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
Emily’s POVThe air seemed to still around us despite the awful sight. Mrs. Blackwood's piercing scream shattered the silence as she took in the lifeless body of her father-in-law on the bed."No, no, no!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.Her legs buckled beneath her, and Nicholas swiftly moved to catch her crumpling body before she could fall to the floor. But his arms provided little comfort, not with the haunting accusation that fell from James' lips next."H-How could you, Braveheart?" Alpha James’s voice cracked like a whip across the room. "How could you take my grandfather from me?"I shook my head intensely, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill forth. "It was a misunderstanding!" I pleaded, struggling to make him see reason. "I…I would never hurt your grandfather, I love him, he is like the father I never had!"But James was beyond listening, his every word spiked with pain and fury. "Don't talk when I'm speaking," he snarled, cutting off my weak protests. "
Alpha James’s POVAnger simmered in my veins as I strode towards the greens where Emily and Nicholas had hidden themselves. The sight of the homicidal bitch stirred up the flames of fury burning in my gut - how dare she show her face after committing such an unforgivable act?Ignoring Emily entirely, I rounded on my beta with a curt bark. "Nicholas! You are needed at the ceremony grounds, what are you doing lurking in the shadows with this murderer?" I snarled. "You were meant to bring in the prisoner, not runaway with her."Nicholas didn't argue or attempt to make excuses. "Alright, Alpha," he said with a nod. He swiftly moved to re-secure the gag between Emily's lips, silencing whatever lies or false cliches she might have offered.I watched the exchange, mildly surprised that she didn't so much as whimper or plead her case. A spark of doubt wrestled its way into my thoughts, only for Davin's gruff tones to quickly extinguish it."She is far more than a simple Omega," my wolf rumble
Alpha James’s POVI ignored the chants of my pack members, their voices calling out for me to end Emily's life—to kill my mate for the alleged murder of my grandfather. Carol had even joined in their chorus of bloodlust, but I refused to be swayed. In no less than an hour, we had finished digging the grave, the ground parting to create a resting place.A group of warriors came forward, assisting me as I stood inside the hole, grabbing the casket and trying to lower it gently down into the ground I was standing upon. I managed to secure it, then moved towards the edge, where Nicholas extended a hand to me.Grabbing his offered support, I was pulled out of the grave, finding myself dusting the sand from my shirt as a warrior handed me my shovel.All eyes were upon me as I shoved the shovel into the fresh dirt, my voice low. "May my grandfather rest in perfect peace, and may we forever remember the sacrifices he made for this pack." With those words, I poured the first scoop of sand onto
Emily’s POVThe morning sun shone on my face as I slowly opened my eyes, immediately aware of the pair of strong arms wrapped protectively around me. I struggled to remove the hands, but the grip on my body was tight and secure. Turning around to face my imprisoner, I felt an ache pulsing through my body, the fragments of yesterday's ruthless fight.To my surprise, it was Michael who held me close, his short hair falling over his face in messy waves. My gaze was drawn to a small bruise that spoiled the smooth skin beneath his cheek, and without thinking, I reached out, gently brushing the wayward strands aside to better examine the dirty mark.The moment my fingers made contact with the bruise, a strange, tingling sensation ran through me, and I watched in awe as the blemish slowly faded and healed before my very eyes. Removing my hand, I met Michael's hazel eyes as they suddenly snapped open, his lips quirking into a teasing smirk."Done drooling over me?" he joked.I scoffed, rollin
Emily’s POVI struggled to break free, but his grip was too tight. He dragged me towards the bench at the other side of the dungeon and sat down, pulling me over his knees. I felt his hand around my waist, trapping me there. He pulled up my dress, revealing my panties. I felt his breath on my skin as he spanked my ass with his bare hand."You are a stubborn little mate, Braveheart," he said, spanking me harder. "You need punishment."I cried out, trying to break free, but he was too strong. I feel his hand on my skin, leaving a stinging sensation. I couldn’t help but feel aroused by his dominance. I felt his fingers tracing the outline of my panties, and I gasped as he slipped his fingers inside."Damn, you are already so wet," he growled, his fingers moving in and out of me. "You like it when I spank you, don't you? What was it you were saying about hating me?"I moaned, unable to deny it. He pulled my panties down, exposing me. He spanked my ass again, harder this time. I cried out,