Gregory's POV I was deep in sleep, my arms wrapped around her, her soft body pressed against mine, both of us warm and content after everything that had happened. The bond between us was a constant hum in the back of my mind, comforting, but now, something stirred me awake. It started as a subtle tickle, a familiar scent that grew stronger and more potent with each breath. Her scent—thick and sweet, like the first night—filled the air, wrapping around me, making my blood run hot. My wolf stirred inside, growling low, my body reacting instantly. I shifted on the bed, trying to push the haze of sleep away, but the scent of her arousal had me fully awake in seconds. My cock throbbed painfully hard, straining against her thigh, and my control frayed at the edges as the primal urge to claim her again surged through me. I opened my eyes to find her next to me, her back arched slightly, hips shifting restlessly on the sheets. Her face was flushed, lips parted as small, nee
Emma's Po Emma’s POV I woke up feeling like I had been hit by a truck—twice. Every muscle in my body ached, sore from the wild night before. A groan escaped me as I shifted, the soft sheets clinging to my skin. My entire body felt heavy, as if I had been wrung out and left to dry in the sun. Honestly, it was a miracle I even woke up at all. The soreness reminded me of exactly what happened last night. My face heated, and a soft giggle bubbled up before I could stop it. Gregory and I… well, there was no hiding it. We had been going at it like crazed animals, which wasn’t far from the truth, really. My mind flashed to his hands, his lips, his body moving against mine... “Oh my goddess…” I muttered under my breath, rubbing my eyes to push the memories back. But the soreness in my limbs wasn’t about to let me forget. I reached over to Gregory’s side of the bed, expecting to feel his warmth, but all I found were cold sheets. I blinked, turning to look. His side was empty,
Emma's Pov As I made my way downstairs, the soft hum of voices reached my ears. Laughter floated up from below, mixing with the clatter of dishes and chairs scraping against the floor. It was lively—unusual, considering the quiet, tense atmosphere that usually followed Gregory around. I paused on the stairs for a moment, listening closely. Among the chatter, I picked out a voice I knew all too well. Gregory’s deep, commanding tone. But there was another voice, one that sounded almost... like his? I frowned, my curiosity piqued. Who’s here? I wondered, my feet carrying me the rest of the way down the stairs. I wasn’t sure what to expect. Gregory didn’t seem like the type to have casual guests over for breakfast. As I turned the corner and entered the dining room, the scene that greeted me took me by surprise. Gregory was seated at the head of the table, his usual brooding air nowhere to be found. He looked... relaxed. His mother, Luna Essa, was seated beside him
Emma's Pov Daniel looked at me with a teasing smile, completely brushing off the tension that hung in the air. “Don’t mind them,” he said smoothly. “May I know the name of this lovely, beautiful lady?” I felt my face heat up instantly. Great, another one who’s going to make me blush today. I was about to respond, but before I could even open my mouth, Ati’s voice cut through the room like ice. “Oh Daniel, don’t waste your time,” she sneered, glaring at me with disdain. “She’s just a slutty bitch who pretends to be innocent. Right, Emma?” Her words stung like a slap across my face, and the silence that followed was suffocating. Gregory’s chair scraped against the floor as he shot up, his eyes burning with fury. His voice came out in a dangerous growl, each word heavy with authority. “Get out,” he ordered, fists clenched tightly at his sides. “I said, get out.” Ati's eyes widened in shock, but her expression quickly shifted to a mocking smile. “Alpha, it’s me, At
Emma’s POV As Daniel and I strolled back toward the pack house, I couldn't help but feel relieved. Daniel had this natural ability to lift the mood with his light-hearted banter. He had been cracking jokes, pointing out random things along the way, and generally making me laugh in ways I hadn't in a long time. It was easy with him, like the weight I usually carried around vanished when I was with him. The pack house came into view, and just as I was beginning to feel truly relaxed, I saw him—Gregory. He was standing there like a storm cloud, arms crossed, a deep scowl etched into his face. My heart sank instantly. What now? I hated how tense I got around him sometimes, like I had to constantly walk on eggshells. "Look at him," Daniel muttered, his voice dropping low. He followed my gaze to Gregory, who was glaring at us from a distance. "Here we go again. It’s that same old angry face. You’d think the man never smiled." I glanced at Daniel, trying not to giggle.
Georgory's Pov I’m not sure which part of me was angrier—the part that had watched Danny touch her hand, or the part that knew she didn’t even realize why it was driving me crazy. As soon as we entered the room, I shut the door with a soft click that seemed too loud in the silence. Emma flinched slightly, her wide eyes on me, clearly nervous about what was coming. I stalked toward her, feeling the anger mix with something else I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Possessiveness, maybe. Or maybe just raw frustration. It didn’t matter. I wasn’t going to let this slide. Without a word, I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall, staring at her. Her eyes flickered with confusion, and she took a small step back, biting her lower lip. The sight of her nervous, unsure, only made that knot inside me tighten. “G-Gregory…?” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Did I… do something wrong?” I could see her trying to piece together what was happening, trying to figu
Emma's Pov I can’t believe it’s finally here. After a month of trying to get used to this pack, today is the day. The day I’m crowned Luna and officially initiated into the TMN wolf pack. My stomach churns with a mix of excitement and nerves as I stand in front of the mirror, adjusting the dress they’d given me. It’s a deep, regal blue—something I’d never pick out for myself, but it’s beautiful.“You ready?” I hear Gregory’s voice from the doorway, deep and calm like always, though I can feel the tension rolling off him. He wants everything to go perfectly, I know that much.“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I say, turning to face him. He’s already dressed in his ceremonial robes, looking every bit the Alpha he is.He smiles, that small, secretive one he saves for moments like these. “Good. Because everyone’s waiting.”I take a deep breath and follow him out of the room, trying to ignore the pounding of my heart. The entire pack is gathered outside in the clearing, which is decorated
Emma's PovThe afternoon sun shone down on the park, casting a warm golden glow over the children playing around me. Their laughter was infectious, making me forget, at least for a little while, the tension that always seemed to hang in the air. I sat on the grass, legs crossed, watching as a group of them ran circles around me, their energy boundless."Emma, where are you from?" A little girl, her pigtails bouncing as she ran, plopped herself down beside me. Her name was Kara, and she was one of the more inquisitive ones in the group. I smiled at her, amused by her curiosity."I'm from far away," I said, my voice light, not wanting to get into details. It felt good just to be Emma for now, not Luna, not the stranger everyone whispered about. Just Emma, sitting with kids who didn't care about the complicated politics of the pack."How far?" Another boy chimed in, his big brown eyes wide with wonder. I recognized him as Alex, one of the newer members of the pack."Very far," I repl