Emily's pov I thanked the woman for her concern and made my way towards the Misty Mountain. Her warning clear in my head. I would admit that her words did frighten me but I was still determined to at least try to find my real father. Hopefully.....he was still alive. Because he may be the only
Emily's pov The second thing I noticed was the pale white hair that was similar to snow. Her face was a bit thin, her button nose sitting right, her lips pouty. She was gorgeous. The girl's blue eyes widened in surprise as she saw me standing at the door. She seemed taken aback by my unexpected pr
Emily's pov My heart swelled with emotions. He recognized the resemblance to my mother. It was a strange and overwhelming feeling to finally meet the man who was my biological father. My eyes were fixed on him, trying to find any other similarities between us. Despite the initial tension, there
Emily's pov A week turned into two then three and before I know it, it was an entire month. Lamar continued to teach me about our werewolf heritage, guiding me through exercises that helped me tap into my wolf instincts and harness my abilities. It was both challenging and refreshing, and I could
Emera's pov There's a coldness in my heart the more distance I put between me and Emily. I find myself looking through the rearview mirror every second even though I was a long distance away from her. My heart hurt and tears blurred my vision. She was my baby girl, my only child and I had to le
Emera's pov My heart raced as I was yanked out of the car, the night air cold against my skin. Sirus's grip on my arm felt like a hot iron steel, and I winced in pain as his fingers dug into my flesh. I stumbled, my feet struggling to find their balance on the uneven wet ground. "Sirus," Bryson
Emera's pov "Sirus, this isn't the way. Let go of Emera. " Brent repeated, his voice firm and commanding. He was trying to reason with the aggressor, attempting to find a peaceful solution in the midst of the chaos. Sirus's face twisted with a mix of fury and disdain. " This woman," He hissed, his
Emera's pov Bryson's eyes blazed with a mixture of anger and protectiveness, his stance unwavering as he faced down Sirus. The tension was thick, a noticeable force that seemed to hang in the air as if the very forest we were in held its breath, waiting for the outcome of this confrontation. Sirus