Ember’s POV:Finally, the day of my engagement arrived for which I have been waiting anxiously. Not because I was excited about it but because I just wanted to get over it. But now that it was here, I couldn’t stop feeling nauseous.Ms. Tacy brought out a beige maxi dress made of the finest silk. It had an intricate work of pearls and glitters on its bodice and sleeves. It was elegant but even that failed to lift my mood.I switched the emotions button off inside me and went numb. Showering, I sat in front of the vanity and stared at my reflection. Pale face, sunken eyes, dark circles, and whatnot.Swallowing the lump in my throat, I leaned back and closed my eyes. I heard a beautician over me, “What look do you want for your engagement, Your Highness?”My lips were pressed tightly as I murmured blankly, “Do whatever seems best to you.”After an hour when she was done, I finally opened my eyes. She had kept the makeup minimum that would go perfectly with the beige dress.Without letti
Ember’s POV:Even on the stage, I couldn’t stop searching for a pair of pitch-black eyes amidst the crowd. I let out a bitter chuckle. So much for the damn warning. It seemed like the King of the North was not used to keeping up with his words because here I was just a few minutes away from wearing another man’s ring and no doors were banging, no grand appearance, and no enraged alpha in sight.“Umm, are you okay?” a voice came beside me.I snapped out of my thoughts and took in Alpha Arnold Pierce standing in front of me, “Yes I am,” I blurted out abruptly.He assessed me with careful eyes, “You look pale,” and then let out an idiotic chuckle, “It must be nervousness. I know, I was…”I couldn’t help rolling my eyes in annoyance. He was still blabbering about nonsense when I left him standing there and made my way to Father.“Any reason for not proceeding with the ceremony?” I bit out in frustration.He opened his mouth but before he could say something, his phone started ringing. As
Ember’s POV:I lifted my head to find Sophie running toward me. She crouched down and grabbed my shoulder, “Hey, what happened? Are you okay?”“I…” my throat clogged. It was all too much.Sophie rubbed my back to soothe me, “It’s okay. Everything will be okay.”Planting her hands on my shoulders, Sophie heaved me up and made me sit on the bed. Walking to the table, she fetched me a glass of water, and I gulped it down at once.It took me a few minutes to compose myself. I wiped my hand through my hair and grabbed a handful of it, “Any update about Deborah?”That's all that mattered to me now; to find my wolf and make sure she was okay. It’s been a few days since I found out that something was wrong with Aria. I needed to visit Deborah to seek some answers but she had been traveling to some other continent at the moment.Sophie patted me on the back, “She’ll be back in two days. We can visit then.”Two days. Two days were too much of a time. So much could go wrong in 2 days.I’ve been
Ember’s POV:I saw amusement flickering in Deborah's eyes as she assessed me.. I held her gaze and acknowledged, “You were right. My mother was not a werewolf. She was a witch, a really powerful one. And I am a half-werewolf and a half-witch.”Silence grew heavier in the room at my confession. I glanced between Sophie and Deborah and found them both staring at me. I let out a nervous chuckle, “Acknowledging it aloud feels both dreadful and elevating at the same time but I’ve decided to accept myself for who I am instead of running away from it.”There. I said it. Loud and clear.Moving closer, Sophie placed her hand over mine and squeezed gently whereas Deborah smiled softly at me, “That’s the spirit, my child.”I twitched my fingers nervously and leaned to the edge of the couch, “But what…what do you know about my mother? How was she?” I asked in a desperate need to know any tiny detail about my mother.Deborah’s smile widened as she thought about my mother. My chest swelled with prid
Ember’s POV:The walk back to the castle was eerily quiet. Neither Sophie nor I discussed the matter any further but our minds were still stuck on all that happened in the hut.Reaching the castle gates, I hypnotized the guards into oblivion who quickly opened the gates for us. With quick footsteps, I rushed into the castle with Sophie on my heels.Keeping my gaze on the floor, I pondered over the mess I was in. Taking a swift turn in the hall, I started climbing the stairs leading to my private wing. I was so immersed in my thoughts that I didn’t realize when my head hit something hard.“Ouch,” I yelped at the contact. It all happened so fast. I lost my balance on the stairs and my eyes widened in panic as I stumbled backward. I clamped my eyes shut and waited for the painful fall down the staircase. I was sure that it would leave a bump or two on my head.But instead of that, I felt a big, warm palm sliding around my waist. My eyes snapped open and I took in a pair of gray, stormy
Ember’s POV:“Meet Damon. He is our…business partner.” He then looked at the man who was still assessing with his dark stare, “Damon, meet my daughter, Ember Valdez.”My eyes widened and my head jerked toward the stairs. Damon. I remembered the name. Father had a very secretive phone call with him during my engagement party. He was the one who assured Father that the welcome gift had been delivered to the North.Now, all of a sudden, I seemed very much interested in this mysterious man who was somehow linked to the North. I didn’t miss my Father intentionally not mentioning his last name and I very much noticed the pause he took before lying about being his business partner.Taking long and steady steps, Damon reached the top of the staircase and stopped behind me. I turned around to face him and said slowly, “Damon.”I frowned as he bent slightly and grabbed my hand in his. Lifting our intertwined hands in the air, he stared deep into my eyes and whispered roughly, “I swear the name h
Ember’s POV:The next morning, I made my way into the dining room to have breakfast. As I sat on the chair, Anna appeared at my side, “What should I serve you for the breakfast, Your Highness?”My gaze traveled to the Head chair as I asked her, “Is Father not joining me today?”Placing a plate in front of me, she informed me, “King had his breakfast earlier this morning before he went out for a meeting.”Meeting? I wasn’t informed about any such meeting. Well, I wasn’t surprised, after all, there was so much going on behind my back in this castle.“Are you really getting married?” came a booming voice behind me.I jerked around to find a tall, bulky man standing in the doorway. Damon.My eyebrows pinched together, “What are you doing here in the castle this early in the morning?”Without averting his eyes away, he started taking slow steps in my direction, “I asked the question first.”My nostrils flared slightly as I bit out, “Not that it’s any of your business but yep, I am getting
Ember’s POV:“No! He did not!” Sophie exclaimed when I told her about the not-so-pleasant event that occurred at the breakfast.“I can’t fucking believe that he could’ve even thought of doing such a thing…and that too in the castle,” I felt my blood boiling all over again as I recalled those moments.Sophie jerked her hand and groaned in frustration, “Why even is he in the castle?”I planted my palms on my hips and spat in annoyance, “Apparently he is a very special guest of Father who is going to stay in the castle for God knows how long.”Sophie was furious at Damon’s actions and attitude. Crossing her arms over her chest, she flared her nostrils, and gritted out in one breath, “And tell me why the hell you didn’t hypnotize him and compelled him to cut his own jugular with the same fucking knife?”Fuck. I was hoping that she wouldn’t go there but who was I kidding? She was Sophie, the always curious-and-pays-attention-to-every-tiny-detail entity.I swallowed and averted my gaze, “I…
Ember's POV: The next morning, I woke up with Nicholus's arm wrapped around me. As I tried to wriggle out of his hold, he squirmed in his sleep and tightened his hold, "Mmhmm, where are you going?" I glanced over my shoulder at his adorable, groggy eyes he was squinting at me with. "I have to go," I replied. He groaned, unhappy with the answer, "No, don't go anywhere. Just stay here and give me morning cuddles."At that, I burst out laughing loudly, "People would call me crazy if I'd ever tell them that the ruthless alpha of the North just said those cheesy words to me."Moving his hand to my bottom, he spanked my ass playfully, "You naughty, little princess, why would you tell anyone about what happens in our bedroom?"I giggled under my breath, "Good thing that the room is soundproof or otherwise I wouldn't need to 'tell' them about what exactly happens in our bedroom."Snuggling closer, he licked my earlobe and whispered roughly, "Yeah, because your loud screams and hot moans wou
Ember's POV:Knowing that I had a long day ahead, I hit the bed earlier than usual. I just wanted to restore my energy to appear fresh and energetic while making my first public appearance.But despite everything from lighting the candles with soothing aromas to drinking the herbal tea, I was unable to find sleep. Hours passed and I still found myself tossing and turning on the bed as restlessness zinged inside me.There was a ball of nervousness inflating inside my belly as I thought about tomorrow. Even though after careful consideration, we've shortlisted the smallest and most welcoming pack for our first visit I just couldn't help thinking about the worst outcome.I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the door creaking open. I glanced over my shoulder to find Nicholus closing the door behind him.As he turned around, a slight frown appeared between his brows, "Why are you still up? Is everything okay?" I caught a hint of worry in his voice as his eyes roamed over all over
Ember's POV:The next day after breakfast, we all gathered in the conference room to discuss the plan and schedule of coming days.I was sitting on a chair next to Nicholus's head chair with a file of pack names and descriptions opened in front of me.Darius, who was sitting accross from me, inquired curiously, "So, what pack are we going to visit first?"My eyes scanned the contents of the file while my mind was busy making a strategy.Just when I opened my mouth to answer him, a breath got stuck in my lungs. I felt electricity rushing through my veins as Nicholus sprawled his hand over my thigh.Slowly, I clamped my mouth shut and swallowed hard as his thumb stroked my thigh. Why a mere movement felt so damn sensual was beyond my understanding.Darius who was still waiting for an answer raised his eyebrow, "Well?"I swallowed again and huffed out a huge breath, "First, we'll..."Once again, my mouth clamped shut as Nicholus's hand started moving up my thigh, letting tingles break al
Ember's POV:Tears were already brimming my eyes when I reached the door. My insides were swelling with so much rage that I had no idea how to keep them inside anymore. Without sparing a glance over my shoulder at my sobbing mother, I threw the door open and stormed outside only to come to a sudden halt when I spotted Nicholus leaning against the wall.As soon as he saw me, he straightened abruptly. His eyes roamed all over my red, angry face before settling on my eyes crested with tears.I was on the verge of crying but I didn't want to do that in front of him. I didn't want him to perceive his mate as weak and vulnerable who didn't know how to handle a situation or navigate her feelings.His jaw clenched tightly at seeing me in that state. I jerked my face to the other side, unsure of when these traitors of tears would decide to betray me.Nicholus took a quick step toward me but before he could take another, I raised my palm in the air and choked through the lump in my throat, "Don
Ember's POV: Unable to look at her being hurt by my words, I averted my gaze, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude." I took a deep breath and willed myself to calm down and think rationally. Pulling her hand away from my face, she fumbled her fingers together, "Never apologize for speaking your mind." That coming from her made so much sense. That actually made me realize that my mother wasn't some weak woman, indeed. For years, she faced Father's oppression and finally, did find a way out of his clutches. Father had often reprimanded me for having too many opinions or always speaking my mind. He perceived my fierce personality as a sign of arrogance. But hearing these words from my mother made me wonder whether I got this fierceness from her. Moving my gaze to the couch, I waved at it, "Let's have a seat." I waited for her to start moving and then followed her to the couch. As she sat down, I followed the suit and sat on the couch adjacent to hers. She was still fumbling with
Ember's POV:With my heart stuck in my throat and gaze on the floor, I stepped inside the Guest Hall where she awaited me.She? Who? Even in my mind, I couldn’t bring myself to give her any title. And that got me wondering what was I actually supposed to call her. Mom? Mummy? That would sound so weird. It wasn't like we had some deep bond of love between us. Alas, it would have been if she hadn't left me.Mother, maybe? Like Father. I never called him dad or daddy because I never felt like that. Pain shot through me as I suddenly realized this lady standing in front of me was even more of a stranger than I considered my Father to be.At least, he stayed with me despite everything. Even though deep in his heart, there was hatred for me but still, he never left me. I don’t care whether that was because I was his only heir or what, he did remain with me, and brought me up. Even though he couldn’t give me his love, he did give me all the facilities one could ask for. And still, despite al
Ember’s POV:Today was the D-Day. And that fact was hanging over my head since the moment my body recovered from the hard-core orgasms my mate had bestowed me with all morning.Nicholus had offered to stay with me but I didn't want him to stop everything and babysit me while I fretted over meeting my mother for the very first time.To calm my jittery nerves, I decided to go for a long and hot shower. The maid even lit up some candles with soothing aroma but unfortunately, even after half an hour of leisuring in the bathtub, my mind was still stuck on my mother.With a ball of anxiety rotating in my stomach, I let out a loud sigh and hopped out of the bathtub. Wrapping the bathrobe around me, I strode out of the bathroom.While making my way toward the closet, I heard a knock on the door. Halting, I turned toward it and hollered at whoever was on the other side to come in.I watched as the door slid open and a maid stepped inside. Bowing at her waist, she started speaking politely, "Go
Ember's POV: The next morning, I woke up to find myself spooned in Nicholus's embrace. One of his arms was under my head while the other one was wrapped around my belly. I fucking loved mornings like these. Waking up to the warmth of my mate was worth every difficulty I'd survived till now. Oh, what I wouldn't give to have his body tightly pressed against mine every morning. I shifted slightly and froze as something poked in my ass. His morning wood. Did I fail to mention that while counting the morning blessings? Something hot exploded in my lower belly as heat pooled between my legs. My heart started racing excitingly as I shifted slightly to have the perfect angle to rub my ass on his hard dick. As I slid my ass up and down his hard-on, I felt slick wetness leaking out of my pussy. Fuck, it felt so amazing that I could do that all day without a pause. And suddenly, my heartbeat turned erratic as I heard a deep, morning voice, "You again?" It was so sensual that a new wave of
Ember's POV: The next day while we were all gathered around the dining table during lunch, Nicholus's phone started ringing. One glance at the screen and my breath got stuck in my lungs as the name 'Mabel' flashed as the caller ID. Mother. Quickly grabbing the phone off the table, Nicholus excused himself and hurried outside. For a long minute, I stayed stuck in that moment. A ball of nervousness inflated inside me. Yesterday, I asked Nicholus to contact her and tell her I wanna meet her. As much as I was curious, I was also dreading the moment he would walk back inside and explode the bomb on me. I couldn't believe I was actually sitting there, with a stomach tightly coiled in a knot of fear, wondering whether my own mother would agree to meet her only daughter after abandoning her all those years ago. For the first time ever, I was questioning my worth. Would she see me worthy enough to meet me? Or was I going to be shunned once again? My stomach churned. The taste of my mouth