Scott’s Pov:Just before she turned on the ignition of my car, she took her phone from her clutch purse and called someone on the phone.She talked in hushed tones, so I didn’t know what she was talking about. When she dropped the call, she placed her phone back in her clutch purse.She turned on the ignition, placed her hands on the steering wheel, clasped her hands around it, was grinning, and then turned to face me.“I’m taking you home, Scottie; don’t worry, you are safe with me."“Who is Scottie?" My grin widened. “Please take me home. I am tired, and I need to rest.” I grunted.Ashley laughed, “Who knew you were like this when you were drunk? I should have been serving you drinks to get you drunk.”"Ashley, for the umpteenth time, I am not drunk; I am just chilled, that's all."I wanted fresh air to hit my face. I felt suffocated in the car, so I reached for the buttons to bring down the window glass.Ashley shifted her gaze from the door to me. “Are you sweaty, Scottie? Is ever
Emma’s Pov:I woke up with a splitting headache; it was as if drums were hitting in my head. The binds were open, and I was still very early in the morning. I looked around the room; this wasn’t my room, nor was it Liam’s room. I wondered how I got to this room; I was still wearing what I wore the previous day. My vision was blurry on how I got there, but what I could remember was a maid bringing me a cup of tea. Pregnancy hormones were harsh to me, but not to the point of making me forget things and immediately sleep off after a cup of tea.I got out of bed, feeling fatigued and tired. I opened the door of the room, and I strolled down the hallway. Different staff were at their different workstations, doing one of their respective duties.Quietly, I opened the door and peeped through; he was still sleeping curled up on the bed.I closed the door; there was no point waking him up; moreover, he was leaving the pack house today. I decided to freshen up and meet him later.As I entered t
Chapter 63Emma’s Pov:I was hell-bent on knowing why I was drugged; it definitely was for something. My supposed mother-in-law had a lot of tricks up her sleeve. If she drugged me, it was to conceal something from me. I was in my room last night waiting for Scott to come back because I had not seen him since in the morning. That was when the maid brought the tea, so after taking it and sleeping off,They must have moved me from one room to another, but for what purpose? I wondered if Scott knew about it and decided to pretend like he wasn't aware this morning.I didn't want to argue with him today again, but I was curious, and my detective spirit was active.As I was pacing my room, deep in thought, I had the urge to sniff the bed thoroughly; just maybe I could pick up a scent. I was happy that my room was yet to be cleaned, if not all the evidence would have been erased.I started from Scott’s side of the bed; his scent was all over the bed, and then I picked up a very faint scent t
Emma’s Pov:As I walked down the hallway, I was giddy. I wasn't a detective, but I felt accomplished. Now I could see the savvy behind being a detective. I strolled down the steps cautiously to avoid tripping. I was going to the security guard's post to ask questions and see things for myself. They would have seen something, and the surveillance camera could have captured something.Before I left the pack house, I packed a lot of freshly baked cookies, cakes, doughnuts, Oreos, and fruits with bottles of warm milk. I didn't want to go empty-handed; my package could influence them to cooperate with me. I packed all I had picked in a clean basket and carried it along with me.When I reached the patio, the fresh scent of flowers filled my nostrils, and I inhaled them in thrill. The compound was neat and bubbling with people, technically the workers of the packing house.The security lodge was a bit far from the pack main house, so I decided to stroll and exercise a little. After going thr
Emma’s Pov:Anna was always there when I was vulnerable and in tears. It no longer seemed like a coincidence anymore; it was more like fate.Since Anna caught me, there was no need to hide. I opened my floodgates and allowed my tears to flow freely. I wailed like a child who had lost her mother.Anna rushed to my rescue and embraced me in a way to accommodate her and my protruding belly. “Shh, the maids are watching; we can sort out whatever the problem is upstairs."I didn't care at this point; I was so hurt, and this was how I could express it: “Anna, whoever wants to watch should enjoy my show; I can't stop the tears from expressing how I feel.”“Don't say that, Emma.” Anna rebuked me softly. She pulled away from me and looked into my eyes. “Let us go upstairs and sort it out, please. It breaks my heart that you are weeping like a child in front of everyone; you are the Luna for the goddess's sake.” Anna held my hands and pulled me, dragging me all the way upstairs.I sniffed and al
Scott’s Pov:I knew I hadn't been treating Emma so well lately, but how could she imagine or think that Liam was better than me? In any way? My wolf was jealous and angry, and I was furious as well.Pangs of jealousy ate deep into me. I raked my hands into my hair. If only Emma knew how I have come to love you and could fathom the thoughts of her leaving me.She was so dear to me that I wished I could open up to her and let her know just how much I love and care about her. I couldn't sit by and watch Liam snatch away my mate from me. What if she rejected me as her mate and eloped with Liam after she had given birth to my child?My mom and Ashley are the household enemies who are against my love for Emma. I didn't just understand why my mom was so obsessed with joining me and Ashley.She was there when I was heartbroken and drank myself to stupor, mourning Ashley’s exit from my life. She said a lot of bad things and hurled insults at Ashley for leaving her child in a broken state.So n
Emma’s Pov:As I sat on the swing hammock chair that was slowly swinging me back and forth, I couldn't help but think of how everything turned out beyond my and Scott’s control.Was I glad that I was able to tell Scott my mind? Well, I'm not so sure. I must have brewed trouble between both friends. I wasn't to be blamed; it should be my mouth that should take the blame, talking without caution.I looked into the bright blue waters of the pool that were staring at me. Now was a good time to swim and relax considering the intensity of the sun, but I had a lot on my plate right now to think that swimming in a pool was all I needed to feel fine.I grinned as I looked down at my protruding belly as my baby kicked effortlessly. I rubbed my stomach gently. The only thing I could tell was that it was connecting me and Scott together.I wondered how my life would have been if I didn't get pregnant and I was back at my old pack. Maybe I would still be the cursed stepchild of Alpha, and every day
Scott’s Pov:A knock on my door made me glance up from my cell phone. It must be Liam, because he was the only one I was expecting.“Come in.” I thundered from where I was sitting.The door opened and revealed Liam at the doorway. He strolled in with a grin on his face.“Hey buddy,” he said, stretching out his hands to shake me, but I was in no mood for the brotherly welcome.Liam watched me for a minute, then he asked, "What's going on, bro? Why do you have a long face? What is the matter?"In my head, I was trying to think of the best way to approach him with the topic; I didn't want to rid him of whatever happy mood he was in.Liam looked around my office; it was still messy, and I hadn't called anyone to clean up the mess. “Did the witches attack again? Why is your office in this state?” He asked again, and he found a chair lying on the floor, so he picked it up and sat close to me.“Talk to me, bro, why are you unusually quiet?” He tapped me on my leg.I inhaled and exhaled, then