Emma's Pov As Gregory’s lips brushed against mine, my entire body stiffened with a sudden rush of heat. It was like a spark igniting something primal deep inside me, a force I couldn’t control. My breath hitched, my heart pounding against my chest. I should have stopped him. I knew I should. But the moment his touch found me, all sense of reason began to unravel. “Alpha... we need to stop,” I barely whispered, my voice shaky. I wanted to be firm, to sound like I meant it, but my resolve was fading with every passing second. My wolf, buried deep within me, whimpered softly, betraying the growing desire that was quickly taking over. He didn’t reply. He didn’t need to. Gregory lifted his hand and pressed a single finger to my lips, silencing me with a touch so light, yet it felt like it had the weight of the world. His eyes bore into mine, dark and intense, and I found myself unable to look away. His gaze seemed to consume me, drawing me in, and a deep, shuddering b
Gregory's Pov The moment I saw her walk into the pack’s living room in that red dress, I was bewitched. The fabric clung to her curves, showing off every line, every delicate shape. She was stunning, the kind of beauty that made everyone stop and stare—but it was more than that for me. That dress defined her so well that I felt a surge of possessiveness rise up in me. From the second she stepped in, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She didn’t see me at first, but I watched as she looked around, her gaze searching. I knew exactly who she was looking for—me. A part of me felt satisfaction at that, but the other part was frustrated because she had no idea what she did to me. I tried to focus, tried to concentrate on the conversations happening around me, but I couldn’t. All I could think about was her. And then she spoke to him, that Alpha. The annoyance burned through me instantly. What could she possibly be talking to him about? I clenched my fists, feeling the irritati
Gregory's Pov I sat there, my head in my hands, my thoughts a tangled mess. My mother had already reached the door, ready to leave, but I couldn’t hold it in anymore. “I don’t understand,” I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. “I just wish she hadn’t been with someone else before me.” She paused, hand on the doorknob, and slowly turned back. Her eyes softened, but I could still see the disappointment in them. I couldn’t bring myself to look up; instead, I kept my gaze on the floor, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on me. “I’ve never felt like this before,” I continued, the words spilling out now. “Every time I try to get closer to her, the thought of someone else touching her drives me insane. It’s like I’m losing control, and I don’t know what to do.” My mother sighed and walked back toward me. She didn’t sit, but I could feel her presence right in front of me. “Gregory, I raised you better than this,” she said, her voice firm but gentle. “I rais
Emma's Pov I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection in the oversized bedroom. It felt suffocatingly unfamiliar, so much larger and more luxurious than the cramped room I had grown up in under my father’s roof. A lump formed in my throat as memories of that time came flooding back—the memories of what he had done, the pain he had caused me. My father, the man who should have protected me, had sold me off to those half-heirs. I was nothing more than a pawn in his twisted games, forced to endure their cruel advances. They came without warning, without care for my refusal or struggles. Whether I fought or screamed, they did as they pleased, inflicting agony every time they touched me. Some would slap me, others punched me until I was black and blue, laughing as I lay broken on the floor. Each visit left new scars, both visible and hidden deep inside me. They enjoyed watching me crumble, feeding off my helplessness. A tear slipped down my cheek at t
Gregory's Pov I stirred slightly, feeling the warmth of Emma’s body in my arms. My eyes fluttered open, and I realized we had fallen asleep together. She had cried herself to sleep after I had tried to comfort her, and now here we were, tangled in each other. I gazed down at her, her head resting softly against my chest, her breathing steady and peaceful. For the first time, I was able to really look at her. The soft, delicate features of her face caught my attention. She had long lashes that brushed against her cheeks as she slept, and under her left eye, there was a faint scar—one I hadn’t noticed before. My fingers moved almost involuntarily, tracing the small scar gently, feeling the ridges of her skin. I wondered how she got it and what pain it might have caused her. A strange pull started inside me. I could feel an urge to kiss her, to close the small distance between us, but I fought against it. She was so vulnerable, and I knew this wasn’t the right ti
Emma's Pov I tossed and turned in my sleep, feeling restless. Alpha Georgory's arms were wrapped tightly around me, pulling me close. My back was pressed firmly against his chest, and my buttocks... they were right against his crotch. His body heat surrounded me, and it felt foreign yet strangely comforting. This was the first time he’d ever held me so close, and my mind couldn’t quite process it. Tears pricked at my eyes, not from pain, but from the overwhelming sensation of being held by him. As I shifted again, I heard a low groan escape from him, vibrating against my back. "Emma," his voice was strained, "I appreciate the movement, but if you keep doing that... I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself." Heat rushed to my face, and I quickly tried to pull away, embarrassed by my body’s reaction. But just as I tried to slip from his grasp, Georgory tightened his hold, dragging me back against him. That’s when I felt it—his arousal, hard against me. The im
Gregory's Pov I’m going to kill him. The thought pounded in my head as I stalked across the pack grounds, barely restraining the urge to knock Tobias out. He was trailing behind me, as usual, making it impossible to escape the relentless irritation that was his existence. “Just leave me the hell alone, Tobias,” I muttered through clenched teeth, the ache from a sleepless night weighing on me. “Oh, come on, chill out!” Tobias laughed, jogging up beside me, eyes gleaming with mischief. “What’s wrong, huh? You look like shit. Those bags under your eyes, man—wait, wait, don’t tell me…” I shot him a withering glare. “Don’t tell you what?” Before I could stop him, Tobias leaped onto my back, hooking an arm around my neck, grinning like an idiot. “Did it happen?” he whispered, leaning close like he was sharing some big secret. “Did you finally let go of all that tension? Huh? Get a little release last night?” The audacity. I felt my fist curl, a dangerous calm settling o
Gregory's Pov As Tobias and I entered the pack house, a group of young children came running toward us, their laughter echoing through the halls. One little boy, with striking sea-blue eyes that looked like Emma's eyes, darted ahead of the others and latched onto my leg, his small arms clinging tightly. I couldn’t help but bend down to pick him up, his infectious giggles filling the air as he played with my hair. Tobias scoffed from the side, shaking his head. “Why is it that everyone always loves you? I’m literally right here, and it’s like I don’t exist.” I smirked, glancing over at him. “Maybe if you used your brain every once in a while, they’d like you too.” Feigning offense, Tobias clutched his chest in exaggerated disbelief. “Oh, I see how it is. You’re saying I’ve got no brains? Oh, my poor, fragile heart!” I chuckled, ignoring his theatrics as the boy in my arms continued to giggle, tugging at my hair with delight. Just as I dropped the little boy back on the