Emily’s POV (WARNING: This chapter may contain sexual assault, but the author does not support sexual assault in any way; read at your own risk.)"I'm not like that," I mumbled, my words muffled by his palm. "Please, let me go!"He laughed, his head thrown back. "Let you go? Are you crazy?" He paused. "You have no idea how much I have sacrificed just so I can see you, and now that I have you, I can't let you go!"His grip tightened, and he tugged me up, throwing me onto the bed next to the little boy, who stirred a little."Stay the fuck away from me, Michael," I snarled, struggling to get up, but he was already on me, his weight crushing me as he pinned me down. I tried to push him away, but he was too heavy, and my palms slipped on his shirt."I will make you feel good, Omega," he promised, his tongue sliding along the column of my throat. I thrashed beneath him, kicking my legs and trying to break free. But my efforts were useless, and his body held me down."Don't tell me you nev
Alpha Jame’s POVAs Emily's hands wrapped around my waist and her voice was a desperate plea in my ear, I felt my anger begin to dissipate. Glancing down, I realized my hand was clenched around Michael's throat, his face contorted with panic."Calm down, Alpha," Emily whispered. "Don't do anything rash, you don’t want to kill him, do you? I understand that you are angry, but you can’t let your anger get the better of you."I took a deep, steady breath, and the warmth of her embrace soothed the stormy emotions within me. But the stench of alcohol coming from Michael was getting on my nerves, and I knew I couldn't let his behavior slide any longer.Removing Emily's hands, I turned to face her. Her hair was disheveled, and I couldn't help but notice her state of undress. "Go put some pants on," I commanded. "I will take care of Michael and make sure he never bothers you again."Emily's brow furrowed. "What are you going to do to him?""Don't worry about that, Braveheart," I replied, my t
Alpha Jame’s POVAs I strode down the hallway, the small child's hand clasped firmly in mine, a sudden shout pierced the air, immediately settling my senses in high alert."Jason!"The boy wrenched his hand from my grasp, his face lighting up with joy as he ran towards the source of the voice—Emily, who stood there with open arms. He rushed into her embrace, burying his face in the soft fabric of her dress as he broke down into a torrent of tears."A bad man took me!" he cried, his small, trembling body clinging to her as if his very life depended on it.I felt frozen in place, paralyzed by the scene unfolding before me. Davin's voice echoed in my mind: "I'm not sure she is really his mother. He just sees her as one.""Shut up," I muttered under my breath, the words a barely audible growl as I brushed aside the wolf's misgivings. My gaze fixed intently on the pair before me.Jason's gaze snapped towards me, his eyes narrowing with an unmistakable suspicion. "Mom, that's the bad man I
Emily’s POVThe kitchen was a bustling hive of activity, the air filled with the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked muffins as I busied myself with the chore at hand, Jason bouncing excitedly beside me, his eyes bright with excitement."I can't wait to taste them!" he exclaimed, his voice mixed with a childlike enthusiasm that brought a warm, affectionate smile to my lips. "I chuckled, carefully pulling the tray from the oven, the golden-brown tops of the muffins gleaming invitingly. "Sorry, honey," I teased. "These are all for Grandfather. No muffins for you today."Jason's expression immediately transformed into a dramatic pout, his small arms folding across his chest in a defiant gesture. "That's not fair!" he protested. "It's been so long since I have had muffins, grandfather wouldn’t know if you gave me some."I playfully tapped the tip of his nose, the action stimulating a soft giggle from him. "Nice try with the puppy dog eyes, but it's not going to work on me," I replied, my
Alpha James’s POVTears streamed down my face as I clutched my brother's pale, limp hand. Michael lay motionless on the bed, the full moon's ethereal light filtering through the window. His eyes were twitching, but he wasn’t opening his eyes.He had reverted to his human form, but that brought little comfort. The pack doctor insisted this was no mere coma, and the words did nothing to ease the guilt that gnawed at my soul.The soft footfalls of approaching steps pulled me from my trance. I turned to find Carol entering the room with a bowl of warm water and a towel draped over her shoulder."You should get some rest," she murmured. "I will stay with Michael for now and give him all the attention he needs; you don’t have to worry too much."She set the bowl on the nightstand, dipping the towel into the steaming water before wringing it out. Gently, she lowered the blanket covering Michael's body and began tenderly wiping his face and neck.I watched in silence for a moment before speak
Alpha James’s POVI couldn’t help but chuckle. I had missed him so much the past few hours that he was unconscious, and before I could lean in to hug him, Carol straddled his legs and grabbed his member in a firm grip, her slender fingers wrapped around his throbbing length. Michael gasped, his eyes bulging and swelling."Oh, God," he moaned, his chest rising and falling. "What the hell are you doing?"She stroked him firmly, her hand moving up and down his shaft in a steady rhythm. Michael closed his eyes and groaned, his hips bucking hard.Carol leaned down, her mouth inches from his pulsating member. She placed her tongue at the base and slowly ran it up along the underside of his shaft.Michael's body spasmed, a loud moan escaping his lips. His hands flew to his side, grabbing the bed sheets in a tight grip."Fuck," he groaned, his voice cracking ever so slightly. "Why are you doing this to me, I…I thought you were with my brother."Carol smiled mischievously and flicked the tip o
Emily’s POVAs my eyes fluttered open, a shooting pain pierced through my skull, cold blood trickling down my face. Every inch of my body ached, throbbing in protest at the slightest movement.The sound of tormented screams assaulted my ears, and as my vision cleared, I realized with dawning horror that I was trapped upside down inside a distorted car.Beside me, glassy eyes stared lifelessly at me—the young daughter of the couple who had tried to help me escape. Blood oozed from her parted lips; her face was white, and her skin was translucent. In the front seats, her father's lifeless body hung limply, but there was no sign of the mother.Her disturbing cries pierced the air once more: "Please, don't kill me!"Memory rushed back in shattered bursts—the car swerving, rolling, the screech of twisting metal. We must have crashed, but the details escaped me.I dared to turn my head, searching for the source of those desperate pleas. There, I found Robert, his face twisted into a mask of
Emily’s POVThe world distorted around me as I fled down the empty pack streets, my injured ankle leaving a bloody trail in my wake. The frosty night wind whipped through my untidy hair, biting at my exposed skin as I pushed my body to its limits.A stumble sent me crashing to the hard ground, pain piercing through my leg. Clutching the wound, I choked back a cry, hot tears stinging my eyes. I was losing too much blood and growing faint and disoriented.But the sound of approaching footsteps spurred me on. Glancing through the fog, I made out Robert's massive shadow closing in, his persistent chase leaving me with nowhere to run.Desperate, I searched for somewhere, anywhere to hide, to make my last stand. That's when the ground began to tremble beneath me, blinding headlights cutting through the night.A sports car barreled towards me, moving at breakneck speed. With the last of my fading strength, I thrust out a hand, screaming for help. "Help! Help! There is someone over here, I ne