The moment the man mentioned his name, Emma’s body shook. She didn’t know why a stranger would go out of their way to save her. She didn’t understand exactly why. The man looked genuinely helpful and genuinely happy for her.
“Can you tell me the reason why you saved me, if I may ask?” she questioned, maintaining eye contact with the man.
“Of course, I have no reason,” he replied. “I saw you stranded on the road, and that is why I decided to save you. I don’t have bad intentions toward you. You don’t have to stress yourself. All you have to do is keep your mind at peace. Recover quickly so we can leave the hospital. Or do you like staying at the hospital, sleeping like this?”
The man asked, and Emma wiggled her head in response. Even though the man was a stranger, the way he communicated with her, the way he conversed with her, made her feel at ease.
The doctor opened the door and stepped inside, his eyes smiling at Emma.
“Are you two having a private conversation, or should I excuse myself and come back?” the doctor questioned, closing the door behind him.
Damien nodded and said, “Yes, we are having a conversation, but you can join us. I was about to come to your office to ask when you will discharge her and inquire about the details of the bill so I can settle it.” he explained, smiling with his eyes.
With the way the man was talking, Emma’s heart started pounding fast.
“Of course, she will be discharged this evening,” the doctor replied. “As for the bills, you can go to the nurse at the counter. They will explain everything to you and give you the details of where to send the money. Regarding our patient, she has to get generous rest. You also need to make sure she eats healthy food. Do you understand?” The doctor clarified.
Emma suddenly felt fear creeping in. The way the man was asking the doctor questions as if he held some responsibility for her life unsettled her. Before, she hadn’t been scared. She thought the man cared for her out of genuine kindness. But now, doubt about his intentions began to gnaw at her.
“Okay, doctor, I will do as you say. I will not let her go through any stress, and besides, there’s no work to do for her, she’ll just have to eat and rest,” the man said confidently.
The doctor nodded. “No problem,” he replied. He prescribed some drugs for them and handed over a piece of paper.
The moment he left, Emma sat up properly on the bed and stared at Damien. “You seem suspicious,” she said.
“What?” Damien echoed.
“I said you seem suspicious. Who went out of their way to save someone? I don’t know you, and I have seen you, so why did you save me?” She stared deeply at Damien.
Damien laughed out loud in a way that made Emma frown her brows. “Come on, there’s nothing suspicious. I was only trying to help you. You don’t need to have such negative thoughts in your mind. Just relax. The only thing I need you to do now is to relax and get better in no time,” the man explained.
She gestured toward the doctor. “Can you excuse us? I’d like some privacy with him,” she said.
The doctor glanced between the two of them before stepping outside.
Immediately after he left, Emma tried to stand up, but the drip in her hand pulled her back.
“Slow down,” the man said. “You can say whatever you want while sitting down. You don’t need to stand.”
Emma stared at the drip and nodded. “I understand that I was stranded on the road and you helped me get here. But surely, you must have had your motive for saving me,” Emma rolled her eyes, staring at the man as if she was trying to read Damien.
Damien smiled lightly. “I don’t have any motive. I saw you and helped you because I knew you needed help. You should be appreciating me, saying thank you. But instead, you keep questioning me as if you’re ungrateful for what I did,” he muttered under his breath, his voice growing cold.
Realizing he was getting angry, Emma calmed down. “Okay, I’m sorry. I appreciate you,” she said, staring at his face.
If this man had saved her with pure intentions, without expecting anything in return, then perhaps the Moon Goddess had granted her the chance to seek revenge on the people who had turned her life into a living hell.
She stared at Damien, the man who smiled back at her.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized, biting her lower lip. “I don’t mean to be rude; I’m not used to getting help from people, and that’s why I’m scared,” she explained.
Without needing further explanation, he nodded as if he understood. “I can tell a little bit. You don’t have to get used to it. Not everyone is the same,” he said with a reassuring smile.
“Maybe I should adopt that mindset—that not everyone is the same, and there might be some good people out there,” she replied with a matching energy.
“You don’t need to use the word ‘maybe.’ There are good people out here. And just so you know, I’m one of them,” he said confidently.
“Thanks for that,” she replied simply.
“You’re welcome. Let me step outside for a minute. I’ll be back soon.” With that, he stepped out of the room.
She stared at the wall, her thoughts swirling.
She knew she couldn’t fully trust the man just yet, but maybe, for now, it was time to put some trust in him. He genuinely seemed to want to help her.
But, with that trust, she made a vow to herself: She would ensure that everyone responsible for the calamity in her life would pay for everything they had done, down to the last dime.
Immediately after she set foot in the man’s house, Emma marveled at it. The house was beautiful, a big mansion with various types of decorations. Everything in the house seemed special and specific. The walls were painted white and decorated with gold accents. She stared at it as if she were in heaven.The man noticed her reaction and cleared his throat, gaining her attention. Emma quickly wiggled her head and shifted her focus to him.“You are welcome to my home. I hope you recover quickly,” the man said.“Yes, I hope so,” she replied.The man led her to an empty room and told her to rest properly while he went to the kitchen to prepare food for her.Emma was shocked and asked, “Can you cook?”The man smiled. “I’m not going to brag. I’ll prepare the food, and you can judge for yourself if I can cook or not.”Emma smiled back and said, “Okay, no problem.”The man gestured toward the bed before stepping out and closing the door. Emma stared at the door and muttered, “I hope this isn’t
A grand bouquet has been arranged in the pack. In order to maintain and talk about the pack territory, they invite different alphas from nearby packs to discuss the critical issues going on. Particularly, the rising threat of outside impacts from crossing the alphas’ bother. They arrange the hall greatly, everywhere boozed with energy, as packs leaders dressed in their finest attire. They fill the long wooden table that was set across the room. Their conversation was obvious in the air. Their laughter evident in the eyes. Some conversations were friendly. They talked and joked about parties that they attended, while some were tense with teasing. At the top of the table, Jayden and Kale stood at the head of the room. Their presence was commanding, and it was impossible to ignore. Jayden leaned against the table. His sharp eyes were scanning the crowd as if looking for any signs of trouble. Kale was beside him. His arms were crossed on his chest. His eyes sat in a straight, focused
Two nights later, Emily woke up with a start, sweat foaming out of her body. Her breath was Hitching as the remnant of the nightmare gripped her tightly. Her body trembled, her chest was heavy with the weight of fear. She wiped her damp forehead with shaky hands with a trembling voice, she tried to steady her racing heart, for the image replayed in her mind like a broken record. The dream had been unlike any other she would ever experience. She saw her former pack, the home she had once cherished, crumbling to the ground. The world’s majestic structure,the people’s echoes haunt her even now. Amidst the crowd, two wolves chased her relentlessly. Toward the end of the vision, she stood over the lifeless body of the pack-mates. Blood was staining her hands, and the faces she once cared for were frozen in pain and betrayal. She had done it herself, She killed them all.Her moist palm rubbed her hair as she screamed out loud, not even knowing what the sound echoed from her lips until sh
Emma is set on the long journey back to her parent’s house and her pack. The weight of her decision was pressing on her chest. The thought of finally returning home brought a rush of emotion through her body, a conflict that she could not quite place. She had been away for so long, and her mind was a storm of uncertainty. Would they welcome her back, or would they see her as a stranger? A lot of thoughts were roaming around her mind, but she kept her shoulders high, determined to go home. Even though she had told Damien not to worry about following her, he insisted saying he had made a promise and he must fulfill it. She has no choice but to accept. As they approached the outskirts of Emma's former home, the familiar scent of the woods and the remnants of old memories clung to her. It was comforting, but something about it felt so different. As though she no longer truly belonged here, she took a steady breath, pushed the unease that lingered and continued to move forward.Immediat
Ever wiped the tears that streamed down her cheeks after her father sent her back to her room. His father’s words echoed in her head. “Get the fuck out of here!” He had huffed and puffed. She had not expected to be scolded and dismissed so harshly, especially in front of Emma, who sat watching the scene unfold. Emma did not even bother to hide her amusement. This twist of fate was too perfect for her to handle. After all the sessions, she had endured Ever’s condescending behavior. Seeing her sister sent to her room in such a disgraceful way felt almost poetic. A chuckle escaped her lips, though she quickly composed herself when her father turned to face her.“Emma,” her father began, his tone softened as he regarded her. “Would you like to stay the night? Your mother will be pleased to see you tomorrow.”Emma hesitated for a second, glancing at Damien, who was sitting silently beside her. His expression was unreadable, but when their eyes met, Damien gave her a subtle nod of appro
The next morning, the sun streamed through the window curtain, casting a warm glow over the room as Emma stretched lazily on her bed. She was startled out of her sleep by the sound of a knock on her door. Before she could answer, her mother stopped stepping. Her face was beaming with joy. “Emma, you are finally home!” Her mother exclaimed, rushing forward to wrap her hand in a warm hug. Emma sat up, smiling lightly as she returned the embrace. “It is good to see you too, mom. I missed you so much!” she exaggerated.Her mom pulled back slightly, her eyes scanning Emma’s face. “You look exhausted. Did you rest well?” she questioned.Emma nodded, forcing her tone to remain as casual as she could. “As well as I could,” she replied.Her mother seemed satisfied with the answer and began talking about how much she had missed having her around. Emma, feeling the weight of the previous day’s events, gave that response with hope for life, carefully not letting any bitterness seep through her
Emma just finished taking her bath, changing into casual clothes when her parents called her to the dining room. She walked in there majestically, She found her parents sitting edge to edge. She walked to sit beside her father, who stared at her with admiration.“We need to talk,” Mr. Sinclair said. His voice was low but firm. “What about?” Emma asked, trying to sound quieter.Her mother folded her hands. Her expression softened. “The moon feast at the Moonbrook pack is next weekend,” she inhaled loudly. “It is a significant celebration. You will attend it whether you like it or not,” she added.Emma blinked repeatedly. The weight of her mother’s words sinks into her soul. Moon feast was not just any celebration. It was one of the most important traditions among the realist pack. The grand festival is held under the full moon. It was steeped in history and culture, marking the time when groups of the pack came together to forge alliances, celebrate their heritage, and most importa
Emma shut the door behind her. The shallowness and the sharpness of her mother’s voice send a wave of shiver down her body. She wondered what had changed. Even though her sister could be annoying sometimes, the words her mother used for her felt more hurt. She had called Ever “inconsequential.” The word felt too harsh even for her, even though she hated Ever. The word carried a weight that made her stomach churn. She did not want to dwell too much on it, but the thought still lingered, leaving a bad taste on her tongue.As much as she tried to push it aside, the words still lingered at the back of her mind. She shook her head, deciding to distract herself. She thought of how to distract herself. A familiar idea suddenly struck her mind. She hurriedly left her room and padded down to Damien’s room. When she got there, she knocked lightly on the door. She waited patiently for a voice or the door to open, and soon—Damien’s calm voice asserted, “Come inside,” and she pushed the doo
“Damien?” Emma gasped in shock. “How did you get here?” she whisper-yelled. Her eyes turned wide with excitement and fear as she tried to move closer to Damien but one look from Tyler had her halting in her tracks.Damien didn’t share the same feeling of shock with Emma as his features remained stoic. Tyler watched him warily unable to determine if this werewolf was a threat to them or not.“I’ll explain everything, I promise” Damien revealed. “But first we have to get you out of here. Guards” Tyler called out. “Release them” he ordered just as two guards rushed in and did as instructed.Emma felt a rush of relief at being freed but Tyler still looked guarded. Damien must have ignored his expression because he was smiling the next second as he waved his hand in the air.“Come, you must follow me for we have a lot to discuss” Emma and Tyler exchanged looks before slowly trailing after Damien. The moment they stepped into the bright light Emma closed her eyes briefly.When she was fit t
Emma sat on the hard, frozen ground. Her arms wrapped around her knees, and her trembling fingers held them with a desperate fervor. Her eyes were red and puffed from all the hours of weeping watered in the darkness. The dungeon's oppressive silence was choking her like an unwanted blanket."Why are you crying again?" Tyler asked from across the room.His voice was casual, as if they weren’t locked in a dark cell beneath the earth. He was leaning against the wall, his legs stretched out in front of him.Emma exhaled slowly, using the back of her hand to wipe her nose. "Because we're in a dungeon, Tyler. We're trapped and this isn't funny. “Remind me again what it is?" Tyler asked, arching an eyebrow at her.Emma became red instantly and she glared at him so hard that Tyler burst out laughing. “This is awful, Tyler. This is very awful."Tyler let out a soft laugh this time around. "I know it is awful but It's not that bad. I've seen worse and this is still manageable."Emma glared at
Emma looked at Tyler. This was the second time he would be saying this to her but now he had mentioned, she didn't want to let go of it. Her eyes were serious now as she stepped closer to him."You said it again," she said."Said what?" Tyler answered. His voice was low and he made it obvious he knew what she was saying by not glancing at her.."Don't pretend as if you did not hear me," Emma said, giving him this look on her face. “You said it's your job to protect me. Do you know it is the second time you are saying this to me? Why do you keep saying that? Is there something I don't know?"Tyler rubbed the back of his neck nervously and turned away from her."It's nothing," he said. "Don't mind the words. It is just a normal word I think you understand."Emma shook her head. "I can't drop it. I want to know what you mean. It is not normal and I don't understand what it means. That is why I am asking you." She practically drawled the last words whilst glaring at him "It's not importa
Cinder? Tyler stood rigid as his muscles tensed visibly. ‘Why would Emma suddenly want to know about that now?’ He watched her curiously from beneath his lashes as different thoughts went through his head.“Did you hear what I just said?” Emma huffed impatiently. “Why are you so silent all of a sudden? Do you know what Cinder is? Why did those Faes call me Cinder?” she mumbled to herself.“It's nothing you should be concerned about. Let's go” Tyler said gruffly but Emma was as curious as ever and wouldn't take no for an answer.Her eyes flared with determination as she made her way in front of Tyler, blocking his path.“That means you do know something about this Cinder that you're not telling me. Just tell me already” she said as she let out a breath of exasperation.Tyler, sensing that Emma wasn't going to let the matter slide, released a heavy sigh and crossed his arms over his chest.He stared at her seriously. “Trust me, you don't want to know what Cinder is,” he assured. “But w
Emma woke up with a start as she glanced around quickly, scanning the environment for any threats. Seeing there was none, she inched closer to Tyler, her eyes filled with concentration as she checked on his wound.Blood had stopped rushing out and she heaved a sigh of relief. He had given her quite a fright last night after getting stabbed by one of their attackers.In her panic, she had smashed a stone over one of them but Tyler had already fallen unconscious. She glanced at the wound again. She had torn a piece of her cloth and used Tyler's shirt to cover the wound while she used her cloth to secure the cloth firmly to the wound.It wasn't the best first aid method but it'll have to do for now. She could only pray to the moon goddess to make Tyler regain consciousness soon so they could leave the forest.Though it was bright as day already and the morning sun seeping through the trees made it look less intimidating but the event of last night was still fresh in her mind and she sh
Emma was still contemplating what they meant by she was a cinder when they lounged at her. She screamed.“Please stop! Don’t hurt me!” she shouted again and again.But the figures didn’t stop. They laughed louder. One grabbed her arm and another pushed her to the ground.“Let go of me!” she cried. “Please, I didn’t do anything to you guys! Just let me go my way in peace!”One of them raised his hand and another pulled her hair.“She’s just a weak girl,” one said. "See, she can't even fight us,"“She smells strange. Maybe her blood tastes better,” another laughed.Emma shook her head. “No! Please! Please stop! Don’t hurt me! Please don't hurt me!” she tried bailing herself from whatever it is they think she was but it was all to no availThey didn’t care or listen to her pleas.They moved closer and they showed their teeth. Their eyes glowed.She closed her eyes, finally accepting fate. She covered her face with her hands and murmured her last prayerThen they came footsteps. It was v
Emma crossed the line and fell into the forest.The guards pushed her and she hit the ground. Her hands scraped the hard floor of the forest and her knees burned. Her hair covered her face.as tears rolled down her face, she sat there crying silently for a while.She looked back but there was no one, the guards were gone. The border was far away now. And the fire from the pack was no longer in sight.It was dark, very dark that it was hard to see herself in it.She stood up slowly but her legs shook, her arms trembled. She wiped her tears, but they came back again.She didn't know how she felt but she was so sad and weak. She was banished from her pack for something she didn't do, for a crime she didn't commit and the twins believed it, they had support in banishing her.Her parent's must have been ashamed of her not to show up. Damien must have felt disappointed or didn't want to interfere with the Alpha's decision to be left alone.“I’m alone,” she whispered. “Completely alone now, t
The night came finally when she was to be banished and the sky was dark. The air was cold and the whole pack stood near the big fire. Music was playing and the people clapped and smiled. They danced and laughed. They were not sad. It was a party.The party Luna was holding and had invited the whole pack to come celebrate with her.Luna stood at the front dressed in a shiny gown, she raised a glass and smiled at the people gathered around her.“This is for my son,” she said loudly. “Both of them are free now. No more pain and no more Emma.”The people cheered and they clapped again. Some howled and this made Luna smile more.“Tonight,” Luna said, “we end that chapter. We remove the curse from our lives and the lives of my son. We move on and forget she ever existed or meant anything to this pack and my sons.”At the same time, two guards pulled Emma out from the dark room she had been kept in.She was in chains and her hair was messy. Her feet dragged on the ground and her clothes were
“Please you have to help us, Alpha. Emma is innocent” the Sinclairs begged on their knees in the Alpha's office but he refused to budge.“Emma hasn't committed a crime. She didn't cheat on her mates. She is being framed,” Mrs Sinclair explained.“Mrs Sinclair, you seem to have a problem with my judgement," the Alpha observed as he watched her with a hardened expression on his face.“Too think we were almost in laws” he spat. He shook his head quickly, relieving himself of the memory. “Emma would be banished tonight and the kind guards behind you will escort you to her cell to say your final goodbyes”“Jayden, Kale please do something. Emma is innocent her father” begged but the twins suddenly released their aura, the intensity of it almost sucking the air of the Sinclairs.“Don't mention her name,” they growled. “Get out!” They glared at the guards who moved quickly and dragged Mr and Mrs Sinclair out of the office.Emma laid weakly in her cell, too exhausted to move. Since the guard