Emma’s POV:Beta Liam’s deteriorating health scared me a lot; it was as if he was dying in front of me when he started his episodes. The healer was still yet to be found; if only I could heal him, then I wouldn't have to cry all through. The stress that came with staying beside Beta Liam was telling on me and my child. I took my medication religiously, but it wasn't enough, and my whole body needed rest.Scott was out in the dead of night, and he said he wasn't going to come back until he found the healer by himself since the people he asked to do the job didn't come back with good reports.I was itching to be beside Beta Liam, but the healer said no one should enter until the whole candle was burned out.I peered through the window; he was lying down calmly, but he was in bad shape. His whole skin looked like crude oil was running through his veins. It has spread throughout his whole body except for his face. According to the healer, he could die anytime soon; it was the candlelights
Scott’s Pov:Pain was an understatement of how I was feeling now; I was severely hurt and frustrated. I moved around like a mad person with no destination at all.Technically, I was following a map that would lead me to the ancestral home of the powerful healers. It was so many kilometers away. I was opportune to discover the map in an ancient library that the healer led me to.My body was screaming for rest; these past few days had been grueling. Since I was faced with the option of finding the healer or watching my best friend and Beta die, I had to choose the former, despite the distress it came with.Emma’s cry through the mind link was breaking my heart. Liam was coughing out blood and dying slowly, and I was still thousands of miles away from seeking help. My head was spinning, and I didn't even know how to act anymore.Maybe I should have listened to my mother and allowed Liam to just go over to the underworld, which would give me enough room to go about the witch's attack inst
Chapter 61Emma’s Pov:I was so surprised at what the healer said; I wasn’t aware that my bloodline had generational healers. My parents barely talked about their lineage, and I didn't know why.I didn't know any members of my extended family; probably that would have given me every clue that I wanted.I was happy that Liam was not dead and that he was safe and sound. But I was nervous about the new powers I had just discovered. I wasn't cursed; after all, all my life I had seen myself as a curse, but lately, I have been seeing every reason to not call myself a curse.I was a soon-to-be mother; I had a life depending on me for survival. I looked down at my stomach, and I smiled at it as if I were seeing my child. I couldn't resist the urge to rub my stomach, so I did it evenly. My baby kicked in response, and it gladdened my heart. This was my newest hobby, and I was shamelessly obsessed with it.I looked over at Beta Liam, who stirred in his sleep. I beamed at him; he had been asleep
Scott’s Pov:Everyone was in awe of Emma’s sudden healing powers. It had spread like wildfire, and everyone was talking about it. She was receiving a lot of praise for reviving Liam.Nobody talked about how I was making sure I could find healers for Liam or how I didn't give up on him. I had sleepless nights for this same matter, but nobody talked about it, and nobody showered me with every effort I put in. Just because I didn't have any healing powers or abilities, technically, my efforts didn't matter at all; only Emma’s efforts were given accolades.I wasn't happy about the way everything was playing out this morning when I entered Liam’s room to check how he was doing. I was appalled when I saw him and my mate in a compromising posture; if not for the fact that I trusted my friend a little to not toy with my mate, I would have torn him to pieces because my wolf was not happy with the state of things that I saw.I knew Emma was by his side because she had begged that I ignore her an
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