Emily's POV “Going somewhere?” She asked me.“As a matter of fact, yes. But I'll be back soon.”Beth looked at me from up to down. “Well, you can go but be careful, there might be some cruel werewolves lurking about.”“Don't worry about it, I'm pretty cruel myself.”I winked at Beth and went to the horse and carriage not far from the house and began to lead it into the woods. I found some carrots on the ground and I fed it to the horse as well as some water. When I was done, I walked where Viper had been killed and saw that his body was still there. I removed his body away from the tree and checked his pockets only to see a purse. I grabbed it and checked it only to see that it contained silver. I kept the purse in my dress pocket and found something I could dig the ground with. Then I buried Viper in a far away distance and headed back to Beth's hut. By now, it was dark and Beth was standing outside looking worried.“Finally, you came back.” She told me, looking nervous.“Of cours
Emily's POV “My name is Fayne.”“Wow, that sounds very gentlemanly.” Beth responded with a calm expression on her face.“And you, ma'am?” Fayne asked her.“It's Beth,” she chuckled slightly.“I made some rice and fish soup. Would you guys like to have breakfast?”“You didn't have to.” Beth smiled while walking over and serving herself.“I was hungry so I decided to make it.” I said while she smiled enthusiastically.I fixed Fayne a plate after Beth left the kitchen and he grabbed the plate from my hand and bowed his head slightly.“Thank you,”“You're welcome.”Fayne walked out of the kitchen and I sighed. I waited some moments in the kitchen before stepping out and watching Beth and Fayne eat together while chatting.For some reason, I felt as though our lives felt a bit normal. It was very calm and nourishing compared to the life that I had in front of me. And soon, Fayne was going to die and I would be all on my own.After eating breakfast, Beth made Fayne his morning medications
Emily's POV A smile crossed my cheek and I cleared my throat, “Thank you, ma'am.”“You're welcome, Luna.”My eyes widened, “Luna?”“Your wolf is a special one, isn't she? It's not that hard to decipher a wolf from a royal bloodline.”I smiled. “Although right now, I'm a Luna. I wish to become an Alpha someday.”“Won't be hard for you due to your bloodline. Where are you from?” she asked me.“You mean my pack?” I asked her. “Right.” She responded.“You'll know in due time.” I said with a smirk and she laughed out loud.“Fine. But wait a moment, I have something for you.”The woman walked into her house and came back with a blue sachet and handed it over to me.“What is that?” I asked her.“You don't have to know what it is honey, just put a bit in the food and water for 14 days and whoever that eats it will die within a month.”My eyes widened, “Really?”“Trust me honey,” she responded.My grip tightened on the sachet. I could use it on Jacob.Then all of a sudden, I sensed some men
Emily's POV Fayne turned away from me and I grabbed him by the shoulder forcefully so he was looking at me.“What the hell is wrong with you, Fayne? Don't you fucking know your place? Why would you tease me like that!”He chuckled. “I'm not fucking teasing you, Emily.” He turned to face me and stared me deep in the eyes. “The reason I sent you away back then was because I felt something for you and it would be fucking stupid if I didn't let go far away from me because I bring nothing but wrought and harm wherever I go!”My jaw dropped and I was in shock to even move.“It's a mistake to even bring me with you as a slave, Emily. All I do is fall in love with you. It's torture. I can't do it anymore.”A tear rolled down my cheek because I realized that back then in the past when I was living under Fayne's roof he had feelings for me. We could have been end game and escape together from this world of werewolves but he just had to push me away from him.I pushed Fayne back. “Why didn't y
Emily's POV Fayne collected the candles from Beth and I cleared my throat.“Fayne, have you had your medications yet?”“Yes, actually. Now that I'm done making the wedding dress, I should start cooking for all of us.”Without saying anything else, Fayne started to head to the kitchen.“Wait, no, Fayne—”“—Don’t stop him,” Beth interupted me while holding me back.“Any not?” I asked.“Because this is the happiest he's even been.”“And how would you know that?” I said.“I checked his pulse this morning before I headed out. He's a lot better than today than I expected.” “And?” i said without emotion.“Have you heard of the term, the surge?”“What? No.” I said.“It's the body's attempt to give the body a final energy boost before passing away.”“Oh,” I calmed down, feeling a bit guilty. “I didn't know.” I added.“I don't know your reasons for deciding to get married to him but you better give him a good time while he's alive.” Beth said, leaving me stunned.“Your hair still looks fresh,
Emily's POV “Come on, it's time to eat.” Beth told us and only then did Fayne let go of me. I wondered how Fayne was that strong when his hand was hurt.I ran my fingers through my hair and we went inside and ate some food.When we were done eating, we said our good nights to Beth and went to the room Fayne and I were allowed to sleep in.Fayne sat on his bed and sighed. “I can't believe that we're married,” he told me.I swallowed nervously because I knew that this would be the last day I would see Fayne because he would die tomorrow.“Well, we are. So…” I trailed off and Fayne cleared his throat.“Thank you for accepting me, Beth. I promise that I'm going to make it up to you. I promise.”“That's okay,” I said, clearing my throat.There was silence that permeated through us that led to me feeling nervous. But I decided to take the led and quench my desire.I stood up from the bed I was sitting on and lifted Fayne's chin so he was staring up at me.“So, do we mate already?”Fayne's
Emily's POV I gasped and pulled away from the kiss, causing Fayne to smile and bring me closer to him.“You haven't had enough yet?” He said teasingly.“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…”I was interrupted by Fayne pressing his lips against mine, hard and rough. When he pulled away, I gasped surprised by how hot that felt.“Fayne,” I gasped.“You're my wife now. You're entitled to my body just as much as I'm entitled to yours. If I didn't please you enough then all you have to do is tell me, don't ever be shy to tell me.”“That's not it, Fayne.” I tried to reason with him but he took off my clothes and tossed it aside.I was now fully naked before his eyes and there was nowhere to turn.Fayne traced his tongue over my chest and I gasped.“Fayne…”“I'll give it to you as much as you want, I swear.” Fayne ran his fingers over my breasts and I leaned forward, feeling overpowered by his grip. How could he even do that when one of his hands was in jeopardy?Fayne kissed my breasts and I moane
Emily's POV The next day, when I woke up Fayne was no longer by my side. I remembered the fun he and I had the previous night and smiled to myself. I sat up on the bed and began to wear my clothes. When I was fully clothed, I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. When I was done, I went outside only to see Beth and Fayne talking.The moment they saw me, Fayne smiled while Beth simply nodded at me.“Did you have good night?” Fayne asked me.My cheeks turned pink as Fayne asked that question.“Great, thanks.” I said without a hint of shame.“Beth, good morning.” I told her and she flashed me a smile.“Morning, Emily.”“Can I talk to you for a sec?” I said, walking over to her and grabbing her hand.“Sure,” She told me.We walked away from the hut and I asked her, “Why isn't Fayne dead yet?”“I have no idea. There's a fluctuation in his health… Anyway, I think there's not much that I can do. His medical case is beyond me. But I still don't think he will live for a long time.” She
Emily's POV "And if he turns on you?" Link stepped closer. "Will you wait until your throat is already slit before you believe me?"I stared at him for a long moment. He was right in many ways. Link had always done the dirty work—without asking questions, without demanding praise. But tonight, he wasn’t just looking at me like his Alpha. He was looking at me like I belonged to him."Is that what this is?" I whispered. "You’re jealous?"His jaw tightened. "I’m not a child, Emily. I don’t get jealous. I get dangerous."His words weren’t a threat. They were a promise.I moved past him to the window, needing space, needing air. Outside, the pack grounds lay quiet under the weight of the night. I could see the training fields where warriors used to train under Jacob’s rule. Where I now held court."You’ve always had my loyalty, Link," I said quietly. "But you don’t own me."He was behind me now. I could feel the heat of him, the restraint in his breath. "Not yet."I turned sharply, our fa
Emily's POV The silence hung, suffocating and electric. I stood above Rosie, chest heaving, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. My knuckles throbbed, my limbs ached, but I stood tall. Victorious.Rosie looked up at me, blood on her lip, her pride cracked and leaking through her gaze. And yet—there was something else in her expression now. Something unfamiliar.Respect.The crowd still held its breath, eyes darting from me to Rosie and back again. They were waiting for someone to speak. Waiting to see if the new world we just stepped into would break them... or lead them.Rosie shifted onto one knee, then the other. Slowly, deliberately, she bowed her head to me.“I yield,” she said, voice rough but clear. “Alpha Emily.”The words echoed through the clearing like a bell tolling across a battlefield.A few gasps broke the stillness. Then, like falling dominoes, the rest of her warriors lowered their heads. Submission. Unity.I should’ve felt triumph. I should’ve smiled. But
Emily's POV The night stretched on like a blade, its sharp edge pressing against my nerves. Sleep was a distant thought, scattered like ashes to the wind. My mind raced, thoughts tangled with fear, determination, and something darker, something that tasted like revenge. I stayed in my room, pacing, my fingers clenching and unclenching. Fayne’s words echoed in my head, and for once, his voice sounded like something more than irritation. It was concern. Desperation. But I couldn’t afford to let it sway me. Not now. Before dawn broke, I slipped from my room and made my way to the training hall. The air was cool, fresh with the scent of rain that hadn’t quite fallen. It was the kind of crispness that made your lungs ache with every breath. The hall was empty, silent but for the quiet creak of the wooden floor beneath my boots. I didn’t want witnesses. Didn’t need anyone to see the way my hands trembled or the ragged edge of my breathing. I grabbed a training dummy, tossing it
Emily's POV “She’s on the eastern border. Brought at least a dozen of her warriors with her.” Melissa’s eyes were wide, panic trembling in her voice. “She’s demanding to speak with you. Alone.” “Alone?” I scoffed. “She must think I’m a fool.” “It’s a trap,” Fayne said, stepping forward. His presence was both reassuring and maddening. After our argument, his loyalty still felt uncertain, a phantom thread swaying in the wind. “She’ll try to catch you off guard.” “I know.” I met his gaze, my own fury barely contained. “But she’s challenging my authority in front of the pack. If I refuse her request, I’ll look weak.” Fayne’s jaw tightened. “So, you’re going?” “Yes.” “I’ll go with you.” His words were iron-clad. “No.” I shook my head, my voice firm. “If she sees me bring you, she’ll think I’m too afraid to face her on my own. This is a test, Fayne. And I’m going to pass it.” His expression twisted with frustration, but he didn’t argue. Melissa, however, looked ready to lau
Emily's POV Fayne remained by my side, his loyalty unwavering. Or so it seemed. But as the days crept by, I couldn’t ignore the way his eyes lingered on me, as if searching for something beyond my words. His fever had broken, but something else had shifted in him, something I couldn’t quite grasp. One afternoon, I found him in the training grounds, slashing through wooden dummies with a ferocity that bordered on madness. Sweat slicked his skin, his breaths ragged. “Fayne,” I called out, my voice slicing through the air. He stilled, knife held loosely in his hand, eyes glazed over with whatever war raged in his mind. “Emily.” His voice was hoarse. “I was just... preparing.” “Preparing for what?” I stepped closer, my gaze sweeping over the wreckage of splintered wood. “For whatever comes.” His gaze flicked to me, something wild and desperate gleaming in his eyes. “You’re surrounded by enemies, Emily. Rosie. The pack members who doubt you. They’ll all come for you eventually
Emily’s POVThe pack house was buzzing with urgency as Melissa rallied the warriors. Shadows danced across the walls, their movements feverish and uncertain. But I couldn’t afford to be uncertain. Fayne walked beside me, his presence a steady anchor despite the chaos. His loyalty was unwavering, but it only fueled my resolve. I couldn’t let him down. I couldn’t let anyone down. When I reached the front gates, I saw her. Alpha Rosie, standing tall and formidable, flanked by her warriors. Their eyes gleamed with challenge, a restless energy crackling through the air. I stepped forward, head held high, my voice cold and unyielding. “Alpha Rosie. You’ve returned sooner than expected.” Her gaze swept over me, a cruel smile twitching at her lips. “I wasn’t satisfied with our last conversation. So I’ve come for answers.” “Answers?” I folded my arms over my chest. “I told you the truth. Jacob is dead. It’s time you accept that and move on.” Her eyes narrowed. “Move on? You think I
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.