Emily's POVI lost count of the number of times the King and I had sex after the last car experience, we did it everywhere and anywhere we could.And he always had me locked in and left me begging for more like some sort of starved animal who just ate its food in front of its master and loved every bite but knew that it was wrong to do so, and he would only take so much before it would be too late.Did that even make any sense?Tonight we had ended up in his room and it was my second time here since the soup incident.All the excitement I felt was thrown out of the window when I noticed the picture of that red-haired woman hanging on his wall.I had not noticed it the last time I was here but it did something to me, it sent anger surging through my body, my blood ran cold, everything turned blurry for a few seconds and for the first time in forever, I wanted to get as far away from the King as possible. He was staring at me with an amused expression but didn’t say anything, simply wai
Emily’s POVI found him standing in the garden, under the moonlight and he seemed so lost in thoughts while the night breeze played with his hair that I didn't dare disturb him. I knew this was what he needed right now: peace. Even if it meant me being lonely for a little bit longer, he would be okay when it was over. But As I continued to watch from afar, the urge to go up to him grew stronger but I was scared.What if he was suddenly grumpy and felt irritated by my presence? What if he thought that I was trying to pry into his business? I didn't want to say something wrong, didn't want to upset him . But still, how much could I wait until he was done meditating? “Sir… I mean Luka” I finally said when I walked up to him.He didn't turn to look at me, he just continued staring into space without acknowledging my presence.“It's a bit cold, aren't you gonna get inside soon?” I asked, rubbing my arms to get rid of some of the goosebumps.The fact that it was cold outside didn't mak
Luka's POV“She used to live close by, but I don't….she is supposed to be with me, supposed to be alive, why did you run away, I begged her but I guess I scared her…” I found myself saying to Emily, at this point I couldn't care if she understood me or not but I wanted to let these words out, it was as if I couldn't keep them inside anymore.It hurt more than anything else to talk about her, especially with some random person but I still spoke about Portia anyway.“You know it was our favorite place …” I trailed off again while chuckling bitterly as memories of Portia flooded my head all at once making it feel like it was going to explode if I didn't keep talking to keep my anxiety at bay.“You know, she used to say it was our secret, our place where we spent our time together and she would come home early and surprise us with dinner…she loved cooking…” I smiled at the end feeling like some sort of superhero who had managed to hold on to all the parts of the woman he loves.It all fe
Luka’s POV“I brought you soup,” Emily said as she stood in front of my door, holding a tray at the same time giving me a scrutinizing look. I knew what it meant. She wanted to know if I’d been sick or not. I couldn’t blame her for that either. I was pretty sure I wasn’t supposed to be standing up yet. My body ached from yesterday and what was worse than the shame that came after vulnerability?Yet I couldn't explain how relieved I felt from letting the load off my chest and the exhaustion settle into an easy slumber. It had taken a long time to fall asleep last night. The nightmares were never as bad, but they would make it hard for me to get enough rest.“Can I at least come in?” asked Emily with a little hesitation, knowing full well that she didn’t have permission to come in. I nodded. She was still holding onto the tray as if it were some sort of treasure.“I think you should take it now, it is still hot” “What are you doing here?” I asked her instead and she seemed surprised
Emily’s POVAsshole! Ungrateful asshole, that was who he was. I was the one who was stupid enough to feel sorry for him. I should have told him that he deserved all of the things he was going through, but that was not my style. I wasn't raised like that.I could do better, I know I could.In the previous week, I found paintbrushes and Cassie was kind enough to give me canvas and I began to paint again. Just like how I used to when Papa was still alive and when Mama and I were his priorities. I miss the days when my life felt so complete.Now I was stuck walking around eggshells. Because I hadn't drawn or painted anything for years, it was rough and needed a lot of adjustment.I abandoned it.The King didn't come to check on me that evening. Only the maid brought food and she was not Claire or Cassie so there was no one I could vent. I had a feeling he was avoiding me. I tried to convince myself that it wasn't that much of a big deal yet I felt unsatisfied. I was the one who was supp
Emily’s POVI had been feeling grumpy and mostly bored. I still hadn't managed to get a hold of my drawing and it drove me crazy and what was worse was that I couldn't even talk to Cassie.Claire on the other hand had been unavailable, I heard she had gone on a trip and the second oldest maid was mean. She would send disapproving glares to my side whenever she saw me talking to Cassie.I didn't like her either. She was a smallish woman with a blank stare that always seemed out of place on her bony face. Everything about her seemed off, even her energy. The last time she had chased me out of the kitchen causing the other maids to giggle.Nothing seemed to satisfy me anymore, I needed a distraction, and any distraction would do.I needed to talk to the King, not about our sexual lives or whatever it is we had going on, but I needed to take classes, maybe baking or cooking or something else that would get me through this month, and keep me busy and focused. I hated these moments when my
Emily’s POVApart from the fact that my eyes were teary and my body seemed weak, I was ashamed to say that I enjoyed and loved every bit of it.I was thrilled every time he took me to that euphoric wall, it was as if all my sorrows magically disappeared with it.I couldn't explain how I felt but it wasn't just a mundane feeling, it was real.It made me feel whole. It was as if I was meant for him and he for me, I don't know.He had brought me to sit on his lap as he wiped my tears away, my buttcheeks hurt so bad as he forced me to sit, knowing how much it would sting.“Will you disrespect me again, Emily?” he asked almost gently, that one would think he couldn't hurt a fly but I knew better, not after he had just fucked me out of my senses.“No” I sniffled.His cock brushed against my pussy and I let out a gasp. Despite all my tears, I still reacted like this towards him. He had me hooked.He chuckled lightly.“Is this what you want Emily?”I couldn't tell if he was playing games with
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
Emily’s POV The King’s body was brought back and he was badly stabbed. The seer was trying her best to bring him back to consciousness and I just sat there crying. What if he died? And he never gets to see his child? Why did I lie that the child wasn't his? Currently sitting beside him on the bed, the seer said it was left for him to respond to the antidote or not. I needed more than that, I had been a crying mess for a while and all I wanted was for her to console me, I needed her to tell me that her antidote was going to work and not keep me in suspense. I took his hands into mine “Hey, I need you to wake up please, I am so sorry that I ran away, sorry I said that the child wasn't yours. Maybe when you wake up we will talk this over, because right now, we don’t have time. You need to tell me what to do. Please, wake up!” I cried, as tears poured down my cheeks again. His skin felt cool under my fingers. I felt guilty for hurting him. I should be the one waking up with a broken ar
Luka's POV I know the child was mine, it didn't make sense why Emily would want to hurt me so bad, was it payback? I couldn't tell. “They plan on attacking us tonight” the seer's voice broke through my thoughts. They are the group of Lycans led by their King and they conceal themselves with masks and dark magic but luckily for you, I have made antidotes that would help against their infected bites. You King Luka will get your allies from the outside world and my people and soldiers will get ready. We will move our women and children to the cave at the mountain top and the women who can fight will volunteer as soldiers as well” she continued, her calm and soothing tone calming the anger boiling in the pit of my stomach. “This new army that we have formed is strong enough to defeat them.” I nodded at her words, knowing she knew what I was thinking. Her eyes were sad but not apologetic or regretful, just sadder, tired. The whole town was thrown into total chaos, children and adults ali
Emily’s POV “You thought we were fools this whole time? you planned on what? keep using my brother? Do you know how much he cared about you? All you did was lie to us Sara!” Carolyn scoffed! “Your name is not even Sara” tears streamed down my face as I sobbed uncontrollably into my pillow. What had I done wrong to deserve the anger of these amazing people? Why do I always mess up good things? Why was Luka here? What brought him hear? “I am sorry, I panicked and got scared. I am sorry Carolyn. I didn't think I was ever going to see him again and I wasn't using anyone please” I pleaded. My voice was shaking from crying so hard. I don't know if I will be able to get out any words from my mouth now without crying. I heard a sigh come from the couch before she spoke again “Sara, I mean Emily, I understand why you panicked, but that doesn't excuse everything else” My heart stopped at the sound of her voice. “Right now you have two men out there to face and the last thing they want
Luka’s POV“They were a young couple and they got married and they started a generation of a new kind, the type that was special. Soon like generations, more came, and more left. We honestly thought they had gone into extinct until now. They can't be working alone, not after all this time. They had to be working with someone”Even after I had gone back to home from Lancha, those words kept replaying in my head, and I had nothing to say about them.I needed to find out who these special people were working with and why they were doing what they kept doing to our kind.Was there a previous problem before now? I needed to know.Now my sexual life has been suffering since I got back from Lancha. The thoughts of Emily filled my dreams and they were dreams of us having sex and I ended up masturbating more than I should.For example, last night I dreamt of thrusting into Emily aggressively until I could feel her body trembling beneath me. My cock felt like it was about to burst through my sk
Luka’s POV “I apologize for my people's stare, they are not used to seeing people from the outside world” Alpha Luke's voice broke through my thoughts as we were returning back to his home. He wasn't lying, the people's stare bore holes into my back and I could tell that I was not welcome there. They didn't appreciate my presence and they didn't fail to show it. “When was the last time you had someone from the outside?” I randomly asked. I didn't know why I did it and I probably would have regretted it if he noticed but something compelled me to ask. He paused in his trek before answering me “Months, we found a woman in the woods around our land, she was homeless so we gave her a place. “Didn't you think she was a spy or something?” I couldn't help but point out. It felt weird that they allowed some stranger on their land like that. Wasn't I also a stranger? “You should have seen her eyes, she looked too vulnerable. You'll get to meet her today at dinner. I've never seen anyone
Luka’s POV I was standing on the balcony when I saw a figure pass by immediately. I don't know what was crazier. The fact that this person had blonde hair or the fact that her smell had just hit me caused me to go through a wave of. Could it be? No! it couldn't right? I didn't realize when I started following the figure but the closer I got the more the smile persisted but there was no sign of any blonde hair anywhere. “Going somewhere?” A female voice called out and I came face-to-face with Princess Carolyn. She had a suspicious look on her face as she eyed me up and down. “Yes,” I answered in a small voice before I turned away. This was my fault for not checking who was around first! But I was so curious, I couldn't help myself. What if I really did find something interesting? Well, maybe. Maybe it's nothing at all. But I know what I had perceived. It had to be Emily. “I mean no, I… I just thought I saw someone there” I managed to answer as I quickly tried my best to regain
Luka’s POVEverything after the meeting was off. I could barely eat the food that was served.Something was going on and my Wolf felt it, it was howling and fighting inside of me, clawing its way out to take over. The wolf wanted a piece of this, a human would do as well. It was an urge that I tried to ignore. The wolf had always been there when I needed it, but it was only ever there if my life were in danger. But the more I thought about it, the more desperate I became for answers. My wolf was still there, but it wasn’t fighting anymore. It was just sitting there, waiting for me to make the next move. I knew what I had to do. It didn't help that I could smell her everywhere. Her scent lingered driving me more insane than ever before. I took in deep, deep breaths to try to get her scent out of my nose. But every time, all I smelled was her. She was so familiar, yet I hadn’t been able to find a trace of her since it happened. Not a scent nor a memory. Only her presence remained.The
Luke’s POV“Her blood pressure is very high, she hasn't been resting , her stress level is elevated and she will still be in danger if she continues” the doctor explained. “I don't know what it is but it's obvious she's struggling with the trauma from something in the past and postpartum depression isn’t helping either. It just seems like her mental health isn't getting any better either. I think we should put her on an antidepressant. Maybe a sedative too." The Doctor suggested.“For her long?” I insisted.“Just for today, so she gets to rest and heal. She needs it right now. She'll be fine tomorrow,” The doctor assured me as he walked out of the room and I took his place at the head of my bedside. I stroked her hair gently as tears rolled down her cheeks. She didn't respond but tears fell down her cheek.Who was this woman? What battles was she fighting? What trauma did she hide from us? Why was she afraid? Why didn't she trust us enough to talk about it?The door suddenly opened an
Emily's POVMy Wolf was restless. I don't know what was wrong but I knew something was going on. Something I couldn't place my hands on, right from the moment Luke came into my room to call Carolyn.My curiosity was driving me up a wall, so I left baby Luka in his crib for a few hours and ventured out of my room and stared at the stairs where I could smell a strange scent wafting across the room. It was sweet like honey or maybe lemon juice, and it smelled… How was that even possible? it wasn't possible. There was no way it was possible. Maybe it was just a coincidence but I wouldn't lie, a pang of nostalgia drove me into the past where I didn't want to go but needed too much information at once. And if my Wolf was uneasy, who could blame her?I returned to my room and pushed Luka’s crib back and forth gently. The scent got stronger and I had an urge to take a deep breath, a need I didn't want to feel so bad about.I finally decided to go down to the kitchen but the heat from when