Folklore Wiki had described them as cursed creatures with attributed strength and speed far beyond those of wolves or men. Emma had paused her reading to recall the night she was almost killed. She recalled the agility and speed of the men that attacked her and how the workers seemed to be faster even in their human form. She had found that they were quick to temper whenever threatened or challenged and were far more brutal than their human appearance suggested. The true understanding of Clyde's words sank deep into her. She had managed to remain alive for a few minutes and they were barely challenged to fight her. She had also learned that they aged slowly and could live for hundreds of years. She had imagined how many of them were in Minnesota and how long they had to live to infect more people. With each discovery, she felt like the world she had been living in was merely a lie. 'You're my mate...'The words rang in her head continuously like a bell. She was his soulmate. She dis
Emma closed her eyes and fought back tears. She sat in her car with the windows rolled up, struggling with her emotions and thoughts. The parking lot emptied as ten minutes turned into an hour and continued ticking. Staring at her office building, she tried to fight off the bitter taste of submission and disappointment that ate her gut like acid. She was his mate. A werewolf. Yes, she wasn’t in a relationship and her hopes of falling in love were dying a gradual death. But she was not thrilled with the idea of being betrothed to a person. A werewolf. She thought of the fantasies she had about her life and wondered how it would fit in. Then she realized it couldn’t. She wondered if sneaking into the warehouse had hastened his plans to claim her and she let out a long sorrowful moan. A mate was a mate. And she couldn’t avoid him even if she crossed to the other side of the planet. He would find her. And oh, yeah, he would mark and mate her. Cursing, she started the engine to dri
Emma closed her eyes as a tiny tear dropped on her chin. The wind was beating furiously against her face and she could barely see through the thick cover of trees around her. She had her arms wrapped tightly around Clyde’s neck as they dashed through the woods. His agility amazed her as he propelled himself faster and faster. She didn’t know how she had accepted to go with him. She didn’t understand why she was perched on his back as they moved through the woods. But what she knew was that the last couple of days had messed with her head. She couldn’t keep track of the things she didn’t understand so she just had to add that to her list. She didn’t resist when he offered to take her to his pack nor did she reject his offer to carry her there. She had simply accepted because she was terrified of his reaction if she declined. But she was also curious. She desired to see his pack and the world beyond simple humanity. Clyde maintained his human features as they ran in silence through
Clyde watched as Emma’s expression switched from confusion to anger. Her brown eyes were lit with fury, and the muscles ticking in her jaws showed how she was displeased by his statement. Her face had twisted into a frown and her fist was curled beside her. “What do you mean by that?" She asked again, peering at him with intensity. “It means that you cannot be the Luna of my pack…” Clyde responded casually, ignoring the apathetic look on her face. “What?” “I said….” “No. No. No…” She silenced him with one hand, and Clyde found himself obeying her. “You break into my house, you tell me all this bullshit, but you are planning to ruin my life? Is that it?" “You are …” She cut him off again. “You think you can waltz into my life and…and…” She stammered. “You had this planned all along?” “Yes, and why does it matter?" “Why does it matter?” Her eyes were wide with fury. Clyde hissed. “In case you haven’t noticed, I am the Alpha of this pack. I will not take a human as my Luna,
Emma truly didn’t believe he planned to keep her as a side thing while he progressed with his relationship with Emily. Not until he confessed casually. As she stared at him with shock, a thousand different emotions were crashing through her. She recoiled, she struggled to keep her face impassive and her outrage hidden as she was starkly reminded of the fact that she was in the pack house. But the words he had said to her were unbearable and hard to digest. ‘You have six months to fall in love…’It took her a moment to gather her thought but once she did, she knew it was impossible. He had only said that to her to make him feel better about himself. Her head spun and her fingers were shaking from the impact of his words. Six months to fall in love, she reminded herself. How did he think love worked? Did he think it was the same as a wolf bond which could pull you all the way to another city to find your mate? Did he think she was desperate to be in a relationship? She was beginning
Clyde did a double take, positive that he misheard Emma. “You what?”She turned her head to him and took her time repeating herself. “I’m going to file an arrest warrant on you if you don’t stop showing up everywhere I go.”“Everywhere you go? It’s been a week since I heard from you.”Emma blinked. “Well, I would love to keep the distance. You clearly do not understand when a person is intentionally ignoring you.”Clyde glared at her. It had been a week since she furiously walked out on him during their visit to his pack house. He sensed that it was the result of Emily's action which might have caused Emma to become jealous. He had wanted the visit to go successfully. However, Emily couldn't just stop taunting Emma. She didn't take it well.She had been avoiding him since the visit and had taken extra measures to shut him out of her life. The first was his realization that she had her windows fixed with anti-burglary locks. Although it wouldn’t stop him from visiting her when he wante
Emma's eyes widened when she noticed who Clyde was staring at. Jim Copley was walking out of his company, guarded by over eight bodyguards. She froze. Jim was an old crime lord who had evaded the police department for years. Emma had found it hard to navigate his file due to the bulk of his crimes. But somehow, he managed to slip away from the authorities. He had strong connections which helped him to get away with whatever he did. He was also suspected to be the head of a crime group which had been terrorizing Minnesota for a long time. He was an arms dealer, a ruthless man who controlled half of the city. When Emma was asked to take up the warehouse case, she had been terrified to discover it was linked to Jim. No one wanted to work on a case that could get them killed, but somehow, she always managed to find herself entangled with such cases. But she had taken it anyway and worse, her partner, Allen, was assigned to another case. She had been devastated to learn she would have
Clyde stared at the humans approaching them with fury. He slowly curled his hand into a fist beside him and his jaw locked. Dark veins began to circle his eyes and his chest was rising and falling. There was no doubt that they were coming to attack them. The sun was setting and darkness was creeping over the sky. He was right. Trailing Jim was a bad idea, but Emma didn’t listen to him. She always objected to whatever he said to feed her ego. She was a stubborn, weak girl whose actions got her into trouble always. If she had simply listened to him, he wouldn’t have had to kill the humans approaching them. But then, he couldn’t bear such disrespect. No matter how stubborn she was, he couldn’t let the humans fiddle with his strength and authority. He was an Alpha, and he would act like one. With his eyes focused on them, he realized that they were armed as they drew nearer and their proximity was closing up. From the corner of his eyes, he could feel Emma trembling. He could hear her
All night long, Clyde took whatever he wished for, draining Emma until she was quivering. She was out of breath, sucking in oxygen from the little, which didn't seem enough in the room.Finally, after hours of rummaging, they both collapsed on the bed. Clyde still buried deep in Emma without pulling out. “Emma, you complete my world and I love you so much,” he whispered in her ears.Without hesitation, knowing where her heart belonged, she responded. “I love you too, Clyde. Just don't be an asshole,” she teased, slapping him across the chest.Immediately, Clyde caged both of her wrists, pinning them above her head. “Speaking of assholes, I want to take yours,” he informed her.“Not happening, Clyde. I'm utterly spent. And, that place is restricted. You can take me wherever else, but not in the ass.”Chuckling, “I wasn't asking. I was demanding.”Emma, rolled her eyes at him, which she soon regretted when he slapped her hard across her ass cheeks. Twitching, she jerked forward, wincing
Clyde dropped his pants with the rest of his clothing; briefs and shirt. His eyes narrowed as he reviewed Emma with eyes so hungry, so dark, that they made her heart flutter. He stood before her naked, his cock thick and hard for her, the muscles in his powerful thighs flexing, his large hands clenching and unclenching.“You are going to regret saying that,” he said in a low voice, dangerously calm, and controlled, tentatively touching the place he had bitten on the side of Emma's neck. His words set her on fire. His gaze, following her curves from her still trembling eyes, to her pussy, belly, breasts, neck, and back up to meet her eyes, scorched her and made every patch of skin ache for more of his touch.Her stomach clenched, and her heart rate picked up. She was enjoying the challenge. “Show me all you're made of, Clyde,” she challenged.In a flash, she saw his eyes get darker, his pupil showing a radiant danger. “Come here,” he ordered and took a step back. “Bend, Emma,” he point
As soon as Emma entered his territory, Clyde felt it. He lost concentration, feeling every ounce of her presence and her smell filling his nostrils until his feet guided him to her.He only settled now that he was in her presence, and he wasted no time to fill his longing.“I have waited long enough,” he growled.Emma felt a sucking feeling in her stomach made her gasp. She was high on adrenaline.Clyde wasted no time. He didn't hesitate. He didn't ask for permission. Crushing her to him, wedging his body between her thighs, he claimed her mouth as his hands grabbed her hips, slide to her ass, and pressed her against him. His cock grew hard, making sparks of desperate need shot through her.“Emma, you're going to get the fuckery of your life. Sex between mates,” he growled. She felt intoxicated by his words, scent, and growl. So much that she could only purr.“Yes,” she gasped and abruptly got overwhelmed, tearing his shirt, and pulling it up over his head.She had seen him naked nume
Emma broke into a sprint as soon as she got out of her eyesight, embracing her new abilities. Her senses were heightened, the cold night's air, slapping against her face. She was relentlessly swerving in-between trees, elevating herself to their top ad she howled.It seemed like this was a part of her that had long been subdued. She felt complete, free, and happier. She has never felt so strong and seen her entire life until now. Her chuckles and carefree laughter overshadowed the night as she bounced off another tree.Accidentally, she crashed into an unsuspecting tree. Instead of grumbling and cursing like the old, weak, and helpless Emma would, she furiously punched into the wall, shattering every piece of the tree as she yelled in satisfaction.Emma had no clue where she was headed, but she trusted her body, legs, and thoughts to guide her until she was lost deep in the woods. She kept sprinting, worrying about nothing but the void of missing her parents that burrowed deep in her
Emma straightened her neck as the Chief approached further, giving the medical team a questioning and concerned look. The ambulance siren blew all around them. It was chaotic with different Departments crowding the scene.“The man who has been causing all this havoc kidnapped me because I witnessed him killing a child and turned him in. He is in there,” Emma pointed.Shortly, Clive was found in a corner where he had been bonded by Wolfsbane. The cops handcuffed him and led him to their car. Since he looked exactly like Clyde, whom they had initially arrested, they thought it was still him.“I will make you pay, Emma. Until you stop existing, I will never rest,” he threatened as he was being forced into the car.“Keep threatening an officer, and we might gag you before you get to jail,” the chief yelled.Emma saw Maverick and Emily's bodies being carried out, too. She felt nothing toward them but resentment. Resentment that they had almost ruined her relationship and nearly gotten her
Sneering and growling, Carrington lay Maverick on the floor and charged toward Emma. Liam, Morris, and Clyde tried to interfere, but she stopped them. “No, he's mine,” she echoed.They nodded, transcending into fighting the others.The battlefield erupted into chaos as the wolves clashed in a flurry of teeth and claws. The air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat, punctuated by growls and snarls that reverberated through the night.Emma's golden fur shimmered with a radiant intensity as she led the charge, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination. Her movements were fluid and precise, each strike calculated and ruthless. She fought with a ferocity that surpassed anything she had shown before, her primal instincts awakened by the injustices she had endured.She bit on Carrington, as many times as her teeth could dig in, without mercy. She wanted him to feel every dent of her fangs.Beside her, Clyde's wolf, his dark fur glistening with a newfound vitality, moved with a leth
As Emma took in her surrounding, embracing her new power, Carrington tried to attack from behind. However, she could feel the waves around her and without hesitation, she blocked him off with the siren of her power and slammed him to the ground. The impact was filled with precision and strength that the ground he landed on, broke deep.Emma could feel every vibration around her. She could smell everything and hear everything. Her senses were heightened, her speed unmatched.Emma's eyes flickered with a mixture of remorse and pain as she stood before the lifeless body of Clyde, his form imbued with the essence of the Nashgur. She hesitated for a moment, contemplating the consequences of her actions. She possessed the power to resurrect the dead, but at what cost? This, she was yet to find out.The atmosphere became filled with energy as Emma extended her golden paw, placing it gently upon Clyde's motionless chest. She closed her eyes, channeling the dormant power within her, summoning
Bodies littered everywhere, with Carrington drawing strength from the chair around him. Blood smeared every corner of the room. Clive and Maverick with their wolves soon delved into attacking from behind, killing more of Clyde's wolves.But Liam's eyes blazed with an indomitable spirit as he summoned every ounce of courage within him. With a surge of determination, he yanked the knife from Emma's side, a spray of blood accompanying its release.He was trying hard to fight the power controlling him as his strength was tried, but his determination and fury were an antidote to that poison. Liam staggered forward, his voice laced with defiance and a burning resolve. “You may have the power, Carrington, but you will never have the leadership spirit. The darkness you embrace will consume you, leaving nothing but emptiness in its wake.”Carrington's face twisted into a mask of fury, his eyes burning with deadly rage. He lunged toward Liam, their final confrontation imminent. The air crackled
Emma's heart shattered into a million pieces as she watched her Morris fall, her anguished cries echoing through the chamber. The pain coursing through her veins was unbearable, threatening to consume her entirely.“Why… why?” she choked, her voice trembling with grief and disbelief. “Why take him since he is your son? What more do you want?”Clive's eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure, relishing in the torment he had inflicted. “I want your head, Emma. The power that lies dormant within you isn't yours. And now, there's no one left to protect you. No one to stand in our way.”Emma's anguish transformed into a seething fire within her, a burning rage that pushed her beyond the brink of despair. With a forced determination, she rose to her feet, her tear-stained face a mask of fierce resolve.“You will have to kill me before you get it,” she declared, her voice filled with a potent mix of grief and courage. Clive's laughter echoed through the room, a chilling sound that sent shivers d