Her Forever (Book 4)- Chapter 19

Third Person POV

The rain was coming down in heavy sheets as the thunderous alpha werewolf trudged through the mud. Training had been demanding that morning due to the warm nor’easter that had come the previous night. The Alpha thanked the goddess that it wasn’t yet cold. This would have easily been several feet of snow.

Several other wolves were running to their small cabins, away from the packhouse. The packhouse now only housed visiting wolves and single wolves waiting to be mated. Alpha Jack Storm had promised his mate, Rosalie, that he would make her the perfect small plantation home on their territory after their mating. He kept that promise, and Rosalie kept the house a safe haven until that one unfortunate night.

d the door to the dimly lit home. His three sons were in bed, but the faint light f

ed the title, which still would not be for a long time,’ his mate would tell him.

night before her birthday will remain a stain on a usually happy occasion. She will wait until her daughter is brought back home if she ever wants to celebrate another birthday.

r first-born daughter, Parisa. However, Parisa told her before she went to bed she was a ‘big girl’ now and that the future alpha female could handle a little rain. Rosalie smiled at the thought of her baby girl, thinking Parisa was an actual significant alpha. She had yet to gain her wolf, which wouldn’t be for another two years and then a few years after that until her first shift.

her about wolves waking up at the age of thirteen. Rosalie gave an excellent scolding to Jack, who only had to give her extra pleasure in bed that night as punishment.

olding onto the overly stuffed calico cat, she pets it lovingly while staring at the bed. Giant sighs, and a few tears fell down her face as she clutched it tightly.

to rock into the chair, holding the stuffed cat while silent tears tickled her face. She began singing Parisa’s favorite lullaby.

ue,

lly dilly, Lavender’s green.

Let the b

y,

bs play.

be safe,

illy,

y.

o dance,

lly dilly,

love to sing.

I am Qu

dilly,

e in his chest. Rosalie didn’t turn as she knew he was there the entire time.

the stuffed animal.

ut in private and often times away from Jack, she would sit in Parisa’s room and stare at the window. Rosalie felt weak once in her life before she met Jack, and she wasn’t going to let anyone else see it.

they never mentioned it or celebrated. They would leave gifts by the door for their Alpha to pick up and give to her at a later time.

Alpha if she wanted it.” Her breath heaved as she leaned her head to Jack’s chest.

d and security business include private investigators. We have hired ten new supernatural detectives to find her. There is still hope.” Jack nuzzled into Rosalie’s hair while she dried her tears.

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he other under her knees, he took her to their room. Rosalie had decorated it with bright, airy colors, and the large picture of their combined Luna and Mati

here you stand with three sons who adore you. Parisa would never blame you; if anything, she would blame the pack warriors.” Rosalie took a large, heavy sigh.

ted.

ummer seem to make it worst.

still standing strong and maybe contact Hades.” Rosalie’s eyes widened at the realization that the King of the Underworld may come. “Don’t get your hopes up, Kitten. He’s a busy god, and I don’t think he would want to come to visit a measly pack.”

n’t for us! He has to help.” Jack petted Rosalie’s head and pulled her to his neck. “Parisa would have loved it,” Rosalie whispered as she tickled Jack’s chest. “Pari

his head swell and want to visit. Not many find the God of the Underworld that interesting other than just being fearful of

th drifted off to sleep dreaming for their one and only daug

POV

had immediately started breathing heavily, placing a hand over my chest as my heart began to slow a

ough on the bandages. It was old blood that had turned dark, so I had to be sleeping for a while.

tty pissed when he came to my rescue.

ard a groan on the floor, only to be met with large yellow eyes. Cerebrus purred as he stood up and gave me a quick lick on my cheek as my head leaned over the bed.

ing to do,” I gave a pointed look at him as he looked sheepish.

n’t do that!” squealed. Hades gave that wonderful low laugh as he sat on the bed and pulled the sheet down. He was no longer with his bright blonde hair and skin but

xplain,” I held back a smile. At first, Hades looked worried until that devilish smirk came into view. He touched my uninjured leg, and I instantly melted at his touch.

ched me,” my lip quivered, remembering that part. I could deal with the scratches and being dragged, but that incubus house was downright frightening. Hades got up and pulled me to his lap, being careful of the bandages on my leg. There was a low growl in his chest as

get it. If he had told me that from the very beginning, he was a god, I would have laughed at him and then died of a brain aneurism.

re THE Hades?” I questioned.

ersephone should be down here. I mean, he stole her, brought her here, and she at that pomegranate. I sat up straight, startling him as I looked at him in the eye.

is room and go find a job. I’m not staying down here to be used; I’m better than that. I’m thankful he and the rest of them saved me, but that doesn’t mean

lived down here for over a thousand years. She is with some angel now, Nero?” He questioned himself. “I’m not really sure who she’s mated to.” Hade’s rubbed his chin with a bit of stubble that started growing. The questioning look on his face was cute when he thought, but I still

imalistic tendencies between people taking their s****l frustrations out on each other. I’ve seen it in the club, and it was disgusting.

ing of jealousness was fading into sadness until Hades made me straddle his waist.

e with her. “I thought it was love; it wasn’t. She didn’t care about me as I did with her, and I was bitter about it for a long time. Not once did I touch her, force her into anything. Except live in the Underworld,” he whispered that last bit. “I was an angry person because I was alone and no one wanted me, and I had no one to love un

; we had only known each other for such a small amount of time; how could he have feelings like that? Then again, he was the only one that gave me the wonderful warm fuzzies I get just mentioning his name. My body heat

soulmate.”