Emily's POVThe light seemed too bright and my eyes were almost tearing up. My head felt like I had been run over by a truck and it hurt as though I was being hit in the back of the head with a brick. The air stung at my lungs when I tried to inhale. I tried to breathe deep but the only thing that came out was an agonized gasp, followed by more coughing which made my throat burn and ache even more painfully.I gasped again and then I finally managed to clear my throat so that the coughs didn’t sound quite as painful or like they were trying to strangle me anymore. I looked up into the sun above me and squinted because I couldn’t really see anything.When my eyes finally adjusted, I realized I was in a familiar room.“Are you alright my dear?” A man was beside me, he looked and sounded so familiar and yet I couldn't place where I saw or knew him from.I nodded and as I struggled to sit up, he helped me, putting a pillow behind me so I could be comfortable.I looked around again wonde
Emily’s POVAfter my teary session, I calmed down and laid awake on the bed, tirely contemplating everything that has happened today. The fact that I have been crying made it seem even more surreal. The last few days were too weird for me to think about and now that I have, it is hard to process. Everything was too fast, so I had no time to adjust to what had just occurred.Clare came into my room holding a tray, her eyes warmed up when they saw me awake and she smiled as she placed the tray on my bed. A cup of tea. How thoughtful of her to take care of me. “I thought I'd never see you again. How are you feeling, dear?” she asked as she sat down on the side of my bed. I couldn't tell if I had imagined it but I could swear I had seen tears in her eyes.“I'm okay, thank you for caring for me. It really means a lot to me. But I can assure you that I am fine. And why were you crying?” I dared to ask.Her lips pursed, looking uncomfortable. She bit them before saying with a shaky voice,
Emily’s POVThe next day, it was as if nothing ever happened, like he didn't come to my room and I didn't see that tiny crack. He was nervous, he didn't seem to have it together like I had imagined or maybe it was just all in my head.He was back to being cold and when he came to my room, he stood at the farthest end as if I repulsed him with the mere sight of me. I wondered how much longer this would last before he left again. Would things ever get better? I didn't know why it bothered me. Maybe it was because my wolf wanted to get lost in his scent, I couldn't really tell.It was a foreign feeling. A weird, uncomfortable one that didn’t make any sense. I didn't understand why I felt so conflicted about him. There were many reasons but none of them felt right. It made me uneasy to think about it more. I decided not to dwell on it too much for now. I wasn't going to let my wolf win even though she had always been there for me and I knew she wouldn't leave now, not until we got everyth
Luka’s POV“Alfred?” I called out randomly from nowhere, it has been days since I left Emily’s room. I hadn't gone back there, I didn't exactly want to be around her, only my wolf wanted that and I deprived him of it.“Yes your Majesty” When I turned to look at him, he wasn't the same man I had known for almost thirty years now. How did old age catch up with him so fast? He was more grizzled and grey than I remembered, yet when I looked up into his eyes they were still as sparkling blue as they ever were. The only difference now was that they held a certain sparkle in them and not the old, sad eyes he used to carry whenever we failed our mate mission. it seemed he was satisfied with whatever out I had to deal with, he was satisfied with Emily.And just to prove my point, he had bugged me so much that I gave in to his request to apologize to the girl. I don't know how he did it and I wasn't usually that gullible, but there he stood with the biggest smile on his face. He actually looked
Emily’s POVI was tired, exhausted, drained, depressed . The air felt so dry that the sun’s glare almost hurt my eyes and I wanted to sink back into the plush carpeting of my bed for a nap. I had forgotten what the air outside felt like, I was stuck in my room, locked up like a prisoner, I was a prisoner.I didn’t want to be locked up in my room. No matter how many times I begged, it never changed, “I will talk to the king on your behalf.” That was the same bullshit Claire had been saying for almost a week now or more, I had lost count but there was still no positive change.Maybe she was just as tired and defeated as I was, maybe she knew that the King would never let me out.“Claire please, just please let me out. I promise I won't try to run away again, I will obey all of your rules, all of his majesty's rules but please just let me out I beg you”, tears were welling up in my eyes, pleading with her, I couldn’t hold back any longer, I couldn’t take much more, “Please, please, I am
Emily’s POVOne of the guards led me outside, it felt like the first time in years that I’d been outside, I never took the time to get out of there, but here I was, fresh and alive, and for once I hadn't thought about being a prisoner for a second. I was free. And it didn't feel like I'd ever had anything to fear from them.When we were outside, he was fully dressed standing in his full glory beside two horses . They looked bigger than they should have, considering how short I am, and my eyes widened as I took in their massive size, the pure size of them. The one on the left was white with brown patches and was a little bit taller than the other, and had an aura about her that made her seem very majestic. She was beautiful, her mane was shining silver, she had the most magnificent eyes I've ever seen, and when she raised her head at me, I could tell that she was looking straight into my soul, I felt like she saw through me and knew everything. As much as I wanted to go up and stroke
Luka’s POVIt was unfortunate that Emily had to be at the receiving end for every time I was angry and she should just learn to mind her goddamn business.After Emily complained about not being allowed to go out, I knew I had to do something about it.It was unhealthy for her to recover and still be locked up but I knew what she was capable of and I didn't want her trying to escape again.I don't know why I took her to that spot because I felt tormented.That spot reminded me of everything I once had and I had lost everything but my anger had been replaced by sadness so often. I would have rather been angry than miserable right now.I noticed how Emily was too focused on me.She seemed confused as to how to help but I couldn't take it any longer.After I said those words to her, my wolf wanted to console her, it wanted to reach out to her but I wouldn't let it.When we got back to the castle, she got down from her horse and patted it on its neck like a familiar.Her scent was off.
Emily's POVI had been allowed to move around freely for a week now, but the guards still followed around but maintained a generous amount of distance which I was grateful for. I didn't want anyone suffocating me with their presence.The young maid who was about my age whose name I had forgotten and was too embarrassed to ask seemed to be the only one who wanted me here apart from Claire and maybe Alfred the old man.I hadn't seen him in ages, did he get fired? I couldn't tell what his relationship with the king was. It was all very confusing and the less information I knew, the better.I wasn't allowed to go anywhere, although I was allowed to wander through the hallways, the gardens and even the library.Today I noticed a door I had been so ignorant about and my curiosity drove me into it.“What is this?” I asked one of the guards who was standing far from me.“It's a storeroom,” he said with an indifferent expression.He seemed to have no emotion in his voice at all. He could pas