Emily's POV
A sigh escaped from my lips which made Aiden stare at me with a look I didn't quite understand.
“Why do you hesitate?” He asked me.
“Many reasons.” I responded.
“Care to tell me?”
“Well, I thought this would be my final resting place. A place I can live in until I die.”
“Well, you will die if you get involved with my brother so snap out of your feelings and do the right thing.” He said sharply.
“And the right thing to do is for me to leave this place.”
“Ditto.” Aiden said after me which made me nod and exhale.
“So… how do I escape? Your brother could kill me when he finds out.” I said and Aiden nodded.
“Just leave this to me, I'll find a way for you. In the meantime, act normal around others. But make sure your things are packed just in case. And don't take too much stuff with you.”
“Okay,” I said and he nodded.
“Wait, what about the gate pass? I don't have it,”
“You can steal it from my brother somehow.”
“Leaving the risky business to me, why would I risk my life to get the gate pass?”
“Because Aiden sees you as his soon-to-be queen. He thinks you have no idea of what he's about to do to you. It's way easier for you to use that ideology that he has against you, for your good.”
“Fine,”
I was about to leave but then he grabbed my hand, causing me to turn towards him with my hair dancing all over my back. I met with his eyes.
“Remember this, even after you leave this place, you can't trust anyone.”
“I can't?”
He nodded.
“And what about you?” I asked.
“Dang, don't trust me too.” Then he leaned in and kissed my lips. I was too stunned to move, and when he pulled away, I touched my lips and looked at him.
“Why did you do it?” I asked. “What if your brother smells you on me? What then?”
“If my brother didn't see you first, I'd definitely develop a crush on you.”
I blushed but then I wiped my lips with my index finger.
“Don't ever do that again.”
“Okay,” He nodded. “I just thought of something,”
“And what is that?”
“Well, it's not easy but you should do it.” He said. “There is a safe apartment where whores in the kingdom reside. You should go there and disguise as one of them.”
“Where is the apartment?”
“It's at least a mile away from here. But they'll come here on Sunday. When they do, I will get you one of their outfits, and you can leave when they do.”
“Okay,” I said.
“You can head back now.” He said.
“Fine,” I said and headed back through the passageway, then I passed by the hallway until I got into my room- the room Alan has me live in. When I got into my room, my heart started beating fast. “Holy moon, help me.”
I shut the door, stripped out of my clothes and went to the bathroom.
As soon as the water hit my skin, I shuddered and started crying out loud, but with the water pouring onto me, no one could hear my tears and this made me feel more comfortable. This was a moment of truth, the moment of vulnerability that I had drifting over me and there was no one but me to bear witness. It was beautiful.
Tears rolled down my cheeks and I sobbed some more.
“I have no home. No family. I'm alone in this world. Would this pain last forever?”
Soon, I turned off the shower and put a towel around me as I walked to my bedroom.
What was the use of crying? It did nothing for me but made me feel weaker. I kept my head up high and walked in front of the mirror. Alan's scent had left me now. I dropped my towel and put on a red dress. I looked beautiful in front of the mirror but I wanted to be more. More than just my looks.
There was a knock on the door which made me frown.
“Who is it?” I asked but no response.
Then I walked over to the door and turned the door knob. When it twisted open, I took a step back in fear. It was the king, Alan. I tried to act normal around him but my heart could not stop pounding after the words that I heard from his twin brother, Aiden.
“My queen,” Alan said coolly.
“M-my Liege,” I responded, bowing slightly.
Alan invited himself into the room and looked around as though sniffing for if anyone else was in the room.
“My liege, what are you looking for?”
Alan turned back to me. His eyes were hollow and this made me frightful of what would happen next. I did not expect him to come to me by this time. Didn't he have other things to do?
“My liege?” He said questionably. “What did I say to you the other time?”
“That I should call you Alan when we're alone.” I said quietly.
“Then why aren't you doing that?”
I sighed. “W-well.”
Alan closed the distance between us and lifted up my chin so I was staring up at him.
“Beautiful.” He said. “You'll do well as my queen. What do you think?” He asked, grabbing my wrist and pulling me to stand in front of the mirror.
“W-well, I haven't really thought about it, my liege.”
“You have nothing to think about because I rarely take no for an answer.”
I felt goosebumps all over my body and this made me somewhat scared. Was Alan going to show me his true colours before I became his queen?
I didn't want the situation to escalate so I decided to put on a show. I smiled and turned around to face him only for my gaze to slightly fall on the gate pass which was on his side.
Gently, I pushed Alan onto the bed and watched as he smiled gently at me.
Emily's POV “What are you doing?” he said.“Just because I'm taking my time to make a decision doesn't mean I won't consider you.” I said with a soft smile. “I just want to preserve my womanly honour you know…”As Alan leaned upwards, I snatched the gate pass from his side and let it fall under the bed. He didn't seem to notice. I got back up on my feet and watched Alan stare at me.“Okay, fine. I'll let you have your moment.” With that, he walked out of my room and slammed the door shut behind him.As soon as he left, I laid on the floor to pick the gate pass that I saw. I waited a few minutes to pass and then the door opened, revealing a maid with a tray containing food.“Thank goodness you're here.” I instantly had an idea in my mind that seemed fruitful.“Hey, what's your name?” I asked the maid.“It's Mae.” She said which made me nod.“Good. Now could you please swap clothes with me?”“What do you mean?” The maid asked.“As your future queen, you don't get to question me.” I s
Emily's POV The next thing I knew, we were out of the secret hallway with Alan forgotten in it. We walked to the garden and one of the guards stopped us. I kept my head bowed so that the guard did not recognize me.“So why are you stopping me?” Aiden asked which led the guard to clear his throat.“I don't mean to stop you, I swear, sir. I just want you to know who's with you.”“She's a maid, now my woman. Do you have anything against that?” Aiden asked angrily, causing the guard to clear his throat and look at Aiden with a bowed head.“I'm sorry, sir. I didn't… I didn't think about this well. You may leave.”Aiden grabbed my wrist and pulled me along with him as we walked away from the guard.I looked at Aiden, having a lot to say but keeping it in my mind. The moment we arrived at the gate, the guards in charge grunted upon seeing us.I brought my hand to my pocket, brought out the gate pass and handed it over to Aiden. He collected the gate pass and lifted it so the guards could s
Emily's POV She had short bob hair with red makeup around her eyes. She was beautiful and had a very sweet smile.“How are you?” She asked sweetly while I brought my right hand to my chest fearfully.“You poisoned me.”The woman shook her head and glanced at me with squinted eyes. “I don't understand what it is that you are saying.”“Are you saying that just to sound wise?” I asked which led her to frown.“I know I have been poisoned by you. Why else would I spit so much blood?”The woman sighed. “Of course, you think I posioned you when I only fed you some herbs to clean out your insides.”I looked around me. It was true that I felt lighter on the inside but why would I spit out blood?“You had some internal bleeding due to your fall but thankfully it healed in time.”“So you mean to say you didn't poison me?” I asked as I stood up to my feet with some struggle.“Yes, if I did, you wouldn't be here as I speak.”I stumbled forward and the woman led me back to the brick bed which was
Emily's POV “I wish I had more time with her,” Said Emilianna.“I don't mean to sound cruel but life doesn't always give us the life that we want.” I said.Emilianna chortled. “I can tell you didn't grow much on love. You're too harsh,”“Is that too much for you?” I asked.Emilianna sighed. “I forgot to ask you why you were at the spot where I found you. What's your history? That is, if you're willing to share.”I smirked. “You really want to know?”Emilianna nodded. “Yes, please share.”“Actually, I'd like to keep that to myself for now.”“Oh, looks like you haven't gone far in trusting people enough to tell them what you feel about life.”“Honestly, Emilianna. Would you blame me? I've walked this life wanting love but what to do when I don't find it? I can't just kill myself for it now. Can I?”“Listen Sweetheart, love isn't in a person. It's in the things you do. If you want to make yourself feel loved, it could be as simple as doing your hair so dancing in the moonlight. It coul
Emily's POV “What do you want to do?” I asked myself out loud, but then I decided to keep my thoughts to myself.“Don't worry about anything,” I said to myself. “Everything will work out eventually.”Then I ran my fingers through my tangy hair and sighed. How could I bring myself to sleep at ease when Maron did something so horrible to Emilianna's daughter and she didn't know. Wouldn't it be easier to get rid of me while I'm asleep? I sat up on the bed.“No, I will not sleep.”“You will sleep.” I heard a voice at the entrance of the cave causing me to sigh. It was Emilianna.My mind was fearful but my heart was calm. I wanted to tell Emilianna what I had heard but I just couldn't bring myself to. She wouldn't trust a stranger over her pack member.“Emilianna,” I said, and she smiled as she walked over and caressed my face.“Why aren't you sleeping yet?”“I don't feel comfortable.” I responded.“You don't feel comfortable enough to sleep or what?”“Yes.” I said, and she smiled. “Shoul
Emily's POV “It's the Alpha’s decision to make. It seems if we don't accept you, the Alpha won't accept us either. And from the looks of it, you're highly valuable to the Alpha.” The guy with black skin said.“How am I valuable to the Alpha?” I asked.“I mean it's pretty obvious, she let you sleep in her late daughter's cave.”I hummed. So the cave I slept in actually belonged to Emilianna's late daughter. I didn't know how to feel about that.“My name is Adam by the way.” He said which made me nod.“Right, Adam.”“Come on, let's go. I'm curious to see how you hunt.” Maron said and I nodded.I was given a bow and an arrow and I held onto it firmly as we were led to the woods.There was a group of deers and some pigs in the woods.Maron whispered to me. “Kill one, let's see how good you are.”I knew that this test depended on me doing well. That was the only was for me to get any atom of respect from this pack. Knowing they were rogue wolves, it was easier to realize with them that ev
Emily's POV “You alright?” She asked me and I nodded.“I'm fine.”“You haven't had anything to eat, have you?”“Not today.” I answered.“Come with me, there's probably something for you to have in the kitchen.”“Right.”I followed Penelope to the kitchen and it was filled with many chefs who were making many things.Penelope turned to one of them, “please make carrot soup for two.”“Okay, no problem.” The chef said and went to start a meal from scratch.“Is carrot soup that good?” I asked Penelope. “I've never had it before.”“Oh it's so nutritious. It heals your gut. I Iearned from my grandma that if you want to heal your brain, it all starts with the gut.”“Really?” I said.“Sure.”We sat outside the kitchen and Penelope sighed at me.“I don't know why but I feel like I can talk to you about anything.” she said and I raised a brow.“Really?”“Yes, that's why I wanted to connect with your wolf when we were at the woods but I couldn't.”“Right.”When the food came, I was grateful to
Emily's POV I stared blankly at Emilianna. My heart was beating so fast, I could feel it in my throat. I didn’t know how to begin. The words were there, but they were stuck. They felt too big, too heavy to say out loud."Emily," Emilianna said softly, her voice calm and gentle. "I’m here. I’m listening. Whatever it is, just tell me."I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice. "I... I know something," I began, my voice shaking. "Something important."Emilianna nodded, her eyes encouraging. "Go on," she urged, her tone patient and kind.I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "It’s about Maron," I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper. "He... he killed your daughter."Emilianna didn’t react the way I expected. She didn’t gasp or look shocked. Instead, she remained calm, her eyes soft but steady. "I know," she said quietly.I blinked, confused. "You... you know?" I asked, my voice full of disbelief."Yes, Emily," she replied, her voice gentle but firm. "I’ve known for a long
Emily’s POV We walked back in silence, the forest thick with the crisp bite of morning air. Fayne’s fingers never left mine, his grip steady, as if he feared I might slip away if he loosened it. Maybe he was right. Maybe I was still clinging to that old version of myself—untouchable, unbreakable. But his warmth seeped into me, a promise I hadn’t realized I’d been craving. Melissa was waiting at the pack house entrance, her brows drawn tight with worry. When she saw us approaching, her expression melted into relief. “Thank the stars.” She rushed over, eyes darting between us. “I was about to send a search party.” “I’m fine,” I said, my voice stronger than I felt. “Fayne’s fine. We’re…” I glanced at him, hesitating. “…we’re good.” His smile was small but genuine, a flicker of something unspoken passing between us. Melissa’s gaze narrowed, suspicion creeping in. “You sure you’re okay, Fayne? You look pale.” “I’m alright,” he replied, though I could see the fatigue etched i
Emily’s POVI couldn’t sleep that night. Fayne’s words echoed in my mind, tearing apart the carefully built walls I’d spent so long reinforcing. *You can’t keep pushing me away.* But I had to. I had to protect myself. To maintain control. Love was a weakness I couldn’t afford. And yet, my chest ached from the void his absence left behind. When dawn’s light spilled through the curtains, I forced myself to rise. There was work to be done. The pack to lead. The illusion of control to maintain. But as I walked through the corridors, I couldn’t ignore the way the pack members avoided my gaze. Whispers lingered on their tongues, doubt festering like an infection. They saw the tension between Fayne and me, the cracks in my authority. I wouldn’t let them see me falter. Not now. Not ever. Melissa found me in the dining hall, her face pale but composed. “Emily, we need to talk.” “What is it?” I snapped, my nerves frayed from a night of sleepless torment. “It’s Fayne.” She hesi
Emily’s POVThe hours passed in a restless blur. I prowled the corridors of Galahad like a caged animal, my mind tangled with thoughts of Fayne, Rosie, and the delicate balance I was struggling to maintain. I’d given Fayne his task, planted the seeds of deception. Now I had to wait for them to take root. But patience had never been my strong suit. Melissa found me in the training hall, my fists slamming into the padded target with punishing precision. The rhythmic thud of my strikes did little to ease the agitation clawing at me. “Emily.” Melissa’s voice was cautious, her steps light as she approached. “Is something troubling you?” “Everything,” I snapped, my fist crashing into the target one last time. “Rosie. Fayne. The constant need to keep everyone in line.” Melissa folded her arms, her gaze steady. “You’ve managed well so far. The pack is loyal to you.” “Only because I make them fear me more than they fear the unknown.” I wiped sweat from my brow, my breathing uneven.
Emily's POV I stormed through the corridors of Galahad, my mind spiraling into dark, desperate plans. The further I went, the more the anger burned. Rosie had dared to come into my territory, spewing accusations and threats, tearing at the threads I’d so carefully woven into control. I couldn’t let her unravel everything. Not when I was so close to consolidating my power. Fayne was a loose end. One that Rosie would undoubtedly try to tug at until it snapped. I reached his door and shoved it open without bothering to knock. Fayne was awake, sitting up in bed, his eyes clouded with fatigue but brightening the moment he saw me. There was something too earnest, too genuine about his smile. “Emily.” My name sounded like a prayer on his lips. I hated it. Loved it. Needed it. “I need to talk to you.” I closed the door behind me, locking it with a flick of my wrist. The air between us thickened, the quiet humming with something sharp and urgent. Fayne’s gaze drifted over me, the
Emily's POVI stormed down the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest. Everything about Fayne rattled me. His persistence, his unwavering devotion—it was infuriating. But most of all, it was terrifying. I couldn’t allow myself to be weak. Not when I had everything I’d ever wanted finally within my grasp. Jacob’s power. His pack. And yet… Fayne’s gaze haunted me more than Jacob’s corpse ever could. “Emily.” Melissa’s voice cut through the whirlwind of my thoughts. I hadn’t even noticed her approaching. She looked at me like she had something important to say, her eyes unusually bright. “What is it, Melissa?” I snapped, too wound up to entertain whatever nonsense she’d come to me with. “There’s… news.” Her voice wavered, something close to fear in her eyes. “What kind of news?” “Rosie. She’s returned.” I felt my breath hitch, a cold chill slipping down my spine. Alpha Rosie of the Thorns Pack wasn’t the kind of woman to back down easily. If she’d come back to Galahad,
Emily’s POVThe fire had nearly burned itself out by the time I allowed myself to sit. My legs trembled as if my own fury had drained me. It was definitely not easy being Alpha at all. I sighed as I walked.Fayne’s words echoed in my mind, relentless and maddening. “What if I never leave, Emily?” How could he be so certain? How could he look at me like… like I was something precious? Something worth fighting for. I wasn’t precious. I was *ruthless*. Everything I had, I took. Jacob’s power, his allies, his pack—I claimed them all. Even Fayne. I’d poisoned the only man who had power over me and buried him in a coffin like a secret to be forgotten. No one questioned my claim as Alpha. No one dared. But Fayne? He questioned me with every look, every word, and still, he stayed. That loyalty should’ve made me feel triumphant. Instead, it rattled me to my core. I needed control. Over him. Over everything. A knock at the door. I straightened, wiping the frustration from my face
Emily's POV Rosie was a problem. Fayne was a problem. Neither could be ignored. I exhaled sharply, rolling my shoulders back. Think, Emily. If Rosie kept pushing, I’d have to deal with her. But killing her too soon would bring chaos. I needed to manipulate her, draw her in, make her believe I wasn’t her enemy. As for Fayne… I still didn’t understand how he had hidden so much of himself from me. He had always been powerful, but the energy I felt when he blocked my path earlier—it was something else . Something more . I needed to test him again. Push him. See where his limits were. I turned away from the map, my decision made. First, I would handle Rosie. Then, I would handle Fayne. Fayne’s Room I entered his room without knocking. Fayne was still in bed, his face paler than usual, but his eyes snapped to mine the moment I stepped inside. He had recovered faster than I expected. “I thought you’d stay away longer,” he murmured. I walked toward him, my e
Emily’s POV I narrowed my eyes at Fayne as he stared at me with that ridiculous, dreamy expression. He was still weak from his wounds, but there was a strange certainty in his eyes that unsettled me. I needed to be sure. “Do you know who I am?” I asked, my voice steady. Fayne smiled, as if the answer was obvious. “Of course,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The moment the words left his lips, he reached for me. Before I could react, he pulled me forward and kissed me. My entire body tensed. His lips were warm, gentle even, but the shock hit me harder than anything else. I wasn’t expecting this. I shouldn’t have let this happen. A rush of emotions surged through me—ones I didn’t want to name, ones I didn’t have time to deal with. My instincts kicked in before my thoughts could catch up, and I shoved him back with enough force to put space between us. Fayne looked at me in confusion, his brows drawing together. “What’s wrong?” I turned my face away, composing myself. “It’s
Emily's POV For a moment, I didn’t move. My heart hammered against my ribs as I stared at him, unmoving. He was out cold. Damn it. I couldn’t afford anyone seeing this—seeing *us.* Not yet. If anyone found me tending to him, questions would arise. Suspicion would grow. I exhaled sharply before making a quick decision. Melissa. I left the room swiftly, moving through the halls without drawing attention. When I found her, she was already lounging in her new quarters, basking in the luxury I had granted her. “Melissa,” I said, my tone leaving no room for argument. “I need a bowl of water, a towel, and any fever medication you can find. Now.” She blinked, surprised by my urgency, but she didn’t question me. She simply nodded and hurried to gather what I needed. Minutes later, she returned with the supplies, following me back to Fayne’s room. The moment she stepped inside and saw his unconscious form, she let out a low whistle. “Looks like your pet is broken,” she mused.