Emily's POV “Hi, I've been wanting to talk to you.” I said to Damon. It's been two weeks since the wedding, and our marriage was yet to be consummated, but that wasn't a pressing issue, not for me at least. “What is it?” Damon asked, stretching out his hand, as I wore his Richard Mille on his wrists. “I've been thinking,” I started, “Can I see a friend?” I asked him. My heart was in my mouth as I spoke. “You never mentioned that to me.” Damon replied, “Please be fast about that.” He added, referring to how I was fidgeting with the watch. Tending to the Alpha was my utmost duty. He'd made me understand that there's very little input I could ever put into pack administration, or business, and so I should stick to minding him. And that's what I did. “Yeah.” I admitted. “I only thought about her last night. We were friends at the orphanage.” “And you think someone like that would be fit as a company for a Luna?”He asked, still not looking at me. I finally was able to
Emily's POV “You better get going then. Tell your friend to come by, I could use some company. She will wait for you. That's as long as you're here before seven pm, cause Damon arrives by eight.” Dathan said. Tears pooled in my eyes as Dathan talked. Someone so genuinely kind to me couldn't be coincidental. “Thank you.” I said. “She works on the farm, but I have a number she slipped into my skirt when she was taken away.” “Call her then. You're Luna, you can summon her from the farm.” Dathan replied. “Damon taps all my calls.” I suddenly remembered. “Can I use your phone?” “And what's to say that he does not tap mine?” Dathan asked me. But I knew he was joking. He'd never allow that. Dathan is the only person who could stand up to Damon. “Pretty please.” I begged him. “It's right next to you, on the bedside table.” He gave up. “Thank you.” I squealed and reached for it. I called the number Zyna left three times, there was no response, so I gave up. “As I
Emily's POV “He's a tough boy.” Farh said. At first, I thought I hadn't heard well. Servants were sworn to secrecy, much more those who served directly with Alpha’s and Lunas. “He takes after his father's stubbornness.” Farh added. “You mean Alpha Damon III?” I asked Farh. I could never get used to referring to them, or reversing them any less than I did. Alpha’s were the Moon Goddess ears, and eyes and heart on earth. They were not to be disrespected, that's what Nala said. “He was a good man.” He added. “I know deep down, Damon is too.” “I want to think the same.” I sighed. Farh turned off the car, which meant the air conditioner was gonna be off too. “Why did you turn the engine off?” I asked him, surprised. “I just remembered that all our conversations are recorded as long as the car is on.” Farh confided, leaving me wide eyed. “What sort of a life is this?” I asked myself, scared. “You don't have to be afraid. It's hard and rough in the beginning. Y
Damon's POV “Please just let her go.” Emily begged as I observed the strange fellow in her room. It was palace rules not to receive guests in any other parts of the palace, except the living room specifically designed for them. I looked at Emily, and wondered how much more I could take. Every single day with her makes it seem like I made a mistake. “Who are you?” I asked the girl I saw in my Luna’s room. “I'm Zyna, Sir.” She said, bowing. I looked back at Emily without saying a word. “The friend who works on the farm?” I asked her, and she confirmed with a nervous bob of her head. I chuckled a little before leaving them both in the room. That's the thing with keeping women less busy. They start to create work for themselves, investigative jobs. As I walked back to my room, I wondered how I could get time off Emily's hands. I didn't want her interacting directly with anyone but Nala and I. I needed to consult with Nala. “Are you in?” I knocked on her door and ope
Damon's POV “That's not what I'm doing.” Emily replied. “Then tell me why your watch is not in your hand? Did you get busy? Was it in your way of doing something? Why did you take it off? Oh, or is my ring gonna start bothering you anytime soon too? Would you like to take that too off?” I was so pissed, and already failing at keeping my cool. “I visited Dathan earlier in the day.” She swallowed hard. “I must have left it there.” “Is that a probability or you're sure you did?” I asked her. “I'm sure I did.” Emily replied. “May I ask why you were there?” I asked, towering over her. “No.” She said, I paused a bit. Maybe she's lost her mind. “No, you may not.” “That's just a fancy way of asking. Pardon my manners.” I chuckled a bit. “Why were you in Dathan’s room? Alone?” I added for emphasis. “I need peace and quiet from the chaos in this palace.” She replied. Emily's head was bent in subordination, but her replies couldn't have been more rebellious. “And
Emily's POV “Hey.” I said, as soon as Dathan picked the call. “I see you're one stubborn girl.” Dathan laughed. “I'm your Luna.” I said, in mock contempt of how he addressed me. “Pardon me, Ma'am.” Dathan replied in the same tone. “I'm really sorry for whatever I've cost you.” I apologised, getting to the business of why I called. I didn't care if Damon had my calls intercepted. If he wasn't gonna let me see Dathan physically, I had to do it some other way. “Are you?” He asked, humour in his voice. “Are you really sorry?” “Uhm. I guess that depends on what being sorry entails.” I replied to him. “It kinda involves repenting, not repeating.” Dathan said, chuckling. “Then I'm not.” I replied, with utmost conviction. “But that's if it's totally fine with you.” “I've got nothing to lose.” Dathan said. “Lost them all already.” “You don't mean that.” I brushed his attempt at stoicism away. “What are you doing?” I asked him. “Do you want to invite me to d
Dathan’s POV “Breathe.” I told Emily as we walked through the dark corridors in the palace. “I'm trying to.” She replied, chuckling nervously. “Alright.” I said. I didn't want to embarrass her, or make her too self conscious. “Are you sure this is safe?” Emily asked. We were already approaching the elevator at the end of the corridor. At that point, if Damon opened his door, I'd have been caught in the most unexplainable of situations. Hand in hand with his Luna, in the dim lit corridor, heading for an elevator to shoot us all the way up. Thankfully, he didn't, and in no time, we were on our way up to the top of the palace. “Ever been in an elevator before?” I asked Emily. “No.” She replied. I could tell from how unsteady she was. We were defying gravity, and the feeling could make a first timer sick in the stomach. “It's no big deal, really. You'll get used to it.” I put her at ease. Emily and I stood side by side, she was too scared to move an inch, for fea
Emily's POV “How are you, really?” I asked Dathan. He seemed confused, which in turn made him defensive, a little too defensive. “I don't know these days.” He answered. “Why? Just say it. However it comes to your mind. That's the most original feeling.” “My mother wouldn't have thought that.” He replied. “You still miss her, don't you?” I asked, looking at his sunken eyes and jutting neckline. “Yeah.” He admitted. “Even though we never really were best of friends.” “Why is that?” I asked him. It's weird to imagine. Mothers are usually closer to the last born. “I've always asked myself that question.” He said, sighing. “At least up till last year. A curious mind is a disaster waiting to happen.” “What does that mean?” I asked him. My curiosity was beginning to peak,and Dathan didn't look like he was in a rush to tell the story. “I asked all the hard questions, had to. I noticed mom was beginning to get a little too aggressive. Stopped asking, I even contem
Emily's POV The day dragged on, after the eventful Mrs O'Connor. I rejected Damon's lunch offer, so he went ahead without me. As I sat alone, in his office, staring at where he used to be, I wondered what was really going on with the both of us. “Let's go home.” He said as he entered. It was still midday, well, some minutes after. The main man, the client who was coming in from the UK hadn't arrived yet, and he was planning to close. “Why?” I asked, surprised “I'm not in the mood for any more work.” He replied. “Well, I've still got a lot to do,” I countered, “Sir.” I added for the much needed effect. “You stop working when I say you should.” He growled at me. Damon was vexed. If I hadn't initially noticed the veins that'd begun to pop a little too much, I noticed the slit appearing in his eye,how his grip on the table had begun to dent it, the smell of his feral breath. “I'll start packing.” I said weakly. Damon made me wish I had my own wolf. I know I always
Emily's POV I don't know how I ever thought that icing Damon out and being his PA was gonna work. We arrived at the office and I did everything I let him do for me previously, by myself. I got my own door, let myself out of the car, stayed while the elevator took him up alone, pushed the elevator button by myself, opened his office door and sat right where I was supposed to be. “How many people do I meet today?”He asked me. “I'll check that right now and get back to you as soon as possible.” I said, with my phone in my hand. I scrolled through endless pictures of hot model guys, on purpose, so if he decides to snatch the phone out of my hands, he'd be riled up by what he sees. Contrary to what I thought, he didn't even move an inch from his chair. I finally got bored and set the phone down, making sure it was within sight for him. “Mr Murray by ten am, Mrs O’Connor by midday, and a staff meeting by two pm.” I read out his schedule. “You're also expecting a call from the m
Emily’s POV “Rise and shine, beautiful.” I opened my eyes a little, to see Damon's white set of teeth sending the sun rays in my direction. “What morning is it?” I grunted. “Wednesday?” He asked, laughing. “Do I have to go to work?” I asked, stretching my luck. For the past two weeks, I'd been my husband's personal assistant. Largely, it's been about arranging his affairs, organising his schedule, picking up after him. I didn't think it would be something I'd enjoy, but so far, I have. “Well, the clients can go to hell then.” Damon said and next to me. I knew he was being sarcastic. We had people from the UK coming in, and there's no way we could miss the mouth watering deal I saw on the paper just yesterday. “You aren't serious, are you?” I asked, my face half buried in the bed. “As long as you are not.” He said, snuggling close to me. “Ugh. I hate Wednesdays!” I replied. “I think you hate everyday you've gotta get up early and go to work.” He laughed je
Damon's POV “You know, Emily, in medieval times, a couple had to consummate their marriage in front of all the wedding guests, just to make sure no one backs out after the wedding.” I said. “Yeah, but there's no wedding and no guests here, just me trying to put something on.” She replied. “I know that.” I said. Looking away, not because her cheeks were terribly red with embarrassment, but also because I wanted to give myself some sense of suspense. “Damon, please just go back and wait for me on the bed.” She chuckled nervously. I heeded this time, for both our sakes. “Was that so hard?” She asked sarcastically as she re-entered If anyone had told me that this was all I needed to do to turn things around with Emily, I'd have done it right after the wedding. For two months, I'd lived in a hell I created for myself. I literally never pictured her smiling so freely and being unrestrainedly happy in my presence. “You look so beautiful with that smile on your face.” I
Emily's POV “Come on.” Dathan says weakly. “Why are you even mad?”. “I need my scarf as soon as she helps you up.” I said through my teeth, as quietly as possible. I looked at Zyna and forced a smile while at it. It's not that I was sad to see her, or angry or anything, I just would have appreciated it if Dathan had run it by me. “I never saw anyone so pissed because their friend showed up.” He chuckled. I gave him a very nasty look. So bold of him to crack jokes when I'd just risked my reputation to save him. “You know that's not why I'm angry.” I replied, picking my phone up in the most insuspicious way possible. “Well, now you have answers to the questions you were asking me.” He said, holding my hand then leaving it. I locked eyes with him, and tore my gaze away instantly. “Oh! And thank you for being here for me. I'd rather you not mention that I have seen my wolf to anyone in the house.” He said, another confidence I had to swear to. “Bye.” I said curtly,
Emily's POV As I entered my room, I wondered why Dathan acted the way he did. I was gonna have to see him, talk to him. In truth, things had begun to get a little webby between us, but it didn't take away the fact that I was indeed Damon's. Nervously, I changed out of my work clothes and rang the kitchen for my food to be served in my room. If I'd thought about it quickly, I'd just have gone to sit with Damon at the dining, cause dining alone in my room was going to raise eyebrows. “Where are you off to?” Damon's voice broke into my thoughts. I snapped out of my reverie and looked back into the mirror I'd been staring at for minutes, before I blanked out. I could see Damon through it, one hand on the door handle, and the other akimbo. “You look dressed for something else.” He added. “I just thought I could, you know..” I stalled a bit, considering the pros and cons of telling him the truth, “I thought I could check on Dathan.” “But you've had a busy day.” He smiled and ban
Damon's POV “What is wrong with you?!” I screamed at Emily as soon as the car door closed us from the outside world. “I don't think I know what you mean.” She replied, looking out her window. “I think you do.” I said to her, “And I'd very much prefer if you looked at me while we're having a conversation.” “I did not think this was gonna be a conversation.” Emily said. “I can't believe you.” I said. “How did we get here?” I asked “I'm sorry.” She apologized. I didn't expect it. She picked at her nails, and looked so hard at them while at it. But her calm was suspicious. Then I heard her sniff. “Babe?” I called out to her, passing my hand over her thighs. “I don't mean to be that way.” She added. “I know, I know, babe.” I put her head on my shoulder. “It just seemed like you weren't so proud of me.” Emily said. “Come on!” I rubbed her back, “That's not possible. You know it's been awfully long since I saw Adrian, I didn't know what to say and what not
Emily's POV “So how did you guys meet?” Adrian asked, beaming from side to side. “Never saw her once.” The chic next to him quipped. Maybe she was one of those girls they groom to be Luna. It's understandable that she hadn't seen me in her space. I looked to Damon to save the situation, but he looked away. For a second, I questioned if that was the same person who'd just been begging to know me better. “We met not too long ago.” I started, swallowing hard. I was pressured to start thinking of all the sweet terms to coat being an orphan, shipped to the palace as a maid, and ending up as the Alphas contract wife right after Luna passed. “Oh, I know about that. It's been a while since Damon and I went on our vacations, about six months, and he didn't mention anyone special, talk less of someone he was going to marry.” Adrian said. He was a talker, which would have been good if the lady with hawk eyes wasn't trying to pry my skin off my bones with her eyes. “Oh, that's
Emily's POV “What does that mean?” I asked Damon, alarmed. I couldn't have heard right. It's not possible. I know I was still yet to like him, it didn't mean I'd be prepared for the bombshell he just landed on me. “What do you mean? Is that even possible? How? Why? When did you decide that? You had to lie to me saying we were meeting some other Alpha? Are you serious?!” I could no longer take control of my own tongue. Just a minute ago, I was content with being fascinated by the wonderful golden fishes that swam above us, little did I know that the biggest fish was me. I'd taken the bait to be led where Damon could do whatever he liked with me. “You haven't even heard what I've got to say.” He said, begging me to sit still. For some reason, we didn't have company, and I was grateful for it. Cause right after the outburst, came tears. Just when I thought my life was beginning to get out together, Damon decides to leave me. But that's jot how it works in packs, according t