Emma's POVAll three of us decided to forget Draven's existence from our life and pretend as if we don't even know him. Asher also asked me to toughen up and not let him into our lives again if he ever comes crawling back.“I won't. I won't make you both go through it again.”We got back home and the kids went out to play. They were handling it better than I was and I was at peace thinking that my kids will be alright.I changed into a new set of clothes, brewed myself a cup of coffee and went upstairs to the balcony. I was planning to sip on the coffee and read a magazine to relax. But when I went to pick up the booklet, I saw X's file on the table and was reminded of them. I picked the file instead and headed to the balcony.I kept the coffee mug on the little table next to me and opened the document, it had the word ‘Confidential’ written on the first page.I did not care too much about it and flipped the page without much expectations but when I saw what was inside her, I was force
The goons did not seem to like his interruption. They said, “Hey, who are you? Get the fuck out of here.”The man stepped forward and said, “Guys, she is all alone and drunk. It is not very manly of you to trouble a helpless woman.” unless you wanna get beat up.”“We don't need to prove to you our manliness.” One of the men, who seemed to be their leader said, “Leave us alone or else you will regret.”“Regret? So, we are getting violent, huh? I was not in the mood for one but okay, whatever.”“Are you an idiot?” He said, “Stop wasting our time, man.”The man in the mask crossed his arms and kept challenging them, “What if I don't leave?”“You will get beat up.”“Oh, beat up?” The mysterious man laughed before pulling out a gun and pointed it at us, “What about now?”As soon as the goons saw the gun, they tamed down. Their tone was no longer authoritive, “Are you mad? Put in down?”The man did not put it down, instead he pulled the trigger making them raise their hands in the air.“Hey
Emma's POVTwo days later…I was in front of the mirror, doing my makeup. I did not want to look dull at a fancy party. The banquet was a masquerade ball with the theme as the ‘Victorian Era'. I did not want to spend money on this stupid party so I borrowed a dress from Natasha. It was a pale blue dress, it was a safe color and would not attract much attention.Since I did not have an invitation on my own, I took Natasha's. Since my face would be covered, it was not like they would recognise me. And, I was going together with Alex for extra safety; he would handle things if they go South.The party was at Natasha's father's pack which was a three hour drive from here.Alex said he would pick me up in ten minutes.The kids sat watching me get ready and said, “You look pretty, mommy.”“Thank you, sweetie.” I smiled at Ashel.As for Asher, he was straight to the business, “Did you rehearse what you are going to say?”“Yes, sir. I did.”“Good.” He jumped off the bed and came to me. Passi
Emma's POV Alex hung his head, feeling dejected. He turned around and looked out of the window, possibly to hide the sorrow overwhelming in his eyes. I asked, “Alex… Are you okay?”“Yeah, I am.” He took his time to reply and turned to look at me with the same bright smile he always does. But there was something about this smile which made it look dishonest, he was faking it.I said, “I am sorry…”“Hey, don't be.” He patted my head, “I love you, you are not obliged to reciprocate it to me. If anything, you have already reciprocated the love to me with the kindness you showed. I was supposed to die that day, I had accepted my fate but you gave me a second chance and motivated me to achieve whatever I am today.”I fell silent.Back when I was still in the city, Alex once told me about this in a drunk spur. I was shocked to know what all he had done just to be able to stay in the same pack as me. Ironically, it reminded me of myself but with Draven. I was the same hopeless romantic, wan
Emma's POVAlex and I sat at our table, drinking champagne, observing the crowd and waiting for the right moment. Whenever someone approached us, Alex did all the talking and made sure I did not have to talk much as it would threaten my identity.Thirty minutes later, Alpha Gracy, the Alpha of the pack finally showed up! He looked delighted as he walked up to his daughter and hugged her. The marriage of their daughter is everyone's dream and it was showing on his face how content he was right now.As far as I remember, Stella's father was not very happy with Draven in the initial days. His resistance to him grew stronger when he married me after Stella went into a coma.But now, he seemed to have accepted him for the sake of his daughter.Poor Alpha! I wonder how he will react when he finds out his daughter is not as innocent as she looks. Alex chuckled softly, piquing my curiosity. I gulped down the champagne in my mouth and asked, “What are you giggling about?”“Alpha Gracy must h
Emma's POV“Kidnapped?”“Human traffickers?”The crowd started to chatter amongst themselves when they heard my allegations. Right after I got kidnapped, Draven's mother died and he disappeared. The pack was already going through so much that I never told people about what happened to me. Alex even encouraged me to go and file a report in the police station for my own safety but I refused as I was naively believing that Draven was looking into it and he would protect me.Draven's expressionless face clouded with seriousness, “What? Who is it?”I was taken aback by his question. Why… why did he want to know the identity of the culprit? Did he not disappear for two whole months and made it clear to me that he did not care about it!I came here hoping for Draven to not be ready to listen to me and chase me out of the venue. But now, that he was totally deviating from the script I have in my mind, I don't know what to do.Stella, who was watching all of this, finally spoke up, “Emma, what
Emma's POV“What is happening?” Alpha Gracy was growing impatient and he snatched the document from his Beta's hand to take a look himself. He was furiously turning the pages but as soon as he too understood the content, his prideful face turned as pale as that of a ghost.He looked at his daughter and asked, “Stella, what is all this? Did you pay those men to kidnap her?”“I… I…” Stella could no longer deny or accept the truth in front of everyone.Even though she did not admit to it, people were not dumb. They know what had happened and started to criticize Stella without holding back.'Oh my God, can you believe this? She looks so innocent and harmless but she tried to get that poor girl sold.’'I never expected this from her. Alpha Gracy is such a good man, who would have thought his daughter would be such a bad nut.’'Imagine being a girl and capable of such sinister things. I wonder why she did it?’‘'Isn’t it evident? Since Emma is married to Alpha Draven, she wanted to get rid
Emma's POVNo one came forward to help, even Alpha Gracy, who was responsible for the protection of everyone within his pack territories was standing there, stunned at the sight of his daughter who had gone savage.“I will kill you.” Stella growled at my face, “I was living a good life. Draven was mine but you had to come and ruin everything.”I managed to use all my force and pushed her aside, while she was on the ground, I attempted to run away but she grabbed my leg and pulled me back.I fell on the ground and she pinned me down, trying to dig her dagger right into my throat, “Why did you do this, huh? You are a rank-less wolf who was picked up from the forest. You are no one, why do you think you could be the Luna of a pack? Bitches like you who steal the lives of other women should be kicked out of the pack.”“Stella, stop!” I said but she was in no right mind to listen to me.“You are a whore and you deserve to be in a whore house.”“Enough.” Draven grabbed Stella and practicall
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