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
Draven's POVArguing with Emma and winning the argument gave me peace. Just take what went down now as an example.Was I gonna fit in that small bed? No.Was I seriously interested in sleeping with the kids?No.I just wanted to be petty.I did not bring a change of clothes, thank goodness I did not leave the house in formal clothes and opted for sweatpants and t-shirts. They were not the best but it was just a matter of one night.I lay down on the bed and scrolled through my emails to find out about my schedule for tomorrow. Out of nowhere, Asher said, "Can you turn off your phone?""Why?" I looked down at the guy lying down next to me.He said, "It is disturbing my sleep.""..." The phone was at the lowest brightness and it wasn't even directed at him. I sighed and kept my phone aside, this kid was difficult to be around.I rested my head on the pillow and watched as the two kids drifted off to sleep.Ashel was long lost in the dreamland, hugging her teddy bear. She reminded me a
Emma’s POV“What are you doing here?” He asked, making me halt at the door. My eyes first went to the cigarette in his hand and then to the dark circles underneath his eyes. Of course, I did not stare at him for too long and diverted my eyes. I said, “Since when did you start smoking so much?”“None of your business.”I took a deep breath and told myself that it was useless to try to have a normal conversation. In fact, why was I even trying to have a normal conversation with him?"Suit yourself." I shrugged my shoulders helplessly and turned around to go back to the couch.Draven spoke up, "You must be upset about the kids.""What do you mean?" I asked.He said, "You did not even want them to know about my existence but now not only they like me, they are going to be with me forever. It must be bothering you."I smirked, "Why does this matter to you? Don't tell me you have stooped down to the level of breaking families for your sheer joy."The man chuckled and lightly tapped his cig
Emma's POV"You can't do that!" "I can. Stella is far better than you, I am sure she will love the kids more than you ever can.""Draven, why are you so cruel?" I touched the bridge of my nose and repeatedly told myself not to lose my mind. I looked up at him and said, "Okay, you can try whatever you want and I will do what I want. No need to fight."I laid down on the couch and did not even bother to look at what he was doing. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep as soon as I laid down.The couch was small but it did accommodate my frame, it was not as bad as I thought it would be.By the time I woke up, the sun was already painting the sky red. I stretched and got out to the balcony to see Draven sitting on the chair. The floor around him was covered with half-burnt cigarettes of different sizes.He was talking to someone on a video call. I turned around to leave, thinking that it must be some pack-related stuff but when I heard him call out 'Stella', I stopped.Stella said, "Drav
Emma's POVI crawled my hand to my phone which was lying on the bed next to me. It was an email confirmation for the role of the hospital receptionist that I had applied for, they had scheduled for the interview and I was summoned today. I rubbed my eyes, I hated attending interviews. The position for the nurse that I had back home had a tedious interview process which spanned for three whole days.I was so exhausted by the process that I even felt like quitting it midway.The interview was in the afternoon, giving me just enough time to tidy up the room and grab lunch from a local shop downstairs.I put on formal attire and pulled my hair in a ponytail. With modest makeup and a pair of heels, I was ready for the day.I put together all my certificates and identity cards, whatever I thought was necessary for the interview.I was feeling confident and happy about everything until I stepped out of the house.I could not find a ride!Maybe it was because it was lunch hours that no one w
Emma's POVThe call came in through the next morning. I had landed the job and I was super happy about it. The idea of going back to the hospital felt like peace.I called Natalie to share the happy news with her and as usual, she was excited for me too. We decided to catch up soon to celebrate this.I sat down on the couch, going through my call logs to find Alex's number. I was just about to click on his name when I received a call from an unknown number. Even though I didn't have this number saved, I could say who this was. My mood was instantly dampened and I was unsure whether to pick up the call or not.I decided to ignore it and they didn't call me back. I let out a sigh of relief and proceeded to call Alex."What's up?" He said as soon as he picked up the call. I smiled, "I have some good news for you. I got the job!""That's my girl! Congratulations." He said. Even though his tone was bland, I could say that he was happy for me too. Men suck at expressing their real feeling
Emma's POV"With Alex." I looked at Alex and smiled. He must have known by now who I was talking to.Asher asked, "Why? Are you guys going on a date?""What? No! Why would you think that?" I almost choked on my own saliva when I heard his words. I then explained, "I got a new job, so we are dining out to celebrate it.""Is that so?" He muttered and asked me about the job. After I explained the role to him, he said, "Aren't receptionists lower than nurses?""Yes, they are but this was what was available right now.""What about the job back in the city?" "I quit it." I said, earning severe backlash from the boy, "Mom, are you crazy? Why would you do that?"I replied, "I don't know when we will go back and I cannot find a job in the pack while still keeping that job. It's illegal."Asher was mum for a while and then asked, "Mom, did you quit the job to stay in the pack for us?""Does it matter…" I started but was cut off by him, "Mom, answer.""Yes." I admitted, "You see, sweety. Things
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