Emma’s POV “What do you mean?" I found my voice to ask him. The man scanned my panic-ridden face for two seconds and then said in a rather calm tone, "I am keeping the kids. You can leave." I paused for a whole while, trying to process his words in my head. He was crystal clear with his message but a part of my brain was refusing to believe it. I let out a chuckle out of nervousness and asked like a fool, "What do you mean you are going to keep the kids?" "My sentence was self-explanatory. Ashel and Asher will continue their life in the Silver Moon Pack and will train to be the future heirs." "You can't do that! I have been raising them since they were kids." "And you did a good job in it, the only reason why I am not throwing you in prison right now." He lit up a cigarette and hooked the stick between his thin lips. My fist balled and my eyebrows furrowed itself, "Not happening, Draven. I am not leaving my kids with a psychopath like you!" He smirked but did not say anything,
Emma's POVThe room was dead silent as if we were at some funeral and not at the pack house. Even though none of us spoke, we could sense the tension pooling in the room.Sitting on his seat was Draven, his handsome attire which was carefully ironed to perfection was now a mess. He did not have much injury on his face but the mask of anger on his face was enough to make him look dangerous.While on the other hand was Alexander. He was currently sitting on the couch with an ice pack pressed against his chin. The nurse bandaged the wound on his forehead and now it had stopped bleeding.The two men refused to speak and this made me and Roger exchange glances.The two were fighting like maniacs and would have let each other's wolf tear the other one apart if not for Roger intervening. The Beta too had sustained a lot of injuries but he had no time to look at those.I still could not understand why the fight even took place. It was extremely childish of them and something none of us expect
Emma's POVNatalie called when we were still on the road, she had just now woke up and the first thing she saw was Alexander's text saying that the kids were gone. She panicked and called me immediately.She was relieved to know that the kids were safe but equally sickened by Draven's actions."Has the Alpha lost his mind?" He said, "I am calling Roger right now.""Don't do that." I said. Roger was Natalie's half-brother. Their father married Natalie's mother when Roger's mother got bedridden after an accident. Roger did not like how his father abandoned him and his mother but he never blamed Natalie's mother for it. He just cut himself off from the family and hardly contacted them.Natalie called down and hung up, we decided to meet at my house later. I dropped Alex back at his house and said, "Take rest, first. Do you need me to buy you anything?""No." He said, "You drive home safe.""Okay. If you need anything, call me."Alex lived just ten minutes away from me and since it was s
Draven's POVI have always heard about people 'losing it' but I got to experience it firsthand today. When I saw Alexander near Emma, I experienced a turbulence of emotions I never knew existed.I was not the kind of man who would ever reduce myself to choosing physical violence over petty things, but today I did.I wanted to break his jaw for even taking her name. You can estimate the blood boiling within my veins when I saw him touch her.That asshole would have been dead if not for Emma and Roger stopping us. I hardly got a scratch while he was bleeding but did it make me feel better? No, it did not!I raised my eyes to steal glances at Emma every now and then and found her either talking to him or looking at him with concern.Those eyes…She used to look at me with that same damn look every time I came back home injured from war. I thought she only had that kind of care for me. Why was she looking at another man like that?My chest was starting to tighten with anger. Even Knox w
Draven's POVI was waiting outside of the room with Asher, this was the first time when I saw the kid worried. I asked, "Does she have a medical history?""No, but she has a weak immune system. She was born weak and had to be kept under observation for a whole week." He said, looking at the closed door of her room with impatience. "It's okay, she will be alright." I tried to pull him in a hug but he warned me against it, "Don't even think about it.""Sorry." And with that, we went back to being strangers again.The doctor came out of the room only to repeat what Asher had told me. I asked, "Is there any way to treat this permanently?""I am afraid not, Alpha. She can always eat healthy and increase her immunity but curing it completely is not possible.""Okay, thank you."He left a few antibiotics before leaving and I went in to check on her with Asher. She was lying down all alone on the king-sized bed, looking petite wrapped in a gigantic blanket. The nanny was trying to feed her t
Emma's POVI noticed that Ashel's body temperature was unusually high. I asked, "Do you have a fever?"Draven answered the question for her, "Yes. We already called the doctor, there is nothing to worry about."I looked up at him and asked, "Why are you here?"Draven put his hands inside his pocket and said, "Ashel was missing you. She wanted to meet you so I brought them here.""What is taking so long?" Natalie came out, grabbing her stomach. She was being casual thinking that it was just the delivery guy but when she saw Draven standing at the door, she immediately straightened up like an army soldier. "Alpha!" She greeted him respectfully."What are you doing here?" He asked her.She said, "I just came here to eat dinner with Emma, Alpha. "Is your father aware of this little plan?""I… No! It's best if he doesn't find out." She said, forcing a smile. "Mmm. Then leave as soon as you are done with dinner.""Yes, Alpha." The kids followed Natalie inside and once they were gone, I a
Emma’s POVDraven raised the bowl to his lips and chugged down the rest of the soup, not leaving a single drop behind. Me and Natalie looked at each other in confusion.The man kept the bowl down and wiped the corner of his lips with the tissue like a gentleman. Asher smirked, “Looks like the Alpha loved it.”“Yes, it was alright.”“Don’t lie, Alpha. You were only supposed to take a bite but did not even leave any for mommy.” He highlightedDraven looked at me as soon as the kid’s words fell. Our eyes met and my cheeks started to burn; I turned my gaze towards Asher and said, “Shush, eat your food.”“But, mommy. That was ‘your’ bowl of Ramen. What are you going to do now?”“It’s ok. I will have some from the takeout.”I was desperate to escape this awkward situation and luckily, Draven left the table because he had to take an important call.After he left, I asked Asher, "Why are you addressing him as 'Alpha'?" "He is our Alpha. What else should I call him?" He looked at me seriously
Emma's POVEmma’s POVI stood there, too dumbstruck to say anything. I did not know what I was supposed to be more concerned about, Ashel’s attachment to her father or the Alpha listening to the little girl without an objection.This bond was terrifying!“Okay, let’s get you both changed.” Draven took the kids to the room and I followed them. The Alpha stopped at the door and turned around, “Where do you think you are going?”“...” I looked at him confused and said, “To the kids.”“No need.” He objected sternly, “There is only one bed.”“So?”“So I will be occupying it.”“What is that supposed to mean? Where do you think I am supposed to sleep?” I inquired.“Anywhere. Do I look like I care?” He said“Draven, don’t be ridiculous. This is my house.”“And this is my pack. I can do whatever I want.” He took a step towards me, intimidating me with his Alpha aura. I glared at him and pulled my lips in a straight line. Right now, I am deeply condemning the werewolf system. Why can’t we choo
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r