply regarded Louis to answer.

“Mari it is a pleasure to see you,” he started and she wanted to roll her eyes at his old fashioned talk. Well she couldn’t blame him for being born two hundred year ago, “We fare well. Jason is away as of now and Jonah is lurking about here. What brings you here? Is Marcus well?” She winced a little, glancing at the watchful stares.

“Louis, would it be okay if we discussed matter elsewhere?” A little more private please?

He bobbed a nod, brushing Olivia’s heated face and starting off toward the largest of houses, the Alpha’s domain. When they entered Louis dropped the all powerful façade and breathed a heavy sigh before settling himself on the bottom marble step.

Mari liked him better when he was himself. Not the expected Alpha.

“What’s happened now Mari?” She sighed a little, setting herself beside him with a sorry feeling. She might’ve been wrong to bother him.

“It’s the alpha wolf Louis…I want him gone,” she whispered, eyes focused on her hands. His eyes were on her and she looked up to find them curious.

“What be the reason? He has done naught a thing to bother us so far…On the contrary his mother is quite the female.” Mari knew Louis was being polite; he was mate to his wife, meaning he had eyes only for her.

“I,” she cleared her throat, “I fear he’s mated mine daughter,” she said defeated. She knew his blue eyes were worried, unsure and disbelieving. It was expected.

“What say Marcus?” She knew Louis would understand her point of view. Marcus had always been the gentle and giving while Louis was protective as she was. Even if he didn’t know her daughter she knew she could rely on him.

Blood meant everything to the Lycans.

“You know your brother…He says it’s her choice. But Louis I cannot let her be harmed again. He nodded, blue eyes hard.

“I shall see him, but I will keep his Mahmen and sister. They have not wronged me.” That was all she was asking for.

“I am forever indebted.”

_______________________________________________________________________________________(Rosa):

My therapist was turning into a wolf…in front of me. I tried to rise only to fall right back down. God why was I such a coward?

I watched in horror as Sebastien began to change, yet it was only his hand. His hands bones pop and reformed, finger growing to claws, fur sporting and the hand bemoaning a freaking paw!

I couldn’t see his face but I knew his eyes were black. And I hated it.

Dr. James was now retreating, looking as if she were having a seizure. In the back of my mind I knew I should be worried about her health. Sebastien was obviously the stronger wolf…a wolf shaking with unheard fury. My mouth wouldn’t make a sound though as I watched Sebastien stalk towards Dr. James as if she were his . . . prey.

I had to do something…I had to fix this.

“Bastien,” I choked and to my relief he froze…but he remained that way. Frozen until Dr. James let out a growl and he went for her once more.

I don’t know why but instead of talking I screamed loudly in my head, Stop!