Alpha Michael’s POV"Don't be so sure, little pup," Marcus sneered, the twisted curl of his lips sending a shiver down my spine. "I have taken down bigger and better wolves than the two of you."I charged at Marcus, but he easily sidestepped my attack, his massive fist connecting with my gut in a punishing blow that left me gasping for breath. I stumbled backwards, clutching at the aching, throbbing pain burning through my stomach, only to have Marcus close the distance between us, his fist slamming into my face with a sickening crunch.Blood spurted from my nose, the metallic tang assaulting my senses as I swung my hands wildly, desperately trying to hit him back, but Marcus effortlessly avoided my clumsy, furious attempts."Michael, are you okay?" Robert's voice cut through the haze of pain, and I glimpsed him rushing to my side, his right arm hanging lifelessly, a trace of blood crimson oozing through his hand."I'm fine," I managed, my words devolving into a helpless gurgle. "We h
Emily’s POVI felt a persistent tapping on my arm, pulling me from the peaceful embrace of sleep. I groaned, swinging my hand blindly in a weak attempt to ward off the intrusion, and felt it connect with something solid, my knuckles colliding with a resounding smack.A sharp cry of pain rang out, and I blinked my eyes open, my vision slowly clearing to reveal the pack doctor clutching his nose, his features twisted in a mask of discomfort."What is wrong with you?" he exclaimed, his voice muffled.I glanced around, realizing with a start that I was no longer bound to the bed, the familiar constraints that had once held me captive were now absent. "I... I'm sorry," I stammered, unsure of what to say.The doctor sighed, lowering his hand to reveal the angry, reddened skin of his nose. "You have been sleeping for a while. You should wake up and go tend to the old man you were hired to care for before the Alpha starts complaining."I glared at him, remaining silent. I tried to rise from t
Alpha James’s POVThe agonized, blood-curdling screams coming from the clinic room snapped me out of my reverie, the bitter remains of my breakfast still lingering on my tongue. Without a moment's hesitation, I rushed towards the door, intent on seeing what disaster had occurred.But as I reached for the doorknob, Nicholas and two other burly warriors appeared, their swords crossing in front of me like a barrier, blocking my path.A frown spread across my face as I glared at them. "Remember your place, I am your Alpha. Step aside."Nicholas shook his head, his expression grave. "You should trust me," he insisted, his tone low and serious. "You don't want to see what's in there. Why don't you go finish your breakfast? I will handle things here."Their defiant stance only served to attract my curiosity further. "What sort of nonsense are you talking about?"Gripping the crossed blades, I wrenched them apart, the sharp edges tearing into the flesh of my palms. The warriors struggled to m
Alpha James’s POVPulling her toward me, I pressed my mouth to hers, forcing my tongue between her teeth and claiming her. After a moment, she seemed to realize what was happening and tried to pull away, but I held her tight, continuing the assault."No, you wanted to play, and now you are going to," I told her, reaching down and yanking her pants and panties off in one movement. As she stumbled, I grabbed her and swung her around, bending her over the conference table and forcing her down onto her stomach."What are you doing?" she cried, trying to rise."Teaching you a lesson," I snarled. Pulling a length of rope from my belt, I quickly bound her hands, then grabbed a second piece and tied her ankles together. "And you are going to pay for the shit you have pulled today.""What?" she asked, looking back over her shoulder at me. "I didn’t do anything, whatever that bitch told you, she was lying."I met her gaze with a smirk. "You heard me. You have been acting like a bratty little om
Emily’s POVThe searing pain that radiated from my ass was nothing compared to the ache in my chest as I stared into James' gray eyes, seeing a darkness there that shattered the image I had so carefully constructed of him."Understand this, Braveheart," he growled, his grip tightening around the tangled locks of my hair, the sharp tugs sending jolts of discomfort through my scalp. "You will be looking after Carol now and making sure she eats everything she needs to grow a healthy baby. If anything happens to the child in her stomach, you will be the one to blame for it."I glared up at him, my jaw clenched with a defiant refusal to cower in the face of his barely contained fury. "Never," I snapped. "I will never be that bitch's servant, you guys can go to hell for all I care!"His hand twitched, and I caught sight of the leather riding crop on the nearby table. Before he could reach for it, the door burst open, and Michael strode in."Brother, Robert has something to tell—" he began,
Emily’s POVI chewed the last bit of salad in my mouth and picked up the glass of orange juice on the tray. I looked at Michael from the side of my eyes as I tried to drink it seductively, feeling the juice slide down my throat and into my boobs.The liquid seemed to be moving slowly, and I was aware that every bit of it was making its way through me, my blood carrying it everywhere inside me, making me feel hotter than I should have."So, what is it like outside the packhouse? I have never been to this neighborhood before." I inquired, hoping to distract him, while I moved closer and gently rested my head on his shoulder, pretending to yawn and stretch.He was tense at first, but gradually relaxed when my head touched his shoulder."There are some places we can't go," he said softly. "The woods are off-limits. You can go as far as the lake, but no farther. We are not allowed to cross the borders of the pack, even into our neighboring packs. The forest is full of wild wolves, they are
Emily’s POVA sharp, piercing sound suddenly cut through the blanket of my sleep, and I blinked my eyes open to find Jessica standing at the foot of the bed, her arms folded across her chest, her face twisted with disgust. "I can see you guys have finally decided to work things out and be together," she uttered, her voice all sharp edges. "What was I even thinking? A wolfless omega like you had always been a slut, you wouldn't hesitate to get into any bed with an Alpha male." I groaned, instinctively trying to remove myself from Michael's protective hold, but his grip only tightened around my shoulders, pulling me closer to the comforting warmth of his body."Bitch, what are you doing in an Alpha’s room?" Jessica demanded, her voice sounding more annoying than ever. "I should be asking you that question," I responded, wincing as the movement aggravated the lingering, throbbing pain in my backside. "Last time I checked, you and your fiancé are here as guests, and Robert isn't part o
Alpha James’s POV I was seated in my office, going through some documents on my desk, when a knock came from the door. My mind was preoccupied with thoughts of my mate and how I had spanked her for another she-wolf. I was trying to involve myself in my job, but it was difficult. I was having a meeting in a few minutes, and I didn't want to be distracted.The door opened, and Carol walked into my office, slamming the door shut behind her, the sound echoing off the polished mahogany walls. She was wearing a dress that clung to her curves like a second skin, the fabric so thin that I could see the faint outline of her nipples beneath it.I tried to keep my gaze focused on the documents scattered across my desk, but it was like trying to ignore a siren’s call. My eyes were drawn to her, and I was unable to look away."I heard you haven't eaten since morning," she said, her voice low.She sauntered over to my desk, tray in hand, the smell of the food making my stomach growl. I glanced up
Emily’s POVThree months had passed since that fateful night, and as I sat before the decorative dressing mirror, my heart raced with a combination of excitement and anxiety. Sarah and Mrs. Blackwood hovered around me, meticulously arranging my veil and fussing over the details of my gown."You are stressing me out, you two!" I huffed, rolling my eyes. "The maids could have finished this just fine, but no, you had to step in."Sarah hissed, gently smoothing the delicate lace. "Nonsense! I promised I would help with your wedding prep, and I'm not backing down now." Her warm smile was a far cry from the cold indifference she had once shown me. "After all, I have been your mother since middle school, Emmy."I had to fight back the tears that threatened to spill, staining my carefully applied makeup. I had promised myself I wouldn't cry today, this was my moment to beam with joy as I walked down the aisle to my beloved James.A soft knock at the door announced a new arrival, and I looked
Emily’s POV"Now it's your turn to have fun," James said as he guided me to the bed and made me lay down on the bed on my back.My mate came on top of me and started kissing, pushing his tongue as far as it would go into my mouth while rubbing his hand all over my tits with his hand. With him on top of me, my breasts and nipples rubbed against his hard chest as their hands worked up and down my naked body. James moved his head down my body, licking at my breasts, sucking my nipples, and nibbling at my stomach and torso as he lowered down between my legs. He pulled me to the edge of the bed as he got on his knees with his face between my legs, then held the waistband of my panties and pulled them down from my waist.I arched my back off the bed so he could slide my panties off my waist and out of my legs. He took a hold of my leg and placed it on his shoulder, with my flower exposed to his view. I blushed sheepishly, knowing he could see my wet pussy.I gasped, and my whole body tense
Emily’s POVFour days had passed since I had come running back to the Demontail Packhouse, my heart's only desire to reunite with my beloved James. And now, I found myself pacing anxiously outside the private clinic room, my fingers wringing together as I expected news of Winston's condition.The surgery had been underway for hours, and my legs ached from the endless watch. Sinking to my knees, I stared at the wooden door, silently willing it to open to bring me news of my son's wellbeing.The soft fall of footsteps had me glancing up, and I felt my breath catch in my throat as James approached, his warm gaze finding mine. Wordlessly, he dropped down beside me, wrapping a comforting arm around my shoulders and pressing a tender kiss to my cheek."How is the surgery going?" he murmured, his voice filled with concern.I shook my head helplessly. "I don't know yet, but I can't think straight."Giving my hand a reassuring squeeze, James met my gaze steadily. "Our son is going to be alrigh
Emily’s POVI couldn't control the steady stream of tears that fell down my cheeks as Robert encircled me in a comforting hug. I stood before my grandfather's freshly dug grave, the cold October wind whipping through the funeral hall as mourners gathered behind me.So many unfamiliar faces had come to pay their respects, yet my focus remained fixed only on the ornate casket that held my beloved grandfather's earthly remains. I remembered the last time he had hired bodyguards to protect me from Robert and couldn't help but wonder what had become of them.My grandfather had been the father I had never truly known, the one who had scolded my own father for cruelly chasing me out, who had showered me with affection and sympathy. It was that very favoritism that had driven the block between us, my father's hatred decaying like a poison.Robert's hand gently guided me as I placed the bouquet of lily-of-the-valley, my grandfather's favorite flowers, on top the casket. I tried to pull away, d
Alpha James’s POVI refused to accept Emily's rejection, I couldn’t. Rising to my feet, I chased after her, reaching out to grasp her hand. But she yanked it free, turning to face me. Her gaze was thoughtfully averted, her shoulders tense."Is it true?" I demanded, and my heart slammed against my ribcage with alarming force. "Tell me you were just joking, that you don't mean it."Emily's lips thinned into a tight line. "Denial won't solve anything. I'm sorry for leading you on before when you were just regaining your senses. The doctor said you needed love and guidance, but I'm done with you and Michael. I want nothing more to do with either of you." Her doctor said you needed love and guidance, but I'm done with you and Michael. voice remained surprisingly calm despite the heartbreak. "Thank you for coming back for me, but I didn’t really need your help."Hot tears glistened in her eyes as she spoke, her voice spiked with a finality that pierced me to the core. "It's better if you r
Alpha James's POVThe minutes went by like an eternity as the noxious gas finally began to clear from the packhouse. Michael and I were left crawling on the hard floor, our bodies smashed with weakness.Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps reached my ears. Summoning the last of my strength, I lifted my gaze to see Marcus striding towards us, his face covered by a protective mask."You could have prevented all this," he remarked, squatting down in front of me. "If only you had come to me earlier and made a deal."He leaned in closer, his foul breath fanning across my face. "But now that the gas is out there, wiping out the rest of your pack...you are going to tell me where all the money is."I struggled to push myself up, glaring defiantly at him. "I will tell you nothing, prick. My pack is ruined, damaged beyond repair. I have nothing left to return to." I spat the words with frustration. "I hate you more than life itself. I will take pleasure in killing you and tasting your b
Author’s POVThe first crow's call pierced the pre-dawn air, awakening the Demontail Pack members from their sleep. In the campsite, warriors sharpened their weapons, readying themselves for the coming war.Sarah, Mrs. Blackwood, and Geneva worked in the kitchen, distributing the precious cure to the waiting pack members. The bitter liquid elicited comical expressions as it was consumed, but the urgency of their job allowed no room for fun."The alpha and the warriors at the lake need some cure too!" A warrior shouted, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear.Geneva gathered some glasses onto a tray in her hand and shouted back. "I’m on it!"She rushed outside the border of the campsite towards the lake, where Alpha James and the other warriors were bathing naked. The sun was beaming and directing down rays on the water, making it shine and sparkle as she approached. The other warriors were splashing around, having a good time, as they laughed and joked. She couldn't help but sta
Author's POVThe lush greenery of the park surrounded Emily and Jessica as they sat side by side on the bench, their children playing melodiously on the grassy floor. Jessica's voice was abnormally soft as she addressed the youngsters."You are all family now, so no fighting or bullying, alright?"The twins and Winston looked up in surprise but quickly resumed their game, sharing toys and laughter. Emily felt tears well in her eyes as she watched the kids play, Jessica's words stirring up emotions she had long suppressed.Sensing her distress, Jessica turned to her, her expression somber. "Um, I know the past five years have been hard on you," she murmured. "The bullying, the loneliness—even my own mother didn't shed a tear for me when I was brutally raped by those rogue wolves. She made it look like it was my fault, I got kidnapped and she told me to get rid of the twins."Emily opened her mouth to respond, but Jessica raised a hand, silencing her. Slowly, she slid off the bench, kne
Author’s POVThe once-lively park now sat in a sad, strange silence, different from the carefree days of the past. Emily gazed around the unhappy surroundings, her eyes resting on her son, who sat beside her on the bench, completely engrossed in playing with the Spiderman figurines Robert had given him.A bittersweet smile tugged at her lips as she watched him, so oblivious to the darkness that had fallen upon their pack. Reaching into her pocket, she withdrew the phone and wanted poster she'd borrowed from the daycare. Emily’s own face stared back at her, a stupid reminder that she was now a wanted criminal in her pack.Fingers trembling slightly, she dialed the Packhouse landline number printed at the bottom, her heart pounding against her ribs like a hammer as the line rang. On the second ring, a familiar voice answered."Carol, it's me, Emily!" She shouted urgently. "I need you to give the phone to your husband; I have some information for him!"But Carol's response was strong. "N