After putting the kids to bed, I made my way back downstairs, my steps heavy with the weight of everything that had happened that day. I was truly exhausted. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw Emma standing in the hallway, her gaze filled with worry. "Emily," she said gently, "come here, you need to eat something." I opened my mouth to refuse, but the look in her eyes told me it was a losing battle. "I'm really not hungry, Emma," I sighed. She stepped closer and placed a reassuring hand on my arm. "You need to keep your strength up, for yourself and for Daniel and Dylan." I knew she was right, so with a reluctant nod, I allowed her to lead me to the dining room where a plate of steaming food was waiting for me. The delicious aroma filled the room and immediately made me hungry. "Thank you," I whispered as I sank into the chair and picked up my fork. As I began to eat, Emma settled into the seat across from me, her eyes searching my face. "How are they doing?" I pau
Emily and I stood in silence when I suddenly heard a sound of someone clearing their throat behind us. We turned to see Ezekiel standing behind us, a questioning look on his face. "Dylan," he greeted me, his gaze briefly flickering to Emily. "Emily, it's good to see you both." I offered him a nod, my hand unconsciously reaching out to give Emily's a gentle squeeze. "Ezekiel," I replied in a calm voice. "Is there a problem?" Ezekiel's brow furrowed as he turned his attention back to me. "Actually, I've been looking for you. It's about Reynolds." I felt Emily's grip tighten on my hand, and I could see the panic creeping into her eyes. "Reynolds? What happened to him? Has he escaped?" she asked, her voice laced with fear. Ezekiel quickly shook his head. "No, no, it's nothing like that," he reassured her. "I just wanted to let you both know that a date has been set for his trial." I let out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding. "When is it?" I asked, curious. "Tomorrow after
"Dylan! Dylan, wake up!" I shouted, my heart racing as I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was almost noon, and it suddenly dawned on me that today was the day of Reynolds' trial. Dylan jolted awake, his hands gripping my shoulders. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?" he asked, worry evident in his voice. "The trial!" I exclaimed, already scrambling out of the bed. "It's today, Dylan. We are going to be late!" He blinked, looking confused. "The trial? What trial?" "Wah dah! Reynolds' trial," I clarified, the urgency in my voice obvious. "It's almost noon, and we need to get there." His eyes widened as the realization dawned on him. "Shit," he muttered as he jumped out of the bed and hurried towards the bathroom. I stood in the center of the room for a moment, mind racing as I tried to gather my thoughts. The kids were in the care of the nanny, and Emma had mentioned something about going to see Daniel. Calming my nerves, I made my way downstairs and quickly approached the ma
As soon as the trial ended, Dylan and I rushed to find Ezekiel. I needed to speak with Reynolds, and Ezekiel was the only one who could make it happen. I couldn't wait because I was already going crazy with questions. "Ezekiel, please." My voice trembled with desperation when we finally found him. "I have to talk to Reynolds. I need answers." Ezekiel looked at us skeptically, clearly hesitant about granting our request. "Emily, I get where you are coming from, but you have to understand that the council has its rules," he explained. "Reynolds is a dangerous man, and I don't want to risk your safety." I felt my frustration growing, my fingers curling into tight fists at my sides. "Come on Ezekiel," I begged, a sad look on my face. "This is about my parents. He killed them, Ezekiel. I need to know why. I need to know the truth.” After a moment of hesitation, Ezekiel let out a heavy sigh. "Alright, fine. I'll set it up," he agreed, his shoulders slumping in resignation. "But you'll ha
As I sat in the car with Emily, watching the way her body trembled as she cried, I felt a deep pain in my chest. The revelations we heard today had been so devastating, tearing open old wounds and exposing cruel truths that had been hidden for so long. "Should we go home?" I asked gently as my hand reached out to give hers a reassuring squeeze. Her eyes, still red from crying, met mine, and I could see the inner conflict she was experiencing. "I..." she began, her voice barely audible. "I think I would like to go see Daniel." I couldn't help but frown. "Are you sure?" I asked, worried. "You look really pale right now. Maybe we should go home and rest first. We could go to see him in the evening or even tomorrow." But she shook her head. "No, Dylan," she insisted. "I need to see him. It's my fault he's in the hospital battling for his life.” I wanted to protest, to tell her that none of this was her fault, that she was carrying more than enough on her shoulders already. But I knew
I remained in Dylan's comforting embrace, trying to calm down, but I struggled to stay calm. It was as if I was being tortured. We stayed in that position in silence, not saying a word to each other. Just as I was starting to relax, Dylan's phone suddenly beeped, pulling us both from the moment. He let go of me gently, murmuring an apology as he took out his phone from his pocket to check the notification. I turned my gaze back to Daniel, and sighed. As Dylan stood next to me, I glanced up at him, my brows furrowed with curiosity. "Is everything okay?" I asked, my voice was low and hoarse. Dylan hesitated, his eyes slightly unfocused, as if he was lost in thought. "Ah, yes, yes," he replied, his tone unconvincing. "Everything is fine.” I studied him for a moment, unconvinced by his response. There was something in the way he carried himself, a hidden tension in his posture, that betrayed his words. "What is it, Dylan?" I pressed. He paused, his gaze meeting mine, and for a moment,
After Dr. Simmons left the room, I turned my attention back to Daniel and gently took his hand in mine, my fingers trembling slightly as I spoke. "Daniel," I whispered. "Please, you have to wake up. I really need you to wake up." I held his hand tightly, silently begging him to respond, to give me any sign that he could at least hear me. But he remained still. "I'll be good to you, I promise," I continued, the words pouring out in a desperate rush. "I'll forget everything, all the hurt you've caused me. Just please, please wake up." My heart was pounding in my chest, a wild, chaotic beat that almost drowned out my own thoughts. Why did he do it? Why did he take the bullet for me? The questions swirled in my mind, demanding answers I wasn't sure I was ready to face. "Daniel," I called out softly, my fingers tightening around his. "Why did you do it? Why did you save me? You should have just…” I paused and as I looked at him, I felt a flutter in the pit of my stomach, a familiar se
"What things have you been taking care of, Helen?" I asked again, because it seemed as though she hadn't heard me the first time.Instead of answering my question, Helen waved her hand dismissively, a forced laugh escaping her lips. "Oh, you know, just some family matters," she replied vaguely. "But enough about me please. How's Daniel doing?”I narrowed my eyes, not entirely convinced by her nonchalant attitude. But I decided to let it slide for now and turned my attention to Daniel. "Not good," I sighed, shaking my head. "The doctor says that there is no sign of him waking up anytime soon."Helen nodded, her expression one of sympathy. "I can only imagine how difficult this must be for you," she whispered, reaching out to give my hand a gentle squeeze.I appreciated the gesture, but there was something about her demeanour that just didn't sit right with me. "Is everything really okay, Helen?" I asked, my voice low. "You seem..." I paused, searching for the right word. "Distracted."
The pack had gathered in a circle, with excitement buzzing in the air.The time had finally come, the ceremony was about to begin. I slowly walked down the aisle, my eyes focused on the two magnificent men who awaited my arrival.My heart was racing with joy as everything I have always wanted was finally falling into place. Daniel and Dylan gently took my hand and led me down the remaining step of the aisle. They both stood by my side, representing both my heart and my pillar.Daniel stood to my right, his eyes gentle yet fierce with the love he had for me. His dark hair was neatly styled, but there was a ruggedness to him that only added to his charm.Dylan stood to my left, he had his hair similarly styled like Daniel and their similarities were very striking. The three of us had formed a bond stronger than anyone could have imagined.Kira and Keith, stood just behind us, their small faces filled with joy, their eyes sparkling. The idea of having not just one, but two fathers made
It's been weeks since Victor was exiled from the pack. I felt free and relieved. For a very long time I have let the actions of others determine my happiness but Victor's betrayal made me see things in a totally different light.I was free. Free to be myself and not live behind the shadows anymore.Ever since the night Dylan and Daniel had rescued me, I noticed tension between them. They seemed to be avoiding each other. I could tell that they wanted to talk to me about something but then they decided not to say anything about it, probably thinking I was too fragile to handle whatever they were dealing with. “Daniel, Dylan” I called, as both men stood in front of me refusing to look at one another. “What is going on? Did you guys have a fight?” I asked, confused about their sudden change in attitude. I thought they were getting along so well, the change felt like a whiplash, it was just too sudden. “Emily, this can’t go on forever. You have to make a choice.” Daniel started, break
I was happy to finally be back home, the kids missed me so much as they hugged me tightly. It seems like Daniel did not tell them about my abduction, which was nice as I know this would have worried them significantly.“Mummy, we missed you so much,” Kira cried in my arms.“We waited all day for you, where do you go?” Keith asked with a serious expression on his face.He also looked a little bit angry which made me chuckle. “I went to see a friend, it got a little bit late so I stayed there” I lied.He stared at me, clearly not buying my lies, Keith was slowly resembling his father.“Come on Kira, let's give mommy some space to rest,” Keith huffed, dragging his sister who was reluctant to leave.But I could not rest, Victor's words were still tormenting me, I could not help replaying what he said to me over and over again.“Does he mean that my blood was the secret to his cure? What was his sickness?” I kept murmuring to myself, biting my nails nervously.I felt numb. Everything was
“Where is she? How did you find her?” I asked. "We questioned the man we captured, he told us where she was being held,” James answered. “Where?" Dylan asked, his voice steady, but I could see how much he wanted to hear the answer to that question.“An abandoned warehouse in the woods, about thirty minutes from here. I have sent some scouts to go and look around the area.” James replied.“Call them back, I don't want to alert the enemies” Dylan commanded. “Okay sir” James immediately grabbed his phone and called the team to back down.“What next, Sir?”"Get the men. We leave now." I ordered grabbing my jacket and marching towards the door.James nodded his head in approval before turning on his heels to gather the men. It was time to finally bring Emily back home. “I am coming with you,” Dylan insisted, quickly putting on his jacket and getting armed as well.The thought of Emily being tortured by that man made my skin crawl with fury.“Let's go get our girl” The team quickly ass
It was past midnight, the clock on the wall ticked steadily but still Emily had not returned from her outing with Victor.This was so unlike her, she had not also responded to my text messages and her line was out of service, both hers and Victor’s.My phone remained silent, no text or call from her, I was feeling uneasy about the whole situation. This was so unlike Emily. She always informed me of her movements, or at least she would tell Dylan.“Dad, where is Mom?” Keith asked, clutching his teddy bear.He has refused to sleep as he kept demanding for his mom, wanting to show her the stuff we got from the farmers market.“She will be back soon, come on, it is time to go to bed” I urged him, lifting him up and taking him back to his bedroom where his sister was already fast asleep.“But I want to show her what I got,” He insisted.“How about tomorrow, as early as possible you wake her up and show it to her” I convinced, pinching his chubby cute cheeks.“Okay, good night daddy,” he si
I sat bound in a dimly lit room, my mind racing in circles as I tried to make sense of the situation. “Why are you doing this?” I asked, my voice cracking from too much emotion as my lips trembled from the gnawing sense of betrayal that coursed through my veins. I have known Victor for years, and I could tell this was not him. Something was wrong, something had to be wrong. “Did someone approach you to do this? Were you threatened? You can tell me” I said, trying to grasp onto any form of hope that Victor would not willingly do this to me. “No, I did this for my own personal gain. You are of use to me, Emily” He answered. “What do you want, Victor?” I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and confusion as it finally dawned on me that Victor had indeed betrayed me. “Why are you doing this? I deserve an explanation.” Victor stood across the room, his face which had always seemed so composed, so kind, now felt cold. His whole demeanor was chilling. “You are right, you
I sat on the couch in the living room still basking in the afterglow of the night before. It was a very intense and passionate night, one I would not forget so easily. I still couldn’t believe I had a threesome with Dylan and Daniel. What was more surprising was the fact they agreed to it. The warmth of their bodies still lingered in my head and my body still felt sore. It was a very rough night. “Mummy, what are you smiling at?” Kira asked as she ate the tangerine her brother peeled for her. “Just thinking about how cute you are” I replied, my cheeks turning red at the thought of what I was really thinking about. “What about me?” Keith asked with a sulky expression, pouting his lips. “My handsome boy, you are cute as well” As soon as he heard my compliment, a huge smile engulfed his face and his sister immediately started teasing him and their banter began. Finally after weeks of uncertainty, I felt happy once again, It felt like I could finally move on with my life. I was st
Dylan walked towards me, his large palm softly gripping my neck before he attacked my lips with his, kissing me passionately. I looked over at Daniel who seemed shocked by the action and with a flicker of my wrist, I urged him to come closer.Daniel slowly stood up from the bed and walked closer to me. He looked a little bit out of place. This was all new to me but it felt exciting.I immediately palmed his member and he let out a hiss of pleasure, he was already hard. He obviously liked what he was seeing. I broke the kiss with Dylan and grabbed Daniel's neck, kissing his lips passionately and he responded with vigor as well.Things were getting heated pretty quickly as Dylan immediately removed my remaining piece of clothing from my body, leaving me completely naked.Dylan grabbed my breast and fondled them while Daniel's hands roamed all around my naked body. The feeling of the two different textures of hands on my body made me tingle all over as moans of pleasure left my lips.“Ye
I sat alone in my room, my mind a whirlwind of emotions, my thoughts kept going back to the event that happened recently.Helen had been banished from the four kingdoms, her crimes laid bare for all to see. It should have been a relief, a moment of closure for me but I was still affected by her betrayal. It all still felt fresh.The revelation of Helen's betrayal had shaken me up badly. Being hurt by the people I was close to was the feeling I was used to. I was in denial for a long time but now that I think about my relationship with Helen, I realized that I have always given her everything I owned, sacrificed my happiness just so I could be with her. I craved friendship, a bond and I ended up betrayed.Knowing that the man I loved had been intimate with her, although it was clear that Daniel had been drugged, manipulated into a situation he had no control over, the sting of it remained.I could not face Daniel or even Dylan since the whole ordeal, I felt lied too. At the same time