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
Emily's povI'm as huge as a balloon! "Come on you got this," Lucy teased as she watch me waddle my way through the garden. I glared at her playfully and pouted. "I'm huge!" I whined, palming my very enormous belly. I could no longer see my feet. I may be exaggerating on the size of the bump but
Emily's povFeeling anxious and nervous, I waddled my way over to dad's little room. I knocked on the door and waited for him to open it. He wheeled out on his own, wishing me a good morning until he saw my face and stopped. He hand signed. "What's wrong?"I held my belly, my heart rate spiking a b