Dear readers,
I am so sorry for my long absence. I had been having a crap ton of health issues that made it nearly impossible for me to update. While I'm still having a plethora of problems, I'm finally back and ready to continue Kade and Emilia's story. I plan to update at least every other day as I slowly get back into the habit of writing again. (And reviewing all of my notes to remember everything there is to know about Emilia, Kade, and the rest of the family!)
If you stuck around waiting for an update, thank you!
Emilia’s POVMy heart pounds in my chest at his offer. I have thought about this day for years. For eleven years I have wanted nothing more than to reunite with my family, and now that the offer is staring me in the face, I am terrified. What if he wants nothing to do with me? I mean I have nothing to offer my family, at least what remains of it, unless they want someone filled with enough trauma and pain to last a damn lifetime. Armani is staring at me, waiting for me to give him an answer. Instead of doing what I desperately want and running to hide in my room, away from my fears, I nod. “I think I will like that a lot,” I tell him quietly.“Do you think he will want to see me? He won’t mind if you bring a practical stranger with you? It’s been eleven years; I’m not the same person I used to be. And I know he isn’t the same as he used to be.” A deep chuckle escapes him. “Emilia, I think you are overthinking this. You brother nor your sister never stopped thinking about you. For ye
Emilia’s POV“Emilia?” Julio whispers, a slight crack to his voice. I just nod my head, not quite trusting my voice right now. Julio reaches for me, grabbing my hand, and yanking me into his hard chest. His arms automatically wrap around me, holding me tightly, and burying his face in my hair. “I never thought I would see you again. Ramira and I looked for you forever, neither of us were willing to give up hope. As the years went on, we were told the chances of your survival were slim to none, but we were ready to let go quite yet. I prayed with every fiber of my being to Selene that you would return one day, and fuck I am so glad Alpha Kade found you.” He pulls away from, holding me at arm’s length. “You look so much like mom, with just a sprinkling of dad in you.” Tears well in my eyes and I nearly break as I stare in his eyes. “So as much as I love standing here watching you two, I think I’m gonna go inside to see my babies,” Armani states, stepping around me, breaking my eye con
Pain and suffering go hand in hand. It’s nothing new, nothing uncommon. My life had been nothing but hell from the moment everything changed for me at the ripe age of seven.Yep, that’s right. I was seven when my world flipped upside down, so when I met him—you know, the one they tell you is supposed to love you unconditionally (a soulmate is what the humans call them)—everything was supposed to get better. Change. At least, that’s what I thought. That’s what I prayed for.Nope. That was a lie. I was fucking wrong.It will never get better; nothing is ever going to change.I am unworthy of love.I am unworthy of happiness.Forever destined to continue in this fucking loop of hell and misery, praying for someone to come be my savior. You know, like a good ol’ Disney movie.Ha! Jokes on them…Disney got it wrong.Life isn’t a fairytale…And this? This is my unhappy ending.______________________Emilia’s POV—Age 7Bang!My heart stops and I frantically look around as I hear someone ban
Emilia’s POV—Eleven Years LaterAnother day, another dollar. At least, that’s how it’s supposed to be, except I never get paid for any of the work I do.I have been in the Black Claw pack for last eleven years and every day it is a fight to stay alive—to keep on going until I can find a way to get out of this fucking hell hole.Since my parent’s murder, I have been reduced to nothing but a simple common slave to the Alpha and his pack.That man who ordered my mom to be raped and murdered in front of my father and then proceeded to kill my dad? He was a bounty hunter, sent to retrieve me because Alpha Jackson placed a hefty bounty on me.Why you ask? Well, when you figure that out, let me know.“Emilia!” Luna Ismalda screeches from downstairs.I slowly rise from the bed, my joints aching from the lumpy mattress underneath me. I sigh softly to myself and look around the room I’m in.One day…One day, I won’t have to live like this. I just have to wait until I turn 18…one more day…then I
Emilia’s POVOnce I finish decorating, I pull back and look at my handiwork. This is the best they are going to get, but I must admit—it looks damn good to me, especially considering my fingers didn’t stop shaking the first hour as my body slowly warmed up.I check the time on the clock above the door and let out a sigh. It’s time to head back and get started on dinner. I imagine my attendance is going to be required at this dinner too, which means they are going to expect me to wear my ‘nicest’ clothes I own and serve them and their guests.Once again—it’s fine. I am used to it.The issue? I don’t like surprises and Luna Ismalda didn’t tell me which Alpha they are expecting. Some of the Alphas they host are downright fucking cruel. The company they bring with them, like their heirs, are even crueler.There was once this one Alpha who came with his twin Alpha-heir sons. They were having a mild disagreement, so they decided to come up with a way to settle their little tiff. How did the
Alpha Kade’s POV“Emilia,” Jackson barks, “show our guests to the rooms you had made up for them.” I am disgusted as I glance at the girl and see the fear in her eyes. One of the girls next to her inconspicuously taps her on her lower back, almost like she is trying to reassure her that everything is done. Emilia turns her head slightly and the girl gives her a small, barely noticeable nod. My guess? She didn’t know she was responsible for preparing our rooms.“Follow me,” she murmurs softly, motioning for us to follow behind her. I turn to look at the warriors and my ranked members. Two of my warriors’ step-in front of me, following directly behind the girl.I swear my men sometimes take their tasks too serious sometimes. I highly doubt this measly Omega could harm any of us, even if she wanted to. She looks severely malnourished and underweight. It doesn’t look like she has even an ounce of muscle on her.Whenever I leave the pack, I always bring four warriors with me as added prot
Emilia’s POV“What the fuck is going on?” I glance to the other end of the otherwise deserted hallway and see one of the guys who accompanied Alpha Kade storming to us. He comes to a halt in front of Kendrick, towering over him. “I will ask only one more time. What the hell is going on?”“This doesn’t concern you,” Kendrick growls, pushing himself off the wall. “None of this is your fucking problem.”The guy laughs and his eyes dart to me, momentarily softening as he takes in my appearance before turning back to Kendrick, his eyes hardening.“Whenever I see a man towering over someone ten times their size and punching the shit out of them, while she tries and fights back, it becomes my problem. What the fuck could a damn Omega do to you to warrant this kind of treatment?”Neither of them answers him which only seems to further piss off the man. He brings his fist back, letting it collide with Kendrick’s nose. A small smile spreads on my face when I hear the crunch of his nose cracking
Emilia’s POV I stand in front of my mirror, gingerly holding my shirt up so I can examine my bruises. My entire stomach looks horrible. If you didn’t know I am white, you wouldn’t be able to tell just from staring at my stomach. My stomach is a sickening black and purple. You can see the imprints from each place Kendrick hit me. I think back to the weird conversation I had with Beta Marcus after he stopped Kendrick from hurting me anymore. I pick up the gauze wrap I managed to sneak earlier after I finished prepping the main course for tonight. I try my best to wrap my ribs, making sure I am gentle, so I don’t hurt myself any more than I already am. “Fuck!” I growl under my breath when I accidentally squeeze my side a little too hard. “Emilia!” Luna Isamlda yells from downstairs. “You are supposed to be at the ballroom getting ready to greet the guests when they arrive!” I internally curse myself. I can hear the anger in her voice. I was hoping she wouldn’t notice my presence was