Emily’s PovI was so happy, relieved and excited and I couldn’t believe how today had taken a shocking turn from a livingnightmare to the best daydream ever. According to Blade, Mathilda was fine and was receiving treatments at the hospital which was a huge relief to my burdened mind but what actually pleased me the most was the fact that Blade was innocent of all the charges that had been placed on him. At least he had said that he hadn’t done them and I couldn’t doubt him because of how much I loved him. “Today is literally the best day of my life, everything has turned out perfectly. It seems too good to be true.” I said with extreme delight. “Mathilda’s fine and we’re also fine.” I saw something in his facial expression which drew my attention. The moment I had mentioned about us being fine, a sad look wafted through his entire face. “Why are you with that long face?” I asked. He smiled faintly. “Well, you’re right. We are fine, at least for now.”“What do you
Emily’s POV I walked out of the coffee shop after saying goodnight to the old lady. The time on my phone said ten minutes to eight and I knew that I was in real trouble as dinner time was by eight and there was no way that I could make it back on time. Blade was still talking to the old lady who appeared to be annoyed for reasons I had no idea of but that wasn’t even bothering me as I couldn’t get the thought of losing Blade out of my mind. The fear of it made me quite unsettled but it also gave me more determination to steal the necklace from Dexter. I looked up at the night sky and i made a silent prayer to the moon goddess. For the first time in my life, I had found someone that I could trust and confide in, someone whom I couldn’t let go of and I didn’t want to lose him. From behind, Blade wrapped his arms around me and looked up at the sky. “What are you doing?” “Staring at the stars,” I replied, unwilling to tell him that I was actually praying for
Blade’s POVI knew that I should probably trust her but I couldn’t. Something about the whole story seemed off but I just couldn’t point out to what it was. So, I kissed her cold cheeks, her forehead and then her trembling lips before telling her goodnight. I felt very uneasy with everything she did. From the way her eyes lowered to how frequently she forced a smile and nodded her head in anxiety, I couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong. What was she lying to me about? What was she trying to hide from me? In spite of my worries, I kept my thoughts to myself and watched her carefully as she got into a cab and disappeared from my sight. I don’t know how long I stood there, motionless, looking at the spot she had been standing and replaying all her awkward actions and strange behaviors she had displayed this evening. I remained there until the old hands of the coffee granny gripped my shoulders, knocking me out of my thoughts. “Why are you standing here like a
Emily’s Pov My hands were shaking, my whole body was shivering and my breath was heavy and irregular. Unknown to me, I was gasping softly for air and the cab driver noticed it. “Are you alright, miss?” He asked, his eyes pinned on me through the rear mirror. “Yeah,” I nodded. “Can you breathe well or should I lower all the windows?” He asked, trying to help. “No, I’m alright.” I said with a cracked hazy voice, burying a sob underneath it. The cab driver was quiet for a while but I knew he still had something to say as his eyes met mine over and over again through the rear mirror. “That man that you were with,” He began. “What about him?” I asked. “Don’t mean to pry but… did he hurt you?” I was shocked by his question and he mistook my silence for a sign that I had been hurt. His hands went to his cellphone. “If he did, I can call the police. They might still be able to get him before…” “What makes you think that he hurt me?” I asked,
Emily’s POVMy heart was pacing so fast that I could hear it over Mum and Dad’s discussion. I took in deep breaths, drank two full bottles of water, attempted to meditate but yet nothing seemed to calm me down. My hands still trembled and I couldn’t help the heaviness of my breath. We were at the packhouse already and my parents were talking to other senior werewolves. I jerked back, yelping in fright when my mother touched my arm, drawing me back to reality. “Are you okay?” Mum and Dad asked chorally with genuine concern. Other senior wolves didn’t look bothered at all as they all wore mean smirks and scowls on their faces, expressing their undisguised disdain towards me. They all knew me as a malicious and mischievous kid who never went by the rules and who was prone to crimes and other silly shenanigans. Although they never spoke their mind to my own hearing—probably because they were scared of offending Alpha Dexter—I knew about their ill opinions
Emily’s POV “Pick up, pick up please,” I said, worriedly as I dialed Blade’s line repeatedly. “Come on… Please.” I was about five hundred meters away from the packhouse terrain, hiding under the canopy of a large shrub but I was still frightened. “Fuck!” I cursed, throwing the phone to the rough ground and watching it tumble before coming to rest on the wet root of an oak tree. Regretfully, I went over to the tree and picked my phone back up, wiping off the dirt and stain marks on it. Fortunately, it had only sustained a few cracks. Trembling from head to toe, I sat down with my back against the tough jagged bark of the tree, holding onto my phone like it was my only source of hope. I couldn’t remain here. I was certain that any minute from now, they’d find out that I was missing —that’s if they hadn’t found out already. I turned on my phone and then texted a message to Blade, telling him to meet me immediately at the coffee shop and that I had his necklac
Blade’s Pov I was still a bit shocked by Emily’s entire countenance, I hadn’t expected her to be scared of leaving Haven. Apparently, I had been wrong for thinking that she didn’t have a strong tie to Haven. I was currently driving back to Camila’s cottage in Camila’s car. Emily had insisted to stay at the backseat which only proved that she was really annoyed with me for reasons I didn’t know of. From the rear mirror, I could see her looking outside through the rolled down window. Despite how gloomy and worried she appeared, she was still as charming and bewitching as always. Her sky blue eyes were dreamy and I wondered what she had on her mind, I wondered what could make the jovial and cheerful Emily have frown lines on her forehead. Maia was beside me, looking into her phone and scrolling uninterestedly through social media platforms. Although Maia wasn’t interested in things like that, I had insisted that she opened accounts on social media platforms to at lea
Emily’s POVWith the assistance of Camila, I had gotten into a cab and was headed back home. After being threatened by Camila, the cab driver kept his lips shut and all his concern to himself but that didn’t stop him from looking at me from time to time through the rear mirror. Camila had managed to clean the deep cut in my stomach where Blade—or should I say Jordan, his wolf—had attacked me. She had even helped me put a bandage over it but it had done little in alleviating my pain. Although the cab driver couldn’t see my stomach cut, the scary bruises on my hands and neck were enough for anyone to be worried. It was already late and I was sure that my family would be eating dinner by now, wondering how unfortunate they were to have someone like me as a part of them. All that didn’t matter right now. What I wanted was the comfort of my bedroom, the solitude of my personal space and definitely some painkillers in my bathroom and a calm and peaceful sleep to forget about everyt
Blade’s POVI woke up groaning in pain as the first thing I felt was a twinge in the lower part of my back. Then the next bundle of pain came right after from my forehead and when I reached out to it, I felt a bandage around my head. The door opened and although my sight was quite blurry, I could still make out the image of Camila. She had a good scent and was in a different outfit which was a good sign that things were getting better. “See who’s awake,” She said, cheerfully as she walked over to the shutters and opened them. I winced as the morning light caught me unaware and sent bells ringing in my head. “Are you okay?” She worried. “Should I shut it?” “No, it’s okay,” I said as my eyes began to adjust to the light. “I’m alright.”“That’s good,” She said, dropping the tray she had in her hand by the side of the bed. “I got you your favorite breakfast.” “Thanks, Cam but… I don’t really feel like eating anything right now.” She agreed with me. “That’s
Emily’s POVWith the assistance of Camila, I had gotten into a cab and was headed back home. After being threatened by Camila, the cab driver kept his lips shut and all his concern to himself but that didn’t stop him from looking at me from time to time through the rear mirror. Camila had managed to clean the deep cut in my stomach where Blade—or should I say Jordan, his wolf—had attacked me. She had even helped me put a bandage over it but it had done little in alleviating my pain. Although the cab driver couldn’t see my stomach cut, the scary bruises on my hands and neck were enough for anyone to be worried. It was already late and I was sure that my family would be eating dinner by now, wondering how unfortunate they were to have someone like me as a part of them. All that didn’t matter right now. What I wanted was the comfort of my bedroom, the solitude of my personal space and definitely some painkillers in my bathroom and a calm and peaceful sleep to forget about everyt
Blade’s Pov I was still a bit shocked by Emily’s entire countenance, I hadn’t expected her to be scared of leaving Haven. Apparently, I had been wrong for thinking that she didn’t have a strong tie to Haven. I was currently driving back to Camila’s cottage in Camila’s car. Emily had insisted to stay at the backseat which only proved that she was really annoyed with me for reasons I didn’t know of. From the rear mirror, I could see her looking outside through the rolled down window. Despite how gloomy and worried she appeared, she was still as charming and bewitching as always. Her sky blue eyes were dreamy and I wondered what she had on her mind, I wondered what could make the jovial and cheerful Emily have frown lines on her forehead. Maia was beside me, looking into her phone and scrolling uninterestedly through social media platforms. Although Maia wasn’t interested in things like that, I had insisted that she opened accounts on social media platforms to at lea
Emily’s POV “Pick up, pick up please,” I said, worriedly as I dialed Blade’s line repeatedly. “Come on… Please.” I was about five hundred meters away from the packhouse terrain, hiding under the canopy of a large shrub but I was still frightened. “Fuck!” I cursed, throwing the phone to the rough ground and watching it tumble before coming to rest on the wet root of an oak tree. Regretfully, I went over to the tree and picked my phone back up, wiping off the dirt and stain marks on it. Fortunately, it had only sustained a few cracks. Trembling from head to toe, I sat down with my back against the tough jagged bark of the tree, holding onto my phone like it was my only source of hope. I couldn’t remain here. I was certain that any minute from now, they’d find out that I was missing —that’s if they hadn’t found out already. I turned on my phone and then texted a message to Blade, telling him to meet me immediately at the coffee shop and that I had his necklac
Emily’s POVMy heart was pacing so fast that I could hear it over Mum and Dad’s discussion. I took in deep breaths, drank two full bottles of water, attempted to meditate but yet nothing seemed to calm me down. My hands still trembled and I couldn’t help the heaviness of my breath. We were at the packhouse already and my parents were talking to other senior werewolves. I jerked back, yelping in fright when my mother touched my arm, drawing me back to reality. “Are you okay?” Mum and Dad asked chorally with genuine concern. Other senior wolves didn’t look bothered at all as they all wore mean smirks and scowls on their faces, expressing their undisguised disdain towards me. They all knew me as a malicious and mischievous kid who never went by the rules and who was prone to crimes and other silly shenanigans. Although they never spoke their mind to my own hearing—probably because they were scared of offending Alpha Dexter—I knew about their ill opinions
Emily’s Pov My hands were shaking, my whole body was shivering and my breath was heavy and irregular. Unknown to me, I was gasping softly for air and the cab driver noticed it. “Are you alright, miss?” He asked, his eyes pinned on me through the rear mirror. “Yeah,” I nodded. “Can you breathe well or should I lower all the windows?” He asked, trying to help. “No, I’m alright.” I said with a cracked hazy voice, burying a sob underneath it. The cab driver was quiet for a while but I knew he still had something to say as his eyes met mine over and over again through the rear mirror. “That man that you were with,” He began. “What about him?” I asked. “Don’t mean to pry but… did he hurt you?” I was shocked by his question and he mistook my silence for a sign that I had been hurt. His hands went to his cellphone. “If he did, I can call the police. They might still be able to get him before…” “What makes you think that he hurt me?” I asked,
Blade’s POVI knew that I should probably trust her but I couldn’t. Something about the whole story seemed off but I just couldn’t point out to what it was. So, I kissed her cold cheeks, her forehead and then her trembling lips before telling her goodnight. I felt very uneasy with everything she did. From the way her eyes lowered to how frequently she forced a smile and nodded her head in anxiety, I couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong. What was she lying to me about? What was she trying to hide from me? In spite of my worries, I kept my thoughts to myself and watched her carefully as she got into a cab and disappeared from my sight. I don’t know how long I stood there, motionless, looking at the spot she had been standing and replaying all her awkward actions and strange behaviors she had displayed this evening. I remained there until the old hands of the coffee granny gripped my shoulders, knocking me out of my thoughts. “Why are you standing here like a
Emily’s POV I walked out of the coffee shop after saying goodnight to the old lady. The time on my phone said ten minutes to eight and I knew that I was in real trouble as dinner time was by eight and there was no way that I could make it back on time. Blade was still talking to the old lady who appeared to be annoyed for reasons I had no idea of but that wasn’t even bothering me as I couldn’t get the thought of losing Blade out of my mind. The fear of it made me quite unsettled but it also gave me more determination to steal the necklace from Dexter. I looked up at the night sky and i made a silent prayer to the moon goddess. For the first time in my life, I had found someone that I could trust and confide in, someone whom I couldn’t let go of and I didn’t want to lose him. From behind, Blade wrapped his arms around me and looked up at the sky. “What are you doing?” “Staring at the stars,” I replied, unwilling to tell him that I was actually praying for
Emily’s PovI was so happy, relieved and excited and I couldn’t believe how today had taken a shocking turn from a livingnightmare to the best daydream ever. According to Blade, Mathilda was fine and was receiving treatments at the hospital which was a huge relief to my burdened mind but what actually pleased me the most was the fact that Blade was innocent of all the charges that had been placed on him. At least he had said that he hadn’t done them and I couldn’t doubt him because of how much I loved him. “Today is literally the best day of my life, everything has turned out perfectly. It seems too good to be true.” I said with extreme delight. “Mathilda’s fine and we’re also fine.” I saw something in his facial expression which drew my attention. The moment I had mentioned about us being fine, a sad look wafted through his entire face. “Why are you with that long face?” I asked. He smiled faintly. “Well, you’re right. We are fine, at least for now.”“What do you