Emma's POV The dining area was already buzzing with energy by the time I arrived. Alphas from other packs were seated around the grand table, their voices mingling in low conversation as they waited for the meal to begin. The air was thick with the scent of power and dominance, a mix of scents that marked the presence of so many strong wolves in one place. I had tried to look for him—my Alpha. I could sense him, his scent lingering faintly in the air, teasing me with its proximity. But no matter where I looked, he was nowhere to be found. It was as if he was intentionally avoiding me, keeping his distance despite the bond that pulled at both of us. My heart ached with the knowledge, but who could I blame? After last night, it was clear that he wanted nothing to do with me, and I was left to navigate this gathering alone. With a sigh, I found a seat among the other omega, their polite chatter barely registering as I sat down. The table was set, the food arranged
Emma's POV Gregory’s words hit me like a slap, sharp and sudden. “Have I not told you to stay away from me? What is this you're doing?" His voice, cold and distant, sliced through the air like a winter breeze, sending a chill down my spine. My heart twisted in my chest, each beat heavier than the last. I tried to hold the plate steady, but my hands betrayed me, trembling under the weight of his disdain. The Omega next to him—tall, confident—stepped forward. Her smile, sickly sweet, didn’t reach her eyes. “Oh, are you okay? Hope everything is fine. Hope everything is good,” she chirped, her tone laced with false concern. Her eyes sparkled with something I recognized too well: satisfaction. She was enjoying this. I lowered my gaze, stepping back. She had every right to be so close to Gregory, to touch him without fear. Unlike me. I had no claim, no ground to stand on. Gregory’s glare was enough to make me feel small, a shadow barely worth acknowledging. I said nothing. M
Emma's Pov I hesitated at the doorway of the pack house, my feet rooted to the ground. I could still hear the laughter and chatter inside, the sound of celebration buzzing through the air. I wanted nothing more than to stay outside, away from all of it. But Luna Essa’s grip on my arm tightened, her determination unwavering. “Come on, Emma,” she urged, pulling me gently but firmly. “You’re part of this now. No more hiding.” “I-I don’t think—” I began, my voice barely above a whisper. But she was already dragging me toward the entrance, her steps decisive. The moment we stepped inside, the noise swallowed me whole. The room was filled with people, Omegas and Betas from other packs, all gathered to congratulate Alpha Gregory on finding his mate. I felt my stomach twist, the weight of their ignorance pressing down on me. They didn’t know the truth. They didn’t know that Gregory had rejected me, that he didn’t want me. I kept my head down, trying to avoid eye contact with an
Emma's Pov "We are just going to the mall," one of the omegas with red hair dared to voice out.But with one sharp look from Alpha Gregory, she immediately fell silent."Mother, can you tell me where you're taking my mate?" Gregory's voice was cold yet controlled as he stared at Luna Essa, waiting for a response.Luna Essa, however, took her time, pretending not to notice his intensity. When she finally spoke, I wished she hadn’t."So now, you think she's your mate? Gregory, I thought you were adamant about not accepting her. Why the sudden change?" Luna Essa questioned, raising an eyebrow in amusement.For a long moment, Gregory just stared at her, his eyes filled with frustration. He clenched his jaw before finally replying, his voice laced with irritation. "Mother, I am not in the mood for this right now."Without waiting for a response, Gregory's gaze shifted to me, locking onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. The room felt smaller, quieter, as if no one else
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