Alpha Michael’s POVAnother punch landed squarely on my face, the impact splitting my lip. The metallic flavor of blood flooded my mouth as the police officer—if that's even what he was, grabbed my chin, yanking it up to meet his piercing gaze.Tattoos and piercings decorated his scarred face, giving him a distinctly gangster-like appearance. He blew on his reddened knuckles, the motion drawing my attention to the blood stain on his skin. "I don't want to have to hit you again, Alpha Michael or whatever you call yourself. You might be an Alpha in your pack, but here, you are a nobody," he growled menacingly. "So, tell me, prick, where is the bride you abducted?"I hardened my expression, refusing to show any sign of weakness. This was no ordinary cop, that much was clear. Robert had likely sent this thug to torture the truth out of me, but I wouldn't break. I didn't even know where Emily was.Spitting defiantly in the man's face, I leaned back against the cold wall, resting my throbbi
Alpha James’s POVCurled up in my bed, the soft blanket wrapped tightly around me, I stared blankly at the headboard, my mind consumed by thoughts of Braveheart. Trying as I might, I couldn't shake her from my mind, her peaceful presence was the only thing that seemed to crush the demons that haunted me.Davin's voice echoed in my head. "We should go search for her. Make sure she is safe. If Michael hasn’t returned since he went to look for her, that means they are in trouble and need our help. She is our mate we can't just ignore her just because some selfish bitch asked us to," he said and continued, “Why can’t you see that she is trying to control everything that happens in our lives just because she is pregnant with our child?"I shook my head, digging deeper into the covers. "We have to let her go," I rasped, even as the familiar screams began to pierce my consciousness. "She is nothing to us now, Carol is our Luna, and we need to stick with her, even if she is not our fated mate
Alpha Michael’s POVSprawled on the cold, hard ground, the heavy motorcycle pinning my leg, I stared up helplessly as Robert and his goons walked toward us. My wolf, weak from the beating and blood loss, refused to shift, leaving me powerless to defend myself or Nicholas.Robert strode towards us, a baseball bat gripped tightly in his clawed hand, his eyes blazing with a wild, yellow glow. I opened my mouth, desperate cries for help tearing from my throat, but the night was silent, and no one from the pack moved to answer my calls."Can't even get a little bike off you, can you?" Robert mocked me, his evil laughter sending chills down my spine. Placing one heavy boot on my chest, he leaned in, the sharp spikes digging into my skin. I bit back a groan, unwilling to show weakness in the face of this monster."I might not be able to take it off, but I was able to take Emily away from you," I snapped, mustering a defiant smirk. "Guess that just shows how much of a fool you are. You let a
Emily’s POVThe sound of a familiar voice calling my name jerked me awake. Blinking in the soft morning light, I inhaled the enticing aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling hamburgers.One of the bodyguards seated beside me held out the steaming mug and wrapped sandwich. "Good morning, boss, please eat up, I brought these for you," he said in a pleading tone. "You didn't have anything last night."His kind gesture brought a smile to my face. As I accepted the food, I noticed the heavy jacket wrapped around my shoulders. "Whose is this?" I questioned."Mine," he replied, a sheepish smile tugging at his lips. "I couldn't have you catch a cold while I was on watch."My empty stomach rumbled impatiently, and I wasted no time taking a sip of the rich, aromatic coffee before sinking my teeth into the juicy burger. I hadn't realized how greedy I was until the delicious flavors burst across my tongue, and I found myself devouring it with little elegance.The other bodyguard appeared at th
Emily’s POVBefore I could so much as blink, Alpha James had rushed forward, wrapping me tightly in his arms. He lifted me off my feet, crushing me against his chest in what felt like a desperate, almost frantic hug."Put me down!" I demanded, struggling pointlessly in his solid grasp. When he refused to loosen his hold, I mustered what little strength I had left and slammed my forehead into his nose.James staggered back, releasing me as he clutched at his bleeding nose. "What a way to greet me," he grumbled, his usual icy demeanor slipping for a moment."I'm not sorry," I replied, turning to walk away. "If you are here to drag me off to jail, forget it. I'm not going with you."But as I made to leave, James darted in front of me, grabbing my hand. I yanked it from his grasp, glaring up at him defiantly.He opened his mouth, then paused, seeming to struggle with his words. "I... I have missed you," he finally admitted.I let out a scoff. "Well, I certainly don't feel the same. If you
Emily’s POVMy blood was boiling, and the anger and frustration that had been building inside me finally burst. "Oh, so it's fine for you to keep me as a prisoner, but not for me to earn my own living? That's rich, coming from an Alpha who thinks he can control everyone and everything."I shoved him away and tried to stand, but the world spun around me, and I would have fallen had James not caught me in his arms."Braveheart, please. Don't push me away." His voice was barely a whisper, his breath hot on my ear.I shivered, and the heat radiating from his body made my skin tingle with desire. My rational mind told me to resist and reject his advances. But my body had other ideas.The scent of his arousal was overwhelming, and I could feel his cock, hard and heavy, pressing against my thigh."You are the one who is pushing me away," I accused, struggling weakly against his grasp. "First, you accuse me of murdering your grandfather, and then you kidnap me and bring me here against my wil
Alpha James's POVSeven months had passed, and here I stood, clutching Carol's hand as she writhed and screamed on the hospital bed, her face twisted in agony. I wanted nothing more than to be by her side and witness the birth of my first child, my heir. But the intensity of her pain was overwhelming, and her grip on my fingers was nearly crushing."Tell them to leave me the fuck alone!" she sobbed, biting her lip as another contraction intoxicated her body."I can't do that, love," I murmured, brushing a damp lock of hair from her forehead. "The nurses are here to help you deliver the baby safely, so they can’t leave you in your time of need."With a throaty scream, Carol released my hand, shoving me back. "Screw you!" she snapped, only to grab hold of me again as the doctors pressed against her swollen belly.Sweat poured down her face, her breath coming in ragged gasps. I fought the urge to flinch at her verbal onslaught, knowing the pain she was enduring. This was my heir—I wouldn
Alpha James's POVI burst through the hospital room door, Davin's roars urging me forward. But as my gaze fell upon the people inside, I found myself frozen, my rage temporarily tempered.There, perched at the edge of Carol's bed, was my mother—healthy, vibrant, and empty of the haggard, drunken appearance Michael had described. She beamed up at me, her face freshly made up with light makeup that made her look beautiful. "Congratulations, son!" she exclaimed, rising to her feet. "On your first child, the future heir of the Demontail Pack, who would have thought that it was really going to be a boy? I'm so proud of you."She swept towards me, and I felt a familiar longing tug at my heart. I had missed her motherly affection, especially after the rift that had formed between us over Emily. But Davin would not be silenced, his nonstop demands to confront Carol overwhelmed my desire to simply bask in my mother's approval.As she reached to hug me, I opened my mouth, struggling to find th
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