As he navigated the forest roads in the wee hours of the morning, he noticed that the dew was still lying on the ground. Looking forward, Beta Elijah tightened their grip on the wheel until the stress from the events of the past several days manifested in his bones. Defeating Ema, liberating the pack, and reuniting Bruce and Amelia were all within reach. A couple of other figures are still awaiting their placement. Feelings of both exhilaration and fear came over Elijah as he beheld the tiny, secluded cabin he had taken Amelia to. She should remain as far away from danger as possible until the very end, he had not told her, but they intended to confront Ema. But now that things had gotten so bad, they had to involve her too. Dropping the keys on the dashboard, Elijah stepped out and cautiously made his way to the cabin, his senses heightened in their vigilance. There was a certain unease. There, that stilled air and that weird lack of noise were most oppressive. There were n
For Bruce and Elijah, the days that followed were, as far as they could tell, excruciating. Even after they knew Amelia was gone, they continued with pack life as usual, attending meetings and resolving conflicts.Bruce continued to act in front of Ema as if nothing was wrong and performed his part as the Alpha. He greeted her with a smile at breakfast, inquired about her night, and then proceeded to organize their "wedding." They also discussed the pack business. A hurricane, though, whirled in those. It was unbearable to be in Ema's physical presence; he suspected she was involved in Amelia's disappearance.Elijah on his part, engaged himself with the last touches on preparations for the meeting of packed pack council. He organized the associates, willing everyone to be prepared for the combat which would occur soon. However, he wasted no opportunity in researching maps, conducting clandestine inquiries, and scouring the internet for any information that would shed light on Ame
Ema had lit only one bulb in her chambers and its poor light made the shadow extended. Lots of individuals were asleep or were joyful over the council that took place in the pack house last night. But for Ema, or rather, there is no rest, no calm. Her thoughts were sophisticated and always examining, even the simplest judgments and acts that were performed. A gentle knock on the door prevented her from continuing the lines of thought. “Come in,” she murmured in a quiet composed voice but from the look of things she was far from being peaceful inside. A skinny man entered the room locking the door behind him without making the least disturbance. Jackson, one of Ema’s best moles among the pack, bowed his head to show obeisance. “My lady, I have news,” — whispered he. Ema glanced at him in the dimness with bright eyes. “Speak. ” Jeremy was powerless to stop Jackson from rambling about Bruce and Elijah’s move against Ema and the evidence they’ve accumulated to p
Ema gracefully shrugged. What are your options if you don't? There isn't any other way to even have a remote chance of meeting her.Long quiet again. The former mentally erased any possible strategies for evading the trap. However, Amelia was put in danger by every single decision that Daniel made. There was no way out of his jam; they had to engage in combat.Without waiting for him to finish, Ema extended an arm to embrace him, and Bruce muttered in a rough voice, "We need time." "To think about your deal. "Ema stood there, wringing out her new clothing and fanning herself. “Very well. You have until sunset. But, my love, every second you waste is a moment Amelia endures within that house. So consider carefully, my dear,” Finally crossing her arms across her chest, Ema drawled one more triumphant smile to Bruce and Elijah then flounced out. When the door shut on her, Bruce slid into the chair and placed his head down on his hands. This time he was expelling the words thro
The faint sound of various life-supporting systems rang on as Amelia shifted around in her cabin. Her eyes stared at the ceiling for a moment before recognizing that the light was all too real; the overhead fluorescents in the kitchen poured down on her now as she glanced at the ceiling. For a minute she was temporarily perplexed as she struggled to grasp where she was and how she had gotten herself there. Memories, as in a torrent, flooded back to her and then she rose slowly. The escape. The chase. The fall. Groaning, she tried to sit up but the weights had done their job and the least movement tormented her nearly painfully. In little time at all, a nurse was by her bedside straightening her back on the pillows. Suddenly the nurse came and hugged her tenderly, ‘Easy there,’ the nurse remarked just softly. “It has been rather strenuous for you. But as Elijah had assigned the Nurse even when he knew she was already getting well, made her wonder how many others were
Amelia stepped out of the cabin, holding the tiny bag that she had casually tossed things in over the last couple of days—money that she had been able to save and a few of the belongings. The road was deserted. Amelia moved quickly, not walking in the middle of the road, staying near the woods, and hiding from anything that could see her as she traveled. She had learned all the paths but was unsure if the witch locator spell was working. When Amelia came close to the main road, she could hear someone moving towards her. She felt her heart surge up her esophagus as she crouched in behind a big tree and held her breath as the person drove away. Once Amelia believed that the coast was clear, she proceeded to continue her voyage. Down the road is a way that people rarely utilize. The fresh night breeze brushed her face, and for what felt like the briefest of minutes, she was free; Amelia was alive. But she couldn’t linger. Amelia recognized that she could not stay there for long as s
It was dusk, and the iron bars closed with a loud sound that reverberated in the passage of the pack's prison.Ema was standing behind them, with tangled hair, a tainted face, and a scarlet light of rage and guilt in her eyes. On the other side, Alpha Bruce and Beta Elijah stood equally serious.“You will remain here until it is determined what is to be done with you,” Bruce said coldly and without any inflection in his voice. The curse might have been broken, but old habits die hard, and in the week that followed, it seemed that the crowd’s worst fears were to be fulfilled when Rangnick’s exit would lead. With her hands on the bars, Ema rushed forward sharply. ‘’How could you do this to me? I am supposed to be your Luna. ’’ ‘’S**t,’’ Elijah corrected, his words conveying a disappointed undertone. “And that does not justify your behavior, Ema; you have betrayed the pack, risked lives, and worst of all, have hurt Amelia. And as we speak, she is nowhere to be found." This just enra
Tensions would rise within the pack any time the sun rose over the area. The pack continued as usual, but there was a sense of unease. Something was wrong. Bruce stood sternly before the wolves in the heart of their territory, demanding dominion. Elijah stood beside Bruce, observing the crowd and patiently waiting for someone to decide to turn against Barabbas. "We discovered betrayal among us late the night before," Bruce announced aloud to the pack members he had assembled. "Ema, whom some of you had worked with, has been arrested for felony against the pack and its members." If we can call them fans, Ema used to have a lot of young wolf admirers. Because of this, many found her descent to be unbearable. "I understand that this information might be distressing for a few of you," Bruce continued. "You all need to be on high alert; even the slightest indication of anything out of the norm should be reported. Do not be like the idiots who cannot stand one another; we cannot