Clyde pulled into the pack house and cut the engine of Emma's car. He turned to her and noticed the look on her face. She looked exhausted and mentally drained. But fear lingered in her eyes as well. “You don't have to be scared of anything. You are safe here,” he reassured her. “How did you?” She paused. “I forgot you always know how I feel.” Emma took a deep breath and sighed. Clyde was nice enough to offer some words of reassurance, but she had never lived with werewolves before. Words of reassurance could not stop her from overthinking things. She was drowning with questions, and she didn't have an answer to any. How long would she spend at the pack house? Would it be ever safe to return to her apartment? Who wanted her dead? How would life be in the pack house, and could she cope with her new life pattern? “Ok. I would be safe here,” she muttered to herself. Clyde watched her and was slightly amused. She pushed the door open, grabbing her bag, which contained some of t
“You’re going to learn about the pack while you are here,” Clyde informed Emma in her room. She was unpacking some of her things after they had cleaned up her room. “It’s a good thing that you would be here for a while.”“I don’t particularly feel good about it,” she replied, hanging her clothes in her closet. “Why?” Clyde asked. “You have a room, your car, and protection. What else could you possibly need?”“I need to know who is trying to kill me, and I need to get them before they get me. I don’t want to become a member of your pack.” “You’re not a member of the pack. It’s only right you learn about my kind while you are here.” He paused. “If you're to become my Luna, you should know everything about this pack.”“I will just be a ceremonial one. You have a Luna,” she replied, tossing her shoes on the ground in frustration. “I don’t know why we’re having this conversation.” Clyde cocked an expectant eyebrow. “If I didn’t know better, I would say you’re angry or probably jealous.”
Clyde occasionally stole glances at Emma while the presentation was going on. She was standing among the pack members, watching the display of gifts sent by the neighboring packs. His mind wandered back to the previous night as he watched her. He remembered the taste of her lush lips. The way he cupped her full breast and buried his face in her cleavage. He suddenly felt hot inside as he thought about the way he suckled on her nipples and the way she moaned lightly in his ears. He swallowed and shifted slightly in his seat, trying to distract himself from thinking about her. “Did you hear me?” Emily whispered, leaning closer to him. “MMM. I don’t think so,” he said. “What did you say?”Emily's eyes followed his gaze when she noticed he wasn’t paying attention to her, and they landed on Emma. With annoyance, she hissed and straightened in her seat. Clyde turned slightly to her and noticed her expression. “What is wrong with you today?”Emily clicked her tongue against her teeth, tr
“This means nothing,” Clyde voiced before claiming her mouth again in a fierce kiss. With one quick thrust, his tongue pushed through her lips to explore her mouth. Emma’s mind was clouded, caught between the pleasure of kissing him and the dull pain of his statement. She gripped his hands and hung on, deepening the kiss. Rocking her hips closer to meet the hard length of his body, she lost control At that moment. She filled the void of being alone for years with the taste, smell, and feel of him. Her tongue matched every thrust, and she let out a small moan. His fingers traveled from her back, and he slid his palms over her belly and cupped her breasts. Her nipples hardened at his touch and he pushed her shirt higher. He stared at her naked breasts, and the heat and desire in his eyes nearly burned her alive. He claimed her mouth hungrily again. One thumb tweaked her nipples and she moaned out, trembling in his arms. His head lowered, staring at her shorts. Emma realized the mome
“It reveals the past or the future to a person,” Clyde voiced, turning back to face her. “But only if it chooses you. It is quite selective and it hasn’t revealed anything to anyone in years. It's safe to safe, it's a snub.”“That’s…” Emma stammered. “That’s spectacular.”“I know,” he agreed, opening the door of the cabin. In the middle of the cabin, Emma could see a bird-like creature. Its eyes were large, and she could feel the intensity of its gaze on her. She swallowed, studying the strange bird. It was about 3 ft 4, with a small head and long neck. It was covered in black feathers with golden strips sprinkled around it. Emma was captivated, and she was intrigued to know her past. Staring at the bird, she could only think of one thing. She wanted to know what really happened the night her parents died. She wanted to know who was responsible for killing them and why their death had been so mysterious. “How does it work?” she asked, turning to Clyde. “How does it reveal the past
Clyde watched as she stomped away angrily. He didn’t understand what happened and her sudden mood swing. What did she see? Did it have to do with him? Emma ran all the way to her room immediately after she left the shelter. As she ran, the wind splattered her tears all over her face. She didn’t stop running until she got to her room and slammed the door. She rested her back against the door, sobbing uncontrollably. She was broken, more than she ever thought she could be. She collapsed on the ground, burying her face in between her knees, and continued to cry silently. After some minutes, she stopped crying and wiped her tears. She needed to pull herself together. Although she was hurt, she needed to think about more important things. There was a reason she saw that particular part of her past. There was a reason she was shown her parent’s conversation, although she was not present with them. She slowly rose to her feet and moved to her bed. Plopping herself on the mattress, she b
Clyde walked into the room, his eyes glancing around until they landed on Emma in a corner. She was staring at him fiercely and he sighed. "Are you still pissed? I was trying to make sure you're ok. I don't think you're weak. If you were, you wouldn't have been able to handle everything that has been thrown into your life for the past few weeks. Yet, here you are doing just fine while still trying to figure out more about your life," he said calmly. Emma was too stunned to speak. She never thought that Clyde would be so comforting. He was always eager to dismiss her worries and barely acknowledged whenever he was at fault. But he was apologizing to her. She cleared her throat before speaking. "I just want you to acknowledge me. I want you to stop treating me like I am inferior to everyone. I want you to see me, Clyde. I am not invisible," she replied. Clyde felt his chest become heavier. He wasn't usually the type to acknowledge that he was wrong. But the way Emma had been star
Clyde expected Emma to pull away, and quarrel with him for his invasive action. Her body language towards his move would tell him if they had hit rock bottom. If not, tonight seals it for him. No more waiting. Every night has been excruciatingly painful, having to have his freedom by punching a bag so that he wouldn't have his mind fixed on getting pleasure. Surprisingly, Lana tipped her toes and deepened the kiss further. She twirled her tongue around the roof of Clyde's mouth, causing him to moan. Slowly, his hands found their way to her waist, resting on each hip. They were ravaging the wall of one another's mouths in seconds.Clyde in no time was running his hand up and down Emma's back, causing a chill to run down her spine. It was both relaxing and arousing for Emma, the familiar feeling of Clyde's skillfulness with his tongue hitting her brain. The first barrier had been broken. She wasn't stopping him, and he would rather not be stopped either. He continued dragging his hand
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