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
Emily’s POVA hush fell over the gathered crowd as Jessica pushed forward, pleading with James not to kill her beloved Robert. Nicholas moved to block her path, but the Alpha waved him aside."Let her speak," he commanded, eyes narrowing as Jessica dropped to her knees before him.Head bowed, the bitch began to beg for Robert's life. "Please, don't kill him! He is the love of my life." She raised her gaze, desperation written across her delicate face. "If you want revenge, take it out on me instead. I will be your concubine for a night—bear your children, be your whore. Anything!"I flinched at her sister's shameless words, anger rising in my throat. How could she degrade herself in such a manner? My fists clenched at my sides as James' lips curved into a wolfish smirk."Get up," he ordered, his eyes raking over Jessica's kneeling form in an evaluating sweep.She obeyed without hesitation, rising on trembling legs. James handed his sword off to Nicholas before circling Jessica in a de
Emily’s POVI turned to Michael, arching a questioning brow. "So, what do you suggest your brother should have done with Robert instead?"Michael smirked, leaning back in his chair. "If it were me? I would have thrown him in the dungeon for a few days. Let him beg to be released from this place, it works like a charm.""You—" I opened my mouth to respond, but the words died on my lips as Jessica came running towards us. Dropping to her knees before Michael's chair, she fixed him with a desperate, pleading gaze, her green eyes glistening with tears."Please, Michael," she begged, reaching out to clutch at his lap. "Take me in as your own. I know you haven't found your true mate yet. Let me be your companion, your mistress. I will be whatever you need!"A chorus of gasps rippled through the room, but I remained unmoved. Michael's reputation as a womanizer was well-known - this latest indiscretion hardly surprised me.Michael reacted with disgust, swatting Jessica's hands away with a loo
Emily’s POVThe evening sun tossed long shadows through my bedroom window as I rummaged through my closet, searching for the perfect dress. Michael had insisted on taking me out, though the exact nature of our outing remained frustratingly unclear. Was this meant to be a date of sorts? The thought made my stomach flutter, although I hated myself for wanting it to be with James.Dress after dress was pulled from the hangers and swiftly rejected - each one holding too many memories of my time with Robert. Until, at last, a simple blue mini dress caught my eye, free of any polluted associations. Holding it up to my body, I turned this way and that before the mirror, assessing the look.A sharp knock at the door shattered me from my trance. Tossing the dress aside, I hurried to answer it, only to find Jason rushing past my legs and a warrior carrying a large package."Is this for me?" I asked, gesturing to the box.The warrior merely nodded, thrusting it into my hands before taking his le