Emily's POV “You can keep him in the backyard of my house,” he said and I jumped up happily. When I noticed what I was doing, I stopped jumping and caressed the cute rabbit in my arms.“You hear what Fayne said? I can keep you in the backyard. We'll be together.”I heard a sound in front of us causing me to avert my gaze from the rabbit to In front of us where an antelope was walking while sniffing the grass for a bite to eat.Fayne pulled forth his bow and arrow and shot the antelope's side. The antelope immediately started to limp away but Fayne shot its leg and it started bleeding out, then it lost its consciousness.“That's it, we have meet for the day.” I said.Fayne went to grab the antelope. He pulled out the arrows from its side and leg before swinging the antelope over his shoulder.“Let's go.” He told me and we headed home.When we went back, Fayne went to the kitchen to butcher the antelope while I sat there on the kitchen stool swaying left and right.I stared at the rabb
Emily's POV “So you don't think humans kill each other under false pretense all the time?”“Humans are not perfect and they go against each other a lot of time. That doesn't mean that this time, a berserker isn't responsible for their deaths.”“Do you believe in this so much, Fayne?”He nodded, “I do.”I clenched my fists. No matter what I said, he wouldn't believe me. Which meant that I should keep my being a berserker away from him as it was unlikely for him to support me if I told him that.I kept my head bowed. “I'm going to bed, Fayne.”Fayne looked at me with parted lips, then he nodded. I went to my room and laid on the bed while sobbing myself to sleep. I was healing… I remembered everything that I had gone through and it made me feel overwhelmed and emotional.I wiped my tears but I couldn't forget any of what I had to go through. Maybe that was why I was here. To heal from the pains of the past.My parents… if only they cared about me as much as I was inclined to care abou
Emily's POV “Well, why are you suddenly curious about me?” Fayne asked.“I do know that there's something about you that should be known other than the fact that you're the King's hunter.”Fayne ran his fingers through his hair.“Why would you want to know anything about me other than the fact that I rescued you. It's not like you're going to live here forever.”I swallowed. He had a point. I'd never thought that far ahead. I had nowhere to go so I had subconsciously taken this place as a home in my heart.“You’re right, and I'm grateful for the opportunity to live here but I just want to know more about my saviour.”“The only thing you need to know about me is that I'm Fayne and will forever be no matter what happens to me.”“You are Fayne,”I placed my hand on his cheek while staring into his eyes. After a long second, Fayne removed my hand from his face.“Fine,” he said. “I'll tell you.”“My parents were killed by wolves. Then I was rescued by a group of wolf hunters who taught me
Emily's POV Fayne's look was aggravated and angry which made me stare at him with raised brows. I'd never seen him this unsettled. It made me wonder if there was more underneath the surface.“The king wants you to give him an explanation.” Liam said to Fayne. But then Fayne's wandering eyes caught mine.I cleared my throat nervously and walked over.“Here are the stuffs you requested.”I placed the pieces of papers and ink on the desk.Liam stood on his feet and bowed to Fayne. “Sir, I'll get going now.”Fayne said nothing and watched Liam leave.I looked at Fayne and hesitated. Should I really be saying something to Liam right now?“Are you okay?” I ended up asking, then I realized that he must see that as a stupid question. He was obviously not doing well. I was about to change the direction of the conversation but Fayne looked at me with a gentle smile.“I’m fine.”I was taken aback by Fayne's smile.“What's wrong with you?” I looked at him hesitantly. I'd rarely seen him smile.
Emily's POVMy eyes widened as he spoke. “Emily, you should leave.”I looked at Fayne's face, understanding what he was saying. It didn't matter what I wanted. He was telling me to leave and it was up to me to respect myself and leave.“Fine, I'll leave. But before I leave, give me three days.”“And what will the three days be for?” He asked me.“You'll teach me how to survive alone with multiple skills that you have such as shooting and setting traps for animals.”“Mind you, it's not all skills that require physical strength. Some have to deal with de-escalating conflicts and so on.”“I'm willing to learn as much as possible from you before leaving.” I said.Fayne looked at me for the longest time possible and then nodded.“Today will be the first day then.”“But it's getting late.”“It's better than starting later.”I couldn't help but think that Fayne was keeping something from me. He was acting pretty normal untill Liam came with some letters for him to read. I wondered what that
Emily's POV I left the rabbit, Grey in Fayne's backyard maybe he would take care of him. At least he'd have something that reminded him of me. In my room, I opened the wardrobe and pulled out some of the clothes. I folded them neatly and put them in the bag. Once I was done, I flung the bag across of my shoulder and walked out. I would miss this place but it didn't matter. Not to me, not to Fayne.I entered the woods and took the path to the town.When I entered the town, I noticed how scanty the town was which made me wonder.There was nothing different about it but the people weren't filled with as much brightness and beauty anymore.I walked to a nearby stall in which an elderly woman was making noodles. I walked to her, filled with much curiosity.“Hello ma'am,” I said to her but I was left with no response.“Do not be offended but I have something to ask you.”“No noodles, no asking.” She responded.I had no money in my hands so I couldn't buy her noodles.I sighed and proceeded
Emily's POV The elderly woman placed her hand on top of mine.“Don't worry, I'll keep your secret.”I pushed the elderly woman's hand away. “You have no secret to keep because I'm a human.”“No matter what you say, you cannot disconnect yourself from what you truly are.”The elderly woman fixed the necklace around my neck and then slightly pulled away from me.“Be safe,”I turned around the house to leave, then I clutched the crystal of the necklace, tucking it into my shirt.As soon as I went outside, I saw that in front of me was a group of werewolves mounted on horses. Many humans were cuffed in chains and dragged around which made me worry. Just what was going on?“Get the girl,” their presumed leader was on the white horse wearing his dark long hair in braids. He had the typical bad boy look. But it wasn't a look that a lot of men would be attracted to.Before I knew what was going on, I was grabbed by a werewolf and I didn't see him coming. He cuffed me and I was fearful of my
Emily's POV I shivered, my eyes gleaming with tears as I watched him and the others being led by the werewolves. I wanted to go to him right away, but I was bound.Fayne's eyes met mine and my lips parted. Fayne slightly shook his head as though pleading with me not to acknowledge him.“Boss, they're here. We captured the queen too.”Jones stepped out with a knife in his hand. He tossed it in front of the queen.“Queen of the human empire, how lovely to see you in this state… Not!” Jones mocked.The queen clenched her fists. “You monsters! You killed the ruler of the human village. Do you think no one will ever put a stop to your schemes?!” She yelled causing Jones to laugh loudly.“Queen of the human empire, What do you choose?”“I'd rather die.”Jones nodded, “Then do it!”The queen snatched the knife from the ground and brought it to her neck.“As long as the king is dead, I'm not willing to live anymore.”Fayne shook his head, “No, my queen.”Before Fayne could drop her, the que
Emily's POV “I am its architect.” His voice sharpened. “I bled to carve this world and you—you ungrateful little thing—think you can reshape it just because you wear a crown?”I stepped forward, shoulders square despite the ache in my belly. “This pack is mine. And you’re just a bitter shadow crawling through the cracks.”His smile died.In one breath, he was before me. He struck.I barely blocked the blow, steel singing as I summoned my power—shadow and flame pulsing from my palms. Our magic collided, shattering the air with a boom that knocked down the throne room’s torches. I stumbled, catching myself against the wall as he advanced again.“You’re weak, Emily. You’ve always been,” He spat, raising a blackened blade—ancient and cursed.“No,” I growled, blood in my mouth. “You just never expected me to survive.”I launched my power again, this time from the core of me—fueled by rage, by memory, by the child I hadn’t even held yet. Fire burst across the room, smashing into him and se
Emily’s POVThe room was spinning, or maybe it was just me. My legs barely carried me to the edge of the bed before I collapsed into its hold. Blood. The unmistakable warmth of it stained my thighs and soaked through my garments.I tried to breathe, to focus, but panic was rising like a tide I couldn’t stop.The door burst open just as the shadows started to close in again.“Emily!” Fayne’s voice was hoarse with urgency.Behind him stepped a healer—an older woman with a composed presence and knowing eyes. She moved fast, kneeling beside me without hesitation. Fayne hovered, his eyes darting between the blood on the sheets and the furrowed worry on the healer’s face.“Help her,” he growled low, his fists clenched.“I am,” the healer said gently, her hands already working. She pressed her palms over my lower stomach, a warm hum of power flowing into me.I felt the baby—alive. Faint, but there.“She’s still holding on,” the healer murmured. “The pregnancy is early, delicate. You must res
Emily's POV “That's okay.” I said, “You two can take a rest in the living room until the other Alphas arrive.”“But Alpha, Red Cross has only recently been exposed as a pack. Many Alphas may not be ready to accept it yet.”“Oh, they will.” I said. “It's only a matter of time.”“Yes Alpha.”Adam and Penelope walked away to the living room and I heaved a sigh of relief. It had been long since I last saw those two. It was good to see them.Not long after, the Alpha of Crystal pack came over. I greeted him and asked about his Luna. She was resting back home was his response. I let him join Adam and Penelope in the living room.By dusk, Alpha Dion of the Crestwind Pack had crossed our borders. He had once been an enemy, years ago. But I knew the enemy of my enemy might yet be the foundation of a shared future.And then… one by one, they came.Alpha Riva of the Moonclaw. Alpha Thorne of the Eastern Ridges. A rogue leader named Vasha, representing nearly a hundred unaligned werewolves. All
Emily's POV The sky was thick with ash. The scent of blood clung to the trees. The once-proud grounds of the Galahad pack house were now littered with broken timber, charred stone, and the wounded groans of warriors too stubborn to fall.I stood in the middle of it all, shoulders tight, dress torn and soaked in both my blood and theirs.Matteo had been dragged away. I’d spared his life—barely. Sent him back to my father with one message written across his chest in claw marks: **This land belongs to Emily. Come for it again, and bleed.**Now, silence ruled the ruins of the battlefield.Fayne walked beside me, quiet and steady, his presence grounding me like always. My hand rested on my stomach without thinking. The child growing inside me didn’t stir. But I was acutely aware of it. Every heartbeat of mine… was two now.“Let me take you inside,” Fayne said gently. “You’re hurt.”“I’m fine.” But I wasn’t. My body throbbed with bruises, and I hadn’t stopped trembling since the fight ende
Emily’s POVThe air cracked before dawn.I had barely finished reviewing the patrol routes when the first explosion hit—closer than it ever should have been. The ground trembled beneath the weight of chaos. I could feel it in my bones: the war had reached my doorstep.A guard burst into the war room, blood on his armor and fear in his eyes. “Alpha Emily! The Donovan forces… they’ve breached the second perimeter. They’re inside Galahad territory. Heading straight for the pack house.”I stood slowly, my heart slamming in my chest. “Sound the full alarm. Evacuate the pups and elders to the tunnels. Ready the fighters. No one retreats unless I command it.”As I stepped outside, the air was thick with smoke and magic—an unnatural tension. My wolves were already clashing with intruders in the woods, their howls echoing in my mind like a second heartbeat. But this… this wasn’t a raid.It was a full invasion.“Fayne!” I called out through our link, already sensing him cutting through enemies
Emily's POV Fayne helped me into my robe and placed a steadying hand on the small of my back as we followed Melissa down the hallway. The further we walked, the more tension built in my chest. I felt like every heartbeat echoed louder than the last, vibrating with the weight of what was coming.The war wasn’t knocking at our door—it was clawing at it.We reached the council chamber where two scouts stood, their cloaks dusted with dried leaves and their faces streaked with sweat. They straightened the moment I entered.“My Alpha,” one said, lowering his head. “We found signs of movement along the Donovan border. Not just soldiers—creatures. Twisted ones. Like hybrids.”My blood ran cold.“Hybrids?” Fayne echoed. “Explain.”“They smelled like us… but not. Their energy felt wrong. Tainted. Like they were made… not born.”I stepped forward. “Made? You’re saying Matteo is creating… corrupted wolves?”The scout nodded. “Yes. We think they’ve been experimenting. With dark magic.”My fingers
Emily's POV I tried to wave him away, but it was too late. He was already beside me in three long strides, crouching down, his arms reaching out.He stilled when he saw the blood. His eyes darkened with alarm, then narrowed in concentration. I could feel it—his senses opening, searching through the energies in the room, searching me.And then he stilled again, this time… in disbelief.“Emily,” he whispered, voice hushed. “Are you… are you pregnant?”I looked up slowly, lips parted in shock. He hadn’t even touched me, but he *knew*.My silence was answer enough.Fayne’s expression changed, softening with a mixture of awe and protectiveness. But the concern didn’t fade.“Why didn’t you tell me?”“I wasn’t sure,” I said weakly, my voice cracking. “I didn’t want to say anything until I could confirm it… until I knew it was real. And now—Fayne, I’m throwing up blood. Something’s wrong.”He immediately scooped me into his arms and carried me to the bed, his every movement cautious but urge
Emily's POV Something was wrong.I felt it the moment the wind shifted—the kind of instinct only an Alpha could trust. The air was too still, too heavy. My stomach twisted as if the universe was holding its breath.I was pacing in the war room when the doors swung open.Fayne stood there, his face pale and clenched, the kind of expression that made my heart stop before I even heard his voice.“Emily,” he said, low, broken.I crossed the room quickly. “What happened?”He didn’t answer. Not at first. His eyes searched mine like he didn’t know how to say it.Then he held out something—a cloth, stained deep red.And I knew.“No,” I whispered.He unwrapped it gently, reverently, as if even he didn’t want to see it again. But the moment I saw it, the world around me collapsed.Link’s face stared up at me, frozen forever.I couldn’t breathe.“No,” I said again, louder this time, stepping back, as if distance could undo what was in front of me. “No. No, this isn’t real.”Fayne’s voice was ti
Fayne’s POVThe room smelled of scorched parchment and tension. When I entered the war chamber, I found Emily standing with her back to me, stiff and silent, her hands clenched at her sides. The hearth behind her cast flickering light against the stone walls, but nothing warmed the chill I felt in the air.“Emily,” I said gently, approaching. “You called for me?”She didn’t answer immediately. Her fingers tapped rhythmically against her forearm, a habit she had when something was unraveling inside her mind.Finally, she turned and met my eyes. “A message came. From Donovan pack.”That name alone made my jaw tighten. I’d heard it whispered with venom before but never directly tied to her so openly.“Your brother?” I asked.She nodded, then picked up the folded parchment from the table and handed it to me.I unfolded it slowly, eyes scanning the sharp, aggressive handwriting. The message was as cruel as it was bold. Her brother—Donovan—was threatening to take Galahad from her. Not throu