Emily’s POV“What's your name?” “Sara” I answered- lied as meekly as I could , still not used to the fact that I was being questioned by a stranger.“What pack are you from?”Again my mind immediately jumped to wolf pack and I bit back the instinctive response, knowing it would just make this man more suspicious of me. I took a deep breath before answering him “I don't remember much…”“You don't?” His grey eyes bore into mine as if trying to dig through my skull to find whatever memory he was looking for. It was unsettling how he seemed almost fascinated with me, even though I had no idea what he wanted to know. I didn't think I should tell him anything about myself because his reaction to the name was too odd for comfort. He seemed genuinely concerned, but then again, I wasn't exactly the most normal person in the world either. I couldn't shake the feeling that this man and his people could be dangerous, so perhaps the best thing to do would be to remain quiet and pretend to be compl
Luka’s POVIt had been more than two weeks since I last saw Emily, two weeks of me searching everywhere for her without luck. There were some days I was sure she would never forgive me, that we would never have a future as anything more than this.Did someone really take her away?I couldn't think of any reason why anyone would want to hurt her, it all seemed surreal.It was as if my days had gotten darker as if there was no sunshine. My days reeked of misery, of loss, and the loneliness of the night before. The day's events felt so unreal to me that I sometimes forgot where I was when I woke up. It was like my mind was playing tricks on me or perhaps even someone else was pulling me along in an imaginary world.I didn’t know what to do.Emily was the only thing on my mind and my heart ached greatly whenever I thought about her. I wanted her back, more than anything in this world.I had spent days, nights, hours sitting around with nothing but thoughts and memories occupying my min
Luka’s POVI ended up at the bar and drank in a stupor. It was a miracle how I managed to drive home without crashing through some random vehicle but that didn't bother me because I wasn’t planning on sleeping tonight anyway. I was just trying to drown out my problems and think of nothing except what was going on behind my eyelids. I wasn't okay.I thought I was going to be able to handle the news of Emily being missing but the pregnancy was a shocker to me.I had an opportunity to be a father, an opportunity I had been looking forward to all my life and it had been ripped from my hand like a paper towel. Now I'm not even sure if I should have left her alone they might, considering the circumstances.That night…I remember it vividly just like yesterday. Her scent had lingered in the air, it was there still lingering in my senses. The scent of jasmine perfume and fresh rain with a hint of cinnamon always reminded me of home. Even now, had she overheard my conversation over the phone?
Emily’s POVIt was a miracle how he managed to convince them to let me stay. No one wanted me here, it was way too obvious and I could tell from the looks I was getting that they were waiting for me to fall, just looking for an excuse to kick me out and I had to fight back tears at every turn.I didn't blame them.His name was Luke. The grey-eyed man- Alpha.He had told me that his people were going to watch me for a month to now if I was a threat to them or not and I agreed.The room he showed me to seemed to be my safe haven. I hid there from the world, from them piercing gazes that was full of judgment and condemnation. From their whispers of my worthlessness as a 'threat'. From the constant looks of disgust on their faces that made me want to crawl into a hole and never come back out, like a small mouse hiding from a cat.But tonight, I needed air so badly. It felt as though the walls of the room were closing in on me, making me suffocate and yet still leaving me breathless with
Emily’s POV“Hey, why are you sobbing?” I didn't know when Luke joined me at the corner I stood after the aggressive woman left with her daughter.“Nothing, I guess it's the pregnancy hormones” I lied through teary eyes. I couldn't afford to tell him why I was crying. He had done too much for me already . It would be cruel of me to burden him with my problems now. But he had been so good and so patient with me that it just wasn't possible not to cry about it. I just couldn't help myself that I burst into another round of tears. It just hurt like hell to think how long ago it seemed, like a year instead of a two. It felt like forever since I last saw the king.I wanted to go home.I missed him so much that it hurt worse than all those hours I spent in bed alone. And being pregnant made everything worse. Because when I wasn't feeling this horrible pain I was craving the presence of my baby’s father who wasn't here. And he was never going to be here. It's as if some kind of cosmic jo
Luka's POV“You can't keep drinking your Majesty, it doesn't solve anything” Alfred’s voice echoed through my room.“Did you know Alfred?”I asked him instead, staring right into his soul. I was too far gone, it felt like, to deal with any bullshit. Not now, not at this moment. “Know what Sir?”“Did you know she was pregnant and refused to tell me?” He looked shocked for a second. “What are you talking about? Of course not Sir” he said shaking his head as if that would help him make sense of the conversation.“Don't play with Alfred!” I yelled. I knew that he didn't know. I was looking for a way to transfer all the anger going on inside of me into him. The only problem here is that no matter how hard I tried to force him out, he stayed. “Go” I commanded.“But your Majesty…” he protested.“Just GO!” I shouted even louder. If the walls could talk they would probably say something sarcastic about my mood.And so Alfred ran off.“And Alfred?” I called out as soon as he got to the door.
Luka’s POV“You can't keep the innocent girl locked, she knows nothing” Alfred looked at me with a frown.He seemed to have grown older in the past days, his grey hair more visible than ever in his face, his expression was sad. I understood the feeling. I hadn’t spoken with him much as of late and I knew why that was but I couldn’t help it. “Why can't Emily just come back to me? At least give me my child before she goes” I groaned as I threw myself backward on the bed. “You haven't noticed it yet your Majesty” He looked at me with too much concern for me liking.“What? Noticed what?” I tried to sit up. He placed a hand on my chest gently pushing me down “I know it's been hard but you don't need to push yourself too hard” he sighed heavily I looked at him and then turned around so I would look at him directly.“Notice what Alfred” I insisted.“You are in love with her” He said it simply as if it was the most obvious thing.“I'm not in love with anyone” I scoffed“That's ridicul
Emily’s POv No one told me how exhausting pregnancy will be. The fatigue that came with it, the ache and the pain in the middle of the night, the constant nagging worry that someone was coming to take my baby away from me, or worse yet, that I’d been taken away from it by some asshole wouldn't leave me alone.Today a lady had brought me breakfast, and I assumed that she was one of the maids, since it was a different one every day.As soon as she left and the smell of the food hit my nose, I felt nauseous . That's all it took. A wave of nausea made its way up to my throat, which was already too dry and parched for me to spit out whatever the hell I wanted to spit up at first. It only got worse when the nausea hit my belly, sending me into another round of vomiting.I ran to the bathroom and made it on time, but barely. When I finished, I sat down on the floor. My head was spinning and my stomach was empty. After resting for about ten minutes, I stood and went back to the bedroom and