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
Bryson's pov As the blood oozed out of her neck and her eyes lose the light in their depths....all I could feel was agony. Not only was the love of my life running away but now her mother- I run toward her, falling to my knees as I try to stop the bleeding. She could heal....but not from this. S
Bryson's pov The powerful ache in my chest grew as I think about her and wondered where did I go wrong. Why did she run? Why did she leave me? Did she not trust me to not protect her? Every thought pushed me deeper into the depths of pain. How can I be a good leader without my pillar by my s
Bryson's povThe pain was a bitter feeling, a bitter taste, a bitter reality. As I entered the secluded area where we keep the prisoners, anger built up inside me as I thought on every wrong thing I had done to end up in this position. If I had just not left her-" Lets not waste time. You'll use
Mark pushed closer to the corner, shaking his head even more. " I-I can't. I don-t know anything." Frustration and anger continued to swell up inside me, battling against the pain that had been gnawing at my core since Emily's run away.My mate left me, she run away. My sanity was on its last thre
Bryson's povAs we watch Mark disappear into the woods, I turn around. "You made a mistake Bryson. You should've kept on with the command." Dad pushed out of his mouth with a bit of frustration. My body stiffen. " I saved that man. He'd either be dead by my hands or the councils. And do you think
Emily's pov" You're really quick on your feet!" Lucianda giggled behind me as we make our way to the cabin. It has now been two months since I run away from my pack. Two months since I left Bryson. I would be lying if I said every day I do not wish to return to him. There's a constant pain in my
Emily's pov* Three months laterI took a gasp of air as I emerged from the water, clutching the edges of the tub as I pulled air into my lungs. I saw his face again. I've been dreaming and thinking about him more recently now and it may have to do with me holding his pup in my stomach. The guilt