*Rosalie‘s POV A long sigh escaped my lips as I put down the second book I had finished on the soft surface of my comforter. Day two of Ethan‘s visitors being within the pack grounds, and I was getting bored being cooped up in my room. I shook my head – who did I think I was? Talon told me it was for my safety, but I knew he was just trying to be nice. I was bought, and I only had one purpose for Alpha Ethan. Just because Talon tried his best to provide me privacy didn‘t mean that I was much different from a prisoner – I had no right to question what was arranged for me. However, the more time I spent here, the more I tended to forget that. I craved communication with someone other than my own thoughts. Of course, Vicky and Talon took turns checking on me, but I wanted more – Yes, I was hopelessly missing Ethan. His intoxicating scent, the gentle caress of his hands… God, I was being ridiculous. My face turned red, and I rolled my eyes at my internal dilemma. I laid back upon my bed and stared at the ceiling above, unsure of what to do next. I could hear sounds of music from below; it seemed like the crowd was having fun. Who would associate Drogomor pack with the word ‘fun?‘ At least, I wouldn‘t have believed that until I really had really gotten them. I could hear young women‘s giggles and laughter through my open window. Was Ethan being entertained by other women? And would he smile at them? He probably wouldn‘t… but what if he would? I had never seen his smile, and I couldn‘t imagine that. What‘s more, the thought that other women could make him smile really upset me. ‘What‘s wrong with you, Rosalie!’ I berated myself. ‘You‘re a simple breeder. Know your place!‘ However, scolding myself didn‘t make me feel any better. In fact, it made me… jealous, to a point where I almost didn‘t recognize the feeling. The sun had long before set, and I could see the glorious bright full moon above. Tonight they would shift and run in a group. It seemed to be something Ethan and his pack did every full moon. It showed such unity between them, and I was delighted by the chance to witness it from a distance as they took off in a mass of fur while the sounds of their howls filled the night sky. “I wish I was out there…” I whispered softly to myself, wrapping the cashmere blanket around my arms tighter as I smiled up at the moon, thinking about Ethan. I couldn‘t help the soft sound of a song that rose from me. The words softly left my lips as I looked out at the night. As I thought about everything that had transpired between him and me, the feelings that were growing inside me scared me to my core. I wasn‘t upset by restricted freedom… Just lonely without him. All of sudden, a sound from outside of the window drew my attention. I slid from the bed and moved towards the open window. The room I was in was three stories up, but

– Chapter 21: Lock Down still, the noise startled me. I stared down, trying to see what was there, my long hair slipping over my shoulders in long waves as I peered into the darkness.copy right hot novel pub