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CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
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EMMELINEThe entire ride back to Darius’s pack, I couldn’t sit still.My hands were clammy, my stomach twisted in knots, and no matter how much I tried to tell myself that everything would be fine, my nerves refused to settle.Darius sat beside me in the truck, arms crossed, legs stretched out like he didn’t have a single worry in the world. Meanwhile, my heart was hammering so hard I thought I might throw up.“You need to relax,” he murmured, tilting his head toward me. “Nobody’s going to know they’re in the truck.”I exhaled sharply. “I know.”“But?”I clenched my jaw. “But I can’t shake this feeling.”Darius sighed, shaking his head. “You’re doing everything right, Emmeline.”I shot him a dry look. “Oh yeah? Then why does it feel like something could go horribly wrong at any second?”He reached over, taking my hand and squeezing it. “Because you care.”I stared at our hands. His grip was warm, solid. A comfort I didn’t want to admit I needed.“This is the first time I’ve done somet
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DARIUS“It’s not the same killer.” I kept my voice level, my face a mask. No way I was letting these two clowns see me sweat.Crock narrowed his eyes. “Is that so? And what makes you so sure, Darius?”“Evidence,” I said simply. “I’ve been investigating, like I promised. Turns out your trackers weren’t exactly saints.”Mathias scoffed. “Evidence? What evidence? Care to enlighten us?”“Gladly.” I snapped my fingers at one of my guards. “Go get the Beta. And tell him to bring the uh… guest.”The guard scurried off. I let the silence hang heavy, watching the two alphas fidget. It was almost amusing. Almost.My beta, Dawson, strode in a few minutes later, a skinny, nervous-looking man trailing behind him.“Here’s our evidence.” I gestured towards the pair. “Or rather, he is. We have more, but let's hear what our friend here has to say.”Dawson cleared his throat. “During our investigation, we discovered that the trackers… well, they’d made quite a few enemies. Especially in the Red Cave Pa
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EMMELINEI was going to lose my damn mind.Heat had come early, and it was worse than I ever remembered. My skin felt too tight, my body on fire, and no matter how much I tossed and turned, nothing helped.Cara, my wolf, wasn’t making things any easier. Go to him. You need him. You want him.“No, I don’t,” I muttered, shoving my face into my pillow.Liar.I moaned, gripping the sheets as another wave of need hit me. Fuck. I was already burning up, and I hadn’t even touched myself yet. My body was betraying me, my mind drowning in nothing but thoughts of him.Darius.I squeezed my thighs together, but it only made it worse. My body craved him like an addict needing a fix. Cara kept clawing at me, desperate for his scent, his touch, him.I let out a strangled groan, kicking the blankets off. They felt suffocating, and yet without them, the cool air against my skin made it worse.I was so screwed.I tried to distract myself. Counting. Deep breathing. Thinking of the ugliest, most unsexy
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EMMELINEI woke up nestled in Darius’s arms, warm and content. A blush crept up my neck and I felt shy. It wasn't like this was the first time we'd woken up like this, but still…For a moment, I let myself just exist there, tangled up with him, my body sore in all the best ways.Then I made the mistake of looking up.He was watching me. Smirking."Ugh," I groaned, burying my face against his chest. "You’re a creep. How long have you been awake?""Long enough to appreciate the view," he teased, his voice a low, lazy rumble.I swatted his arm. "That’s disturbing."His grin widened. "No, it’s not. It’s endearing.""Says the man literally watching me drool in my sleep.""You don’t drool," he murmured, brushing a finger along my jaw. "But you do make these little sighing noises when you’re dreaming. Kind of adorable.”"So you like watching me sleep?" I asked, peeking up at him through my lashes.He simply nodded, his expression turning serious.I narrowed my eyes at him. "You are way too i
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DARIUSMy shoes clicked against the marble floor, each step echoing my growing unease. What the hell was Great Aunt Mildred doing here? The woman was a walking, talking disaster zone, and the last thing I needed was her anywhere near Emmeline.I rounded the corner into the foyer and there she was—she dressed like she’d raided a clown’s closet. And next to her… a girl. Young. Like, really young.“Darius!” Mildred shrieked, engulfing me in a hug that smelled strongly of lavender and mothballs. “My boy! It’s been such a long time!”Long time? We saw each other last year at Christmas. I swear, the woman’s memory is shorter than my… patience.“When I saw you last, you were just a boy!” she continued, squeezing me tighter. I could feel my ribs protesting.I peeled her off me, forcing a smile. "Aunt Mildred. This is… a surprise."She beamed, all wrinkles and rouge. "Isn't it? And this is Olivia, my granddaughter.”Olivia offered a shy smile and a small "Hello." She looked like she’d just
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DARIUSI glared at Great Aunt Mildred across the dining table, feeling my patience thinning with every second.The old woman had insisted on this dinner, and now I was stuck here, watching her chew like she was savoring my suffering.I had no idea what Emmeline was up to, but I hoped she was enjoying her freedom while I was trapped here. The longer Mildred was here, the more my anxiousness would grow. "This will soon be a regular thing," Aunt Mildred announced, dabbing her lips with a napkin. "Family dinners. Just like the good old days."I coughed. "We were never a family that had dinners together.""Nonsense." She waved her hand dismissively. "And once you're married, you'll appreciate them even more."I set my fork down and met her gaze. "I'm not getting married."Silence.Mildred looked like I'd just told her I planned to live in a cave and survive on tree bark.Then came the voice I’d been trying to ignore all night."Then why do you have a concubine?"I snapped my head toward O
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EMMELINEMy breath hitched. My blood ran cold. Darius’s great-aunt, that wrinkled prune of a woman, stared at me like I was a particularly interesting bug. “Something about her looks… different,” she croaked, her old hoarse. Different how? My heart raced. I’d masked my scent like usual. Had she sniffed me out, like that old doctor?Fear coiled in my gut. My heart hammered against my ribs. Was my Lycan secret about to blow up in my face?“Different? She looks exactly the same,” Darius snapped, stepping in front of me like a protective wall. Thank the Goddess for his quick retort. The old woman shook her head, her eyes still boring into me. She actually reached out a hand, trying to touch my face. I flinched back, disgust twisting my features. "Her features are… sharper,” the aunt insisted. “And she smells… peculiar."Seriously? Peculiar? What did Lycans smell like to these people anyway? Wet dog? Burnt toast? I desperately hoped I smelled more like the scent I had practical
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EMMELINEUgh. This day started off on the wrong freakin' foot and just kept nosediving. I woke up starving, ready to demolish a stack of pancakes, only to find my breakfast…gone. Vanished. Poof.Either eaten or tossed in the trash. Nobody seemed to know, or care, which. The empty plate just sat there mocking me.My first suspect? Olivia, of course. That girl has been a thorn in my side since she arrived.I marched right up to her, not even bothering to put on a fake smile. “Did you have anything to do with my missing breakfast?”She gave me this condescending sneer, the kind that makes you want to punch a wall. “Please, Molly. You’re way too irrelevant for me to waste my time on.”The urge to slap that smirk off her face was strong. But I held back. For now. “Fine,” I muttered, heading to the kitchen. “More for me, then.” I told the cook to whip me up something else, trying to ignore the simmering rage in my belly.But things just escalated. Hours later, I went to grab my clothes
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