Two days later, everyone has a fantastic story to tell. Both were quite packed; the city's clamor was alive as Ema and her rogues went through the streets of Seattle; because everyone was looking for a group, they were able to find their way into the city on their own.The fragrance of coffee and rain reigned, in stark contrast to the dusty roads and wild woodlands they had left behind to reach this urban savannah. Ema's eyes shifted from one face to the other. They had blended in with the locals until now, but she realized they couldn't continue. "There it is," Lucas said softly, pointing to a small business with a colonial appearance across the street. Ema felt her breath catch in her throat as she saw the sign for the bookshop where their target was now working. The windows exhibited books in sealed transparent cases, and a handpainted poster read: Come in and get lost in a fantastic novel. Ema felt horrible about what was going to happen next at the shop because Amelia was i
The world did not suddenly come into focus for Amelia, who was distracted by a pounding headache and a veil over her eyes. When she regained consciousness, the first thing she remembered was the turmoil that had broken out at her bookstore. She began rubbing her eyes constantly in an attempt to clear her mind and comprehend what was going on. "Easy," Jake said. "You're safe now." Amelia whipped her head around to look at Max, who was now driving a car, hands clenched on the steering wheel, eyes continually changing between the way ahead and the mirror. Everything that happened at the bookshop flooded my mind: Ema and her rogues fighting, weird people attacking them. Her breathing quickened as the weak signal triggered a panic attack. What do you mean? What happened? Where do we go? She inquired in a croaky voice. Max's hands gripped around the steering wheel. "We are transporting you away from Seattle. It's no longer safe there. Those who attacked the shop weren't on Ema's team
Sarah was prepared to pounce on her adversaries. 'An odd way of demonstrating it is to attack her in broad daylight.' Then Mara, the brewmaster, pointed out. It was something we had to do. There are forces at work here that go beyond the four of us; Amelia must accompany us for her good. Amelia's head spun. It was humorous that everyone wanted to take her side and protect her from something or someone. She was tired of being treated like a chess piece in a game she knew nothing about.That was it, she exclaimed, sounding serious—something she didn't expect from herself. She yelled, "What is the exact situation?" and refused to be swayed by their arguments. Ema's face showed a complicated flow of emotions, including resolve, concern, and humiliation. "It's quite complicated, Amelia. You don't know much, and we kept it silent for your benefit." "Complicated or not, I am sure we are not on the same team, Ema said. After what you've done to me, we can never be on the same team. "
Amelia hesitated for a second before seeing him; relief flooded in but was quickly replaced by confusion. The woman in her very little wanted to leap into his arms and experience the safety that he had always provided. However, the other component remained fettered, recalling deceptive and half-sino behavior in this role.“Get away from her.” Bruce’s voice was a growl and he stepped forward. "Now. " The attackers hesitated, seemingly unprepared for this new circumstance. Elijah noticed the rogues' wounds, Sarah standing guard in front of Amelia, and the circle of adversaries that surrounded them. 'There are more of us,' one of them said, attempting to appear confident. ”This does not concern you at all,” then turn around and dismiss her, and everyone will just look the other way and act like the incident never took place. Bruce smirked as coldly as previously and the feeling Amelia experienced was a creepingly frosty one. She knew Bruce could fight and saw the strength he
Amelia stood in the men’s restroom, holding her ball wedding gown tightly against her chest.Tears welled up in her eyes as she contemplated the shattered dreams of her marriage.The realization had hit her hard. Her supposed fiance, the man she had trusted and loved, was nothing more than a cheating opportunist who had set his sights on her family's wealth.Lost in distress, Amelia failed to notice her surroundings and accidentally bumped into a masculine chest. Startled, she slowly raised her gaze and found herself in a pair of cold, piercing eyes.The intensity in those eyes sent shivers down her spine, but desperation clouded her judgment as an idea pumped into her head.She held his suit and looked straight into his eyes.“ Please marry me,” she pleaded, her voice trembling.The man raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by her sudden request.“ Why should I marry you?” He asked, his voice cold.Amelia’s heart raced, knowing she had to find the right words to convince the stra
“ Grandpa!” Tristan shouted, rushing to Grandpa Lawson's side.“ Someone, call an ambulance! Hurry!”Amelia's parents were worried and rushed to help.Amelia's mother felt guilty, knowing that her daughter's actions had caused trouble.Nevertheless, she didn't blame her because she believed every word that came out of Amelia's mouth.But the fact that she got married to a total stranger made her mother worry more.Lilith, Amelia's best friend sneered.She didn't regret what she did, not even for a second.“ Finally, Tristan belongs to me and only me,” she smiled.The room was filled with tension as they waited for the ambulance to arrive.The wedding had turned into a total disaster.“ I can't believe this is happening, “ Amelia's mother, Rose said, shaking her head.“ Me neither, “ Amelia's father, Kelvin replied.“ It's all because of your daughter. She has made us a laughing stock in the whole city of Las Vegas.” He added angrily.“ No one even cared to ask her how she was feeling,
Amelia cowered. His voice sounded so dangerous that she was lost for words.She had just made a deal with the devil without even knowing.He was no human.If she had known earlier, she would have accepted her fate and gotten married to Tristan.Alpha Bruce took a few steps toward the bathtub.“ Are you scared?” He asked as he stopped in front of the bathtub.“ Why…would. I…be… scared?” Amelia stuttered."Then great.! Be quick with your bath!" He ended, returning to his once cold self and walking off from the bathtub.Amelia's heart was on a rampage at the moment. She was gasping for breath as her hands ran through her hair, sinking deeper into the bathtub.The only reason that she had noted that she was fine was because she wanted to act in touch."What have I done!" She was still gasping for breath as the realization hit her harder.If she was going to be married to a wolf, then she needed to find out about them. Amelia rushed over to her bath for this sole purpose before running off
Amelia felt strange looking at him. She didn't know the consequences of what she had just done...A gulp went down her throat. Was this the point where she was going to apologize to him? But before she could even say another word, he already got up from the bed and stared."Then we might have to look at the contract again." He ended up off the room.Amelia sat on the bed still staring. She was confused for quite a while as she still couldn't understand what was going on.That morning she woke up. "Good morning Miss. Amelia!" They greeted herWasn't it supposed to be Mrs? But Amelia didn't think much about it, if that's what she wanted, then it's fine. She drew a deep breath before a maid brought her meal over."Sorry! Have you seen you Alph.." Amelia hesitated a little bit and when the maid had smiled at her, she was a little bit revealed.Maybe she could make friends with her and would not have to go through the ordeal of having to ask the Alpha some questions himself."He went