It was finally the day of the party. Emma stood proudly in front of the giant mirror in her bedroom. Her finger trembled slightly as she adjusted the dress.
It was an elegant deep midnight blue. Something that seemed almost too perfect for the occasion was exactly what she needed. The dress helped her figure in all the right ways, and for the first time in days, she looked and felt different again. From a far cry from the feverish trembling woman she would be just a few short days ago. She stared at her reflection, taking in the change her skin had regained its colour. Her cheeks were no longer pale, and her eyes would no longer carry the haunt pain filled against the heart before. She was strong now, at least physically strong, and the weight of her on her shoulders seemed to have lightened a little bit. Though she knew deep down that the real battle weighed. Tonight, she would expose her sister's cruelty, no matter the cost. The door to her room suddenly creaked open, and her mother stepped inside with a beaming smile. Her face was glowing with nothing but pride. She took one look at Emma, and her expression softened for a brief second.
“Emma, my dear,” she walked closer to her. “You look absolutely stunning,” she gestured, her voice filled with excitement. “You’ll have all the eyes on you tonight. I’m sure you’ll snag the best man at the party, and the attention will be yours,” she exclaimed.
Emma smiled, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. Her mother’s words, meant to be encouraging, but it felt hollow to Emma.
She appreciated her mother’s enthusiasm, but the last thing she wanted was to be the center of attention tonight for reasons unrelated to the truth she needed to uncover.
“Mom, please,” Emma said, turning toward her mother. “I don’t want to be under any pressure. I’ve already agreed, no more pushing me into this. Let me enjoy the evening without feeling like I’m being set up.” She stated with a sharp tone.
Her mother’s smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered it within the blink of an eye. “Of course, dear, I understand. I just want you to be happy, and I want tonight to be perfect for you.” She message Emma shoulder for a moment before she reached for the jewelry box on Emma’s vanity.
From within, she pulled out a small, ornate pendant. It was intricately crafted in silver, with an embedded gemstone that seemed to shimmer in the light. She handed it to Emma, her expression sincere.
“This is for you,” her mother said, her voice quiet now, almost reverent. “I believe it will make you the most desired tonight. It has been passed down through the family for generations, and I’ve kept it for special occasions. I want you to have it.” She explained with a straight eyes.
Emma stared at the pendant for a while, her heart throbbing at the thought of how much her mother cared. But she could not shake the unease that lingered at the back of her mind. Still, she accepted the pendant with a graceful nod, silently promising herself that she would not let this night be about appearances. Her focus remained on the truth, the secrets she had to disclose about Ever.
“Thank you, Mom,” she said softly. Her voice steady, but her thoughts were already slipping away from the party and back to her sister, Ever. She could wear the pendant, but it would not distract her from the mission she had set in motion.
Her mother’s smile returned as she placed the pendant around Emma’s neck, her finger lingering for a moment as she admired how it complemented her dress. “You really will turn heads tonight, and you deserve it. I only wish you could see yourself the way I do.”
Emma offered a smile in return, but inside, she was already shifting her focus to something bigger than any party.
Meanwhile, at the pack, the twins were preparing for the night. Though their concern had little to do with the celebration itself, they had received a warning from a witch earlier in the week. Something dramatic was going to happen, and they needed to be cautious. The twins, being more aware than most of the forces at play, took the witch’s word seriously.
They roamed around the park, making sure all the security guards were placed where they were supposed to be. For those who seemed distracted or out of position, they sent them inside and brought in other reliable soldiers to take their place.
“I don’t like the feeling of this,” Jayden muttered
as he adjusted the security measures for the evening. “We need to be extra careful tonight. I feel like something is off,” he added.
Kale nodded his mind also consumed by the witch’s warning. “I don’t know what is coming, but we need to be ready. No surprises tonight, we have to make sure we did our best, father have put his hope in us” he said.
They continue seeming up tighter security for the event, their eyes scanning the mansion for any potential threats. The twins’ ancient pendants, worn for protection and good fortune, sat hidden under their clothes.
They were still on this when a guard approached them, informing them that the Alpha was calling for them.
The two exchanged a meaningful glance before heading inside the pack Palace to meet the Alpha. When they arrived, the Alpha greeted them and asked how they were preparing for the occasion.
They assured him that everything was being prepared perfectly and that they would make sure nothing unexpected happened. They had already ensured the security was in place and everything was in order. The Alpha expressed his trust in them, swearing that they wouldn’t fail him.
They promise not to fail him.
The clock struck exactly 7 p.m., marking the full swing of the Moon feast . Emma stood elegantly before the grand door of the event, her breath caught in her chest. Her heart pounded at the sight before her. The night had finally arrived the night she had been planning for. With one smooth motion, she smoothed the fabric of her dress. Standing at the wooden door, she took one last breath and pushed it open.Inside, the venue was electric. The sound of music filled the air, and a gentle hum of conversation weaved through the crowd as she stepped further into the room. Everywhere she looked, women were adjusting their dresses, tugging at their hair, and perfecting their appearances. Everywhere seems thick with anticipation, each one of the ladies vying for attention. They laughed, whispered, and even boldly called dibs on who would claim the twins’ attention.Emma could feel it all, the sharp glances, the whispers, the subtle but undeniable competition. But she didn’t let it faze her.
Emma’s hand danced across the keyboard as she typed the message: “They’re acting strange… I mean the twins. Ever has done something to them. They don’t even see me. What do I do?” After double-checking the message, she hit send. The response came almost instantly as if Damien had been waiting for her message.“Drink the vial I gave you; it will neutralize whatever is wrong with them, he replied.”Emma stared at his screen, her heart pounding. She had not intended to use the Vial on herself, but if it were the only way to break through whatever spell Ever had cast, she would do it. Before she could make a move, the door to the venue opened once more, and her parents walked in. The arrival caused a ripple of whispers among the guests. Emma felt a surge of relief mixed with dread as they made their way toward the high table.Her father’s face was calm, but her mother’s sharp gaze swept over the room, landing on Ever and the twins. Emma watched as her parents approached the trio.Her mot
The next day, a meeting was arranged by the Alpha, who invited Emma to the pack house. She got prepared early in the morning. When she was about to leave the house, she saw Ever glaring at her hatefully, but she did not even care. She met her father and mother in the sitting room the one who gave her words of advice and told her not to disrespect either the Alpha or the twins, she promised not to do anything to annoy them. She went to the pack house with a trembling mind and a thought full of prayer. When she got there, she was welcomed by the maid, who took her to the Alpha.When she got to the Alpha’s office, she and the Alpha exchanged a pleasant greeting, and the Alpha led her to where the meeting would be held. On their way, the Alpha and Emma conversed, he asked if she loved the twins. She told the Alpha that she loved them, especially when she knew they were her mates.The Alpha did not press forward and went to where the meeting would be commerce in a spacious portable ha
Emma woke up the next day and began loading her luggage She was excited with the thought of moving to the pack. She remembered the conversation she had with her parents the other day when her mother encouraged her and told her not to disobey or be rude to either the Alpha or the twins. Her mother had made her promise that, no matter what the twins did to her, she would let everything happen naturally and wouldn’t try to force herself on them, just as the Alpha had advised.She was about to close her luggage when her mom entered with a smile."Good morning, darling," she said, pulling her to a tight hug. They embraced as Emma inhaled the comforting scent of her mother’s shampoo. They departed from the hug, her mom glanced at the luggage then to her with sadness. "Oh, so it is finally happening," her mom said. Emma pouted her lips, sitting down on the bed. "I can't believe this either," she said, looking around the room. "I’m really going to miss this place.” Her mother nodded. “Of c
Emma marched forward to her room. She didn’t know what was wrong with the twins or why they thought they could transform their aggression on her. She walked to her bed and fell down heavily on it, her eyes magnetized to the ceiling.Obviously, she didn’t know why she suddenly missed her parent so much. She wished she could go back home, but she had already set her leg into this, and there was no way of going back.“I miss you, Mom,” she muttered, her heart freezing with different types of questions. Maybe if she was still with her mom, she wouldn’t be facing all this nonsense from those dramatic twins.Suddenly, her phone vibrated, and she flinched, sitting up on the bed and holding her chest. She was scared for a second.She picked up the phone and realized it was Damien calling. Happily, she slid the green button and pressed the phone against her right ear.“Hello, Damien,” she whispered happily.“Emma, how are you doing? I heard you moved to the pack. You didn’t even think to inform
The twins were equally surprised by Emma’s boldness. How dare she slam the door in their face like that? The two of them exchanged angry glares before storming out, walking to their father’s office. They knocked on the door, and before their father’s voice could give them permission to enter, they burst the door opened and stepped inside.They stood in front of him in a way that made their father raise an eyebrow and drop the document in his hands, his eyes now focused on the two of them.“What’s wrong? Is everything okay?” he asked.The twins stepped further into the room.“Everything is not okay, Father. Not a bit of it is okay,” Kale started. “I mean, the brat that you brought home disrespected us in a way that could cause her trouble. How dare she slam the door on our face without our permission? That’s just out of line.”“She doesn’t get to behave like that to us, Father,” Jayden added immediately.The Alpha, focused all his attention on them.“Is that what she did? She slammed t
The next morning, Emma rose with a sense of determination weighing on her shoulders. The Alpha's words from the previous day echoed in her mind, reminding her that she had no choice but to endure whatever the twins threw her way. Fighting back or allowing their actions to affect her would only give them more power over her.The best thing she could do now was to act as though their cruelty meant nothing to her. She decided to find a way to get on their good side and promised to do everything that would make them forgive her. She thought about making breakfast for them.She went to the kitchen, taking a deep breath and steadying herself. She wanted to remain peaceful, or at least survive in the process. Perhaps a gesture of goodwill would help. Cooking for them wasn't exactly something she wanted to do, but it was a way to extend an olive branch without outright begging for their forgiveness.She focused on preparing the meal with care, ensuring the food was cooked perfectly, well-sea
Emma stood still her heart pounding faster in her chest. Kale and Jayden stared at her with a knowing smirk displaying on their lips. “Are you serious about that?” Jayden repeated his voice was calm but edged with something she couldn’t quite place.She forced her to give a gentle nod. “Yes. Whatever it takes,” she replied confidently. They exchanged a glance then Kale leaned forward slightly. “Good then meet us in the woods tonight. And dress up well.” “Dressed up?” Emma blinked repeatedly “Why?” She questions. “Why? You don’t want to? I thought you said you would do whatever we ask you to do?” Kale raised an eyebrow. “Yes, I promise but why should I come to the wood? At night?” Jayden smirk widened. “No more questions! You heard him. Make sure you look nice. We don’t want you showing up looking like you just rolled out of bed with a snooze,” Jayden smiled devilishly. Confusion flicked in her eyes but she didn’t dare ask any other questions if she didn’t want the issue to be
Emma pressed her back against the door, her heart still racing. Her hands trembled slightly as she touched her burning cheeks, still feeling the ghost of their lips against hers. What had she gotten herself into? The twins had always been a mystery to her, cold and distant at first, their attention fixed elsewhere. But now? They were relentless, teasing, chasing her in ways that made her feel flustered and uncertain. And the worst part? She didn’t hate it. Emma groaned, running a hand through her hair. She needed to clear her head. A knock at the door startled her. She jumped, gripping the handle as she tried to steady herself. “Who is it?” she called, hoping her voice didn’t betray how shaken she was. “It’s me,” a familiar voice replied. Tyler. Emma quickly composed herself and opened the door. He stood there with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. “Can I come in?” Emma hesitated before stepping aside, allowing him in. Tyler walked in, his sharp eyes scanning
The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. Emma shifted beneath the blankets, her body still sore, a dull ache lingering in places she hadn’t expected. She squeezed her eyes shut as the memories of last night rushed back, Jayden and Kale, their lips on hers, their hands mapping her skin. Jayden tongue on her clit, Kale's lips on her nipple. Heat surged through her body at the thought, embarrassment creeping up her spine. “What the hell was that?” she whispered, burying her face in her pillow. She wasn’t supposed to let that happen. She should’ve pushed them away, scolded them, or something. But instead, she had stood there, stunned, her body betraying her as they stole breath after breath from her lips. A groan slipped from her lips as she turned over, willing the thoughts away. But the warmth spreading through her wouldn’t leave. She went to the bathroom, splashed water on her face, anything just to make the memory erased but instead
Emma let out a deep sigh as she stepped out of the bathroom, her body still damp from the hot shower. Steam curled around her as she wrapped a towel securely around herself, tucking the edge between her breasts to keep it in place. The night had been exhausting, her mind clouded with everything that had happened with Ever, the twins, and the suspicions surrounding her sister. She ran a hand through her wet hair, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her thoughts were a mess, but she wasn’t going to let Ever win. Not again. Just as she turned toward her closet, the door to her room suddenly burst open. Emma gasped, clutching her towel tightly as she spun around. Jayden and Kale stood in the doorway, their eyes locking onto her instantly. Their presence filled the space, their towering forms radiating something intense, something primal. “Wh-what are you doing here?” Emma stammered, backing up slightly, her fingers gripping the fabric of her towel. The twins stepped inside, cl
Ever stormed out of the packhouse, her heels clicking against the pavement, her face twisted in frustration. The cool night air did little to ease the heat of her anger. Her mother, rushed after her, confusion written all over her face. “Ever, slow down!” Her mother called, struggling to keep pace with her daughter’s hurried steps. “What’s gotten into you?” Ever barely spared her a glance. “Nothing.” Her mother frowned. “Nothing? You insisted we come here, and now you’re dragging me out like we weren’t just welcomed inside. What happened?” Ever rolled her eyes, inhaling deeply to keep her patience in check. She couldn’t let her mother see how much Emma had gotten under her skin. “I just wasn’t feeling well,” she muttered, keeping her gaze forward. Her mother sighed, reaching out to grab Ever’s wrist. “You seemed fine before. Tell me the truth, Ever. Did something happen with Emma?” Ever jerked her hand free, her eyes flashing with annoyance. “Why do you always assume I’m the p
Ever’s fingers twitched in her pocket, gripping the stolen toothbrushes as she forced herself to remain calm. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she forced herself to breathe evenly. Jayden’s sharp eyes bore into her, scrutinizing her every movement. “I didn’t take anything,” Ever insisted, her voice perfectly steady, though her pulse hammered in her ears. Jayden scoffed, taking another step forward. “I don’t believe you.” Ever let out an exaggerated sigh, shaking her head as though she was exhausted by the accusation. “I don’t know why you’re acting this way. I was just looking around. If I knew you’d be this paranoid, I wouldn’t have even left the room.” Jayden didn’t flinch. “Then empty your pockets.” Ever’s jaw clenched, but she quickly masked it with a wounded expression. “Jayden, really? Do you think so little of me?” Before Jayden could respond, the door creaked open, and Emma stepped in. Her sharp gaze flickered between Ever’s stiff posture and Jayden’s tense stance.
The rumors about everything happening in the pack hadn’t missed Ever’s ears. She had been ecstatic when she first heard that Alpha m hated Emma now, believing it was what Emma deserved. That weak, pitiful girl had stolen attention that didn’t belong to her for far too long. But Ever’s joy faded when she learned what had happened the previous day. That changed everything. If Emma truly had the twins and the Alpha on her side, it meant she wasn’t as alone as Ever had hoped. It meant Emma had protection. Ever clenched her fists. No. She wouldn’t let this slip through her fingers. She needed to act before things spiraled out of her control. After pacing in her room for nearly an hour, Ever finally came up with a plan. It wasn’t enough to sit back and hope Emma’s misfortune continued. No she had to make sure of it. She went to find her mother, who was sitting on the porch, enjoying the warmth of the late afternoon sun. Her mother was blissfully unaware of everything happening in the
Emma’s body ached, her lungs burned, and sweat dripped down her forehead. She had already lost count of how many times Cedric had thrown her to the ground, but she refused to stay down. She tightened her fists, pushing herself up once more. Cedric smirked. “Give it up, omega. You’re embarrassing yourself.” Emma wiped the blood from her lip, eyes burning with determination. “Not yet.” She took a deep breath, adjusting her stance. She had been fighting defensively, trying to block his attacks, but that wasn’t working. If she wanted to win, she had to stop holding back. The moment Cedric lunged at her again, she sidestepped swiftly, dodging his punch at the last second. Instead of retreating, she turned and drove her elbow into his ribs with full force. He grunted in pain. The crowd gasped. But Emma didn’t stop. Before Cedric could recover, she spun and kicked his knee, sending him stumbling. Using that momentum, she jumped, twisting midair, and delivered a powerful kick to his
Emma stormed into her room, her chest tightening with frustration. She had left Tyler without a word, unable to process what had just happened. It was too much—too overwhelming. She was already struggling with the twins, Kale and Jayden, and now fate had cruelly tied her to Tyler as well. Three mates. Her hands clenched into fists as she paced back and forth. Why? Why did fate insist on playing games with her? First, it had given her a weak body, making her the pack’s punching bag. Then, it had forced her into a mate life where she had to fight for every scrap of respect. And just when she had started carving a place for herself, fate twisted again. Her breath came out shaky. Ever. The name alone made her blood run cold. She had suffered because of Ever. She had torn her down, made her feel like nothing, turned her into a joke. And now? Now that it was finally her turn to rise, to enjoy even a sliver of happiness, she was still being tormented. Was she never meant to find pe
Emma’s heart pounded as she sprinted through the trees, her breath coming out in sharp, uneven gasps. The cool breeze burned her lungs, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop. Branches clawed at her arms, the damp earth shifting beneath her feet as she ran blindly through the dense forest. Her heartbeat roared in her ears, drowning out everything else—except for the heavy footsteps closing in behind her. Tyler was following. “Emma!” His deep voice rang through the trees, urgent and commanding. “Stop running!” Her pulse pounded harder. No. She couldn’t stop. She didn’t want to hear whatever he had to say. Didn’t want to face him, didn’t want to deal with this. Not now. Not ever. But he was fast. Too fast. Her legs burned with exhaustion, but Tyler showed no signs of slowing. His heavy footsteps grew louder, closer. “Emma, stop!” She tried to push herself harder, forcing her body to move faster—but before she could get any farther, a strong hand clamped around her wrist. A s