Alpha Michael’s POVLast night…I watched in grim silence as Nicholas poked the lifeless body of the rogue leader, his brow furrowed in alarm."He is dead," Nicholas reported, glancing up at me. "Why did you have to kill him? Now, how are we supposed to find your mate? When will you stop making bad decisions? You were never cut out to be an Alpha anyway."I simply smirked, walking across the lake towards the fallen criminal. Shoving my gun back into the waistband of my pants, I knelt beside the corpse, taking in the wide, staring eyes and the blood that leaked into the crystal-clear water."Get his body away from the lake," I ordered, gesturing to the small hole where the red blood was oozing in. "I don't want his filth contaminating the water."Nicholas obediently lifted the body onto his shoulders, grunting with the effort. "I will give him a quick burial," he muttered. "The scumbag doesn't deserve anything more."As my second-in-command disappeared into the forest, I glanced down a
Emily’s POV"When will Daddy Robert wake up, Mommy?" Winston inquired, stirring me from my restless sleep.Blinking the drowsiness from my eyes, I turned to see my son standing by the hospital bed, a plush toy clutched in his small hands. Hastily wiping the drool from my face, I pulled him onto my lap, our gazes settling on Robert's body."I don't know, sweetheart," I murmured, my heart clenching at the sight of his bandaged, coal-marked body. "But he is going to be alright, I'm sure of it, he has always been a fighter."Winston's lips puckered in a pout, and he reached up to brush the tears I hadn't even realized were sliding down my cheeks. "Don't cry, Mommy," he soothed. "Didn’t you say that Daddy Robert was going to be fine? Are you lying to me?"Before I could respond, he continued, his brow furrowing. "When are you going to make him my real daddy?" he asked, his voice tinted with a child's simple longing. "All the other kids at school have a mommy and daddy, but I only have you
Emily’s POVI tumbled across the bed as the warriors and Robert descended into a brutal fight. The men wrestled and grunted, fists flying as they fought to gain the upper hand."Don't hurt him!" I cried, but my pleas fell on deaf ears. One warrior landed a violent blow to Robert's face, blood spraying from his split lip.The room had fallen into utter chaos, with medical equipment and furniture scattered about the mess. The air was thick with the disgusting odor of sweat and the bright red trace of blood.My blood turned to ice when I realized that someone was behind me, but before I could move, I felt his hot breath against my earlobe. "Going somewhere?" Michael's voice boomed in my ear.I tried to run, but his iron grip encircled my waist, yanking me back against his muscular body. His large hand clamped over my mouth, muffling my cries."You are coming with me, whether you like it or not, little Omega," he growled, his hot breath fanning my cheek.Every fiber of my being rebelled a
Emily’s POVI felt hot tears roll down my cheeks, the humiliation and pain of the past few years crashing over me. My mind was spinning, the memory of James’s maltreatment, his refusal to protect me, was still fresh in my mind. I didn't want to give in, but I knew that if I resisted, he would only grow angrier."Don't cry, little Omega," he cooed, his breath hot against my skin. "If you divorce Robert and become my mate, I will make you the Luna of the Demontail Pack like you have always wanted. I can make you, my Luna."I shook my head vigorously, the thought of him touching me making my stomach churn. "Stop! Don't call me that, I'm not your luna."He pulled back slightly, his gaze burning into mine. "You will always be my Luna. Whether you like it or not, I am your Alpha, and you belong to me. James will have to share you, if he can’t, I will have to kill him."Before I could reply, his lips crashed against mine once more, his hands roaming over my body possessively. His touch was r
Alpha Michael’s POVThe borders of the sack were suffocating, the persistent motion of the truck leaving my back aching and my mouth as dry as the desert. I cursed my own recklessness, the wolfsbane I had heartlessly stuffed into Emily's sack now weighing heavily on my conscience.As the truck ground to a halt, the sound of the door creaking open had me tensing. A pair of harsh flashlight rays swept across the shipment, finally settling on my sack.One of the guards I had tasked with this work approached, a knife clutched in his hand. With a few quick slashes, the ropes binding me fell away, and I stood up, cracking my stiff neck and limbs.The guard eyed me with obvious concern. "Alpha, are you alright? We are finally out of the Glasslake pack, it was hard getting past the securities without getting searched, but our boss was able to get them to turn a blind eye."I simply grunted in response, accepting the bottle of water he offered. Gulping it down greedily, I glanced towards Emily
Emily’s POVThe sound of thundering footsteps shoved me awake, my entire body aching with a dull, throbbing pain. Puzzled, I shifted across the unfamiliar bed, squinting against the darkness that filled the room.Before I could fully gather my bearings, a stream of cold water came pouring down, soaking through my clothes and bed clothes. I jumped up with a startled yelp, my gaze snapping towards the shadowy person using the now-empty bucket."What the hell?" I demanded, wrapping my arms around myself. "Who the fuck are you? Why did you do that?""You should be grateful it was just water," a familiar voice hissed. The person stepped forward, and I felt my stomach crash as I recognized the crushing glare of Mrs. Blackwood. "If I had my way, it would have been acid."I stiffened at her bitter tone, a fresh wave of anger crashed over me. "How dare you!" I snapped. "How can you treat me like a piece of shit? Do you think I wanted to be here in the first place? I would rather be in the dang
Emily’s POVThe sight that greeted me through the glass panel stole the breath from my lungs, a sharp sting of pain shooting through my chest. There, chained to the bed, was a massive white wolf—its fur knotted and yellow eyes wild with fury. It could only be one person."J-James," I breathed, the realization hitting me on the head like a lead pipe.Beside me, Michael placed a steadying hand on the small of my back as I staggered, threatening to collapse to the floor."Easy, there," he murmured, his gaze trained on the tortured wolf before us. "The doctors are doing everything they can to bring him back to his normal state."I could only stare in mute horror as the medical staff moved with purpose, attaching various tubes and electrodes to the wolf's body. Suddenly, the head physician picked up a set of menacing-looking metal spikes, mouthing a word that sent a chill down my spine."Charge."With a shock the wolf shuddered, its body wrecked by violent shocks. The disturbing sound of i
Alpha Michael’s POVI stood in the courtyard, the cool night air doing little to crush the rumbling frustration bubbling inside me. Beside me, Emily listened carefully as the doctor narrated the latest developments regarding my brother."No one can go near him." I interrupted, furrowing my brow. "That's precisely why I hired you—to find a way to bring him back so people can go near him, especially his family."The man winced, his gaze dropping to the ground. "Alpha Michael, you just... wouldn't understand. We are still trying our best, but it's proving incredibly difficult." He paused, his expression darkening. "He has become a wild, dangerous beast. The chains have had to be replaced three times today alone."Emily moved closer, her face filled with a mix of concern and defiance. "How can he be dangerous when he is confined in that room?" she challenged.The doctor sighed heavily. "That's just it, the restraints may not be enough. He..." He hesitated, his Adam's apple bobbing as he s