Emily’s POVToday I woke up very pissed. I couldn't tell what had become of my life, this was not the kind of life I wanted for myself. What was I doing here?I was only here to give him an heir and what if I couldn't?What would happen to my futureI looked at my body that lay motionless on the bed in the room. I was still a woman but everything about me looked so different from the way it used to be when I was younger.I stood up and ran to the vanity mirror to take in my reflection . I felt like throwing up, even though I didn't have anything to throw up with. The last time this happened to me had been a week or two ago. “Ugh!” I screamed while tugging at the roots of my hair. “Why does it feel like I am losing my mind?”“Take a deep breath, Emily” Amelia my Wolf tried to calm me down. This didn't work very well since she sounded worried and confused “You are not losing your mind.”“It's like being inside someone else's head and you don't know how they are going to react” I cont
Luka’s POV“Why not? you don't want me here, the people in your castle don't want me here either. You would talk to me today and tomorrow you wouldn't, I am stuck in this room repeating the same routine, It is driving me crazy!” She sounded like she was angry, extremely angry. I could see the fire blazing in her eyes. It was threatening to burn down the whole place, threatening to burn me up. “It's like I have become a different person and don't even know who I am. My dreams, my whole life, everything feels stuck! I feel stuck!” she yelled to my faceZI couldn't understand why she was complaining, I treated her better than I treated anyone, better than she has been treated in most part of her life. It didn't just make any sense.I took in deep breaths because my wolf had asked me to, he clearly, didn't want me tongue lashing his mate. She stared at me as if she was wondering if that was all I had to say there were expectations in her eyes and when she realized that I wasn't going t
Luka’s POVI had learned the hard way that men weren't supposed to cry, Father didn't fail to remain me with constant whips that stung my back and face. It was something I learned very young in an early age that a man doesn’t cry. The world is filled with tears and sobs and crying children but no man would ever shed a single tear, Father told me this many time whenever I cried for my mother, he said it wasn’t right. Father was cruel when he was punishing me because of my mother's absence but he couldn’t care less that I cried, I think he hated women who were weak because then he could punish them as much as he liked with the whip.The worst punishment had to be when I lost my puppy, I was ten and I cried for the poor dog that was killed on the street after I saw a car wreck, the blood stained the asphalt so badly I thought it would never come off, the puppy was already dead. Father came out of his room with a whip in hand and gave me a good beating for such disobedience, he made m
Chapter sixty three Emily’s POVThe King sent someone over to fix the door but that did not help me get over the shock that he broke it with his bare hands!His fucking bare hands! The thought of it alone scared the shit out of me. Who wanted to be around a man who broke down things? As much as it was very rational to say I didn't, a part of me wanted to still be around him, a huge part of me .I sighed as I watched him from my window as he paced back and forth across his garden, looking at every single piece of plant in it with an unreadable expression on his face, a deep frown gracing his features. He would mutter something about “not being able to” or “it doesn't feel right” while pacing around. Don't ask me how I knew, I read his lips and I could only guess that it was what he said.I moved away from my window immediately to avoid being caught watching him, as if doing so might make me disappear into thin air and he wouldn't have to deal with whatever the hell was going on in
Luka's POVAfter the child, Paige left, I saw Emily’s face glow in contentment and in satisfaction.“Do you want to get a burger now?” I asked her.“Not yet, I want to take in my environment. No one knows when you'll let me out again” she said with what I thought was a mock severity.I frowned slightly but refused to say a thing about it.She didn't seem bothered or concern about the words she said to me, she wasn't even paying attention to me, she was currently staring at a family at the farthest end that seemed to be talking animatedly.The longing in her eyes was permanent as a stamp. It made sure that she was close to her parents and it was too obvious that she misses them so much. It made think- wish there was a way that I could make her see them, even if it was just once.But then again, I had my doubts. Her parents would probably not have given her to me not talk of selling her to me. It seemed impossible and should I be grateful for their lack of existence? I don't know. I don
Emily’s POVSomething was wrong with the king, he was in his usual foul mood and I didn't know what I was supposed to do about him.I managed to avoid him by staying in my room or staying in the kitchen with Cassie.Today, she made her favorite, which was pumpkin pie, and we ate it together and drank a lot of milk. She told me about her boyfriend Michael who lived in the next town so she could be close to him whenever she wanted and he was from a different pack too. He seemed really nice and I could tell that she loved him very much because she was smiling all through as she spoke about him and it made me happy to see her happy.I couldn't help but wonder if this was what love did to people . Was there some sort of chemical effect on humans that would cause their minds to go blank when they fell in love and they'd just know that the person they loved was special?But then again I couldn't imagine how anyone could fall for me. I had nothing to offer. I couldn't imagine myself in love
Luka’s POV“You really know how to mess things up, don't you?” My Wolf spoke from my head, fueling my guilt like a cigarette, his words were the equivalent of a cold wind that cut through the fabric of our bond, he was speaking with a sneer but I could feel the regret under it and the pain. “Sorry,” I responded as if my words held any meaning, not when all of this was because of me.“Sorry? you hurt that girl without a reason for it, what are you sorry about?” He snapped at me in the same breath and there's no way to respond to such a harsh sentence without feeling something else other than shame. “I didn't do it because of no reason, I…”“Portia is in the past!” The words flew through the air like bullets, puncturing my skin and leaving tiny holes behind. “You're over her, you should be over her!”“She is not in the past, she's a part of my life” I countered back, even though this felt wrong to say aloud. We were both still in the same body, the one where she wasn't there. There
Emily's POV“Where do you think you are going?” He yelled at me and grabbed me by the arm, he had a threatening glare on his face. I struggled but he wouldn’t let go of me and pushed me back into the doorframe that was behind us.The panic in my eyes that left me wondering why he was here spoke for me.“You thought you were saved from me, didn't you? Well, it's too late now. You're a monster. And a whore. You don't deserve me." he sneered. "Get out of my sight." He pushed me again to make it clear he wasn't kidding. It hurt. The slap echoed off of the walls and all around.I wanted to tell him that he was the monster here and that I am nothing like him. That I could never be so bad as he is. That I just want to be normal. But the words died in my throat after he hit me.And as usual, he grabbed me by the roots of my hair, and yanked me down the hall until he finally slammed me against a wall next to where the kitchen used to be. I gasped in pain from the impact and looked up at him