“How do you mean to do that?” She asked, looking into his eyes.
“Well, it’s going to be a long ride.” he said, his other hand snaking around her waist. “But for now, I mean to do this.”
As the words left his mouth, his lips descended on hers.
Emma let out a gasp as she felt herself being pushed back against the headboard, her trembling hands hardly managing to sustain her. She hooked her arms around him to gain some support, and he took the chance to pull her down and rest her on the mattress instead. Once her head hit the pillow, he threw his limbs on either side of her, momentarily breaking away from each other.
“Before I go ahead,” He breathed out, eyes full of lust. “I need your consent
“Ah!’ She screamed as her vagina tightened around his digit, stretching her painfully. “It’s okay, I’m only trying to prepare you.” He said, giving the side of her knee a soft kiss in consolation. ”You ought to get used to this before you can take me in.” Emma clasped her eyes shut as his finger moved within her. Grasping the duvet with her fingers, she cried in delight. Soon enough, she felt him introduce another finger, but it hurt less this time around. The pain of his intrusion was slowly being replaced by the pleasure, making her crave for more. “Yes.” She whispered, “Right there.” Having found the perfect rhythm of his motion, he resolutely pumped in and out of her. As Emma chas
Thoroughly spent, Emma fell back on the mattress. Beside her, Jamie was recuperating, breathing heavily. A warm smile touched her face as she watched him, and the sudden urge to cuddle with him emerged within her. So that’s what she did. As she moved closer to him, sensing her presence, his arm quickly came around her shoulder. Resting her head against the bump of shoulder, she sighed. She realized only then that it was the first time in the recent past that she felt so at peace. Nothing was on her mind, not her parents, her uncle and aunt or the threat to her life. Just spending a few hours with him transported her into a space she struggled to fit in before, one where she was content. She hadn’t realized when the thought made her smile. “What are yo
After yet another intense session, Jamie finally allowed her to take some rest. Cocooned in his arms, Emma forgot when she’d fallen asleep, but she suspected it was shortly after she closed her eyes. When she next awoke, she found the spot beside her empty and cold. As she ran her palm on the sheets, she realized that it must have been quite a while since Jamie left. But where was he?“Why are you up?” His voice came, startling her. “Go back to sleep.”As Emma’s eyes flickered towards him, she noticed a small lamp showering orange light upon his desk. His back was facing her as he spoke, and from over his shoulder, she could sense him ruffling through some papers.“Why are
Emma was at a loss of words as she heard him.A wolf hunter? What the hell was that supposed to mean?She watched his face for any signs of remorse or guilt, but she found none. She didn’t know what was worse, knowing that her mate was essentially a serial killer or that she was supposed to love him in spite of it.“What do you mean you’re a wolf hunter?” She said, “Who do you kill?”“Rogues.” He said, “Our brotherhood is committed to wiping out all the rogues on the earth. They are werewolves that have betrayed their own packs and formed a union that works against us. Unlike us, they want to attack humans and refuse to share our livelihoo
The next morning, it was Jamie that awoke first. After spending the last night taking some well needed rest, his body finally felt alive enough to go about with his daily tasks. As he brewed some coffee for himself in the kitchen, he pondered over the important things he had to get done today.It was good that his mission in this city was coming to an end, but there was still one more person they had to take down before he could finally finish it. But that was the tricky part, this person seemed nowhere to be found. Jamie and Tom had been working on tracking him for weeks now only to be met with a deadend with every turn they took.The toughest part about his job was undoubtedly tracking the rogues, for they tend to live underground. However, given their sources and all the extra information they get from their first vict
Things fell into a slow rhythm over the next few days. Emma stayed indoors for the most part as the boys went about to run some errands and got some more work done. She wasn’t sure how much more time she had with Jamie until he decided to leave town, and although he addressed the issue, he didn’t give her a concrete answer as to what would happen to them if he decided to move.She would follow him, of course, she thought, but what about her goal? What about the legal battle she was caught up in? What about her education and her career? She couldn’t spend the rest of her life living on the sidelines and let Jamie take control of everything. She needed to find a niche, and for that to happen, she had to find a starting point again.Resolute to get things moving in her life, Emma decided to ring Nathan to d
“Barlough?” Jamie asked in surprise. “Is that where you’re from?”“Why do you sound so surprised?”“Because I’ve known that place my entire life.” He said, “I have quite a lot of friends there. I never expected that you would be from there too.”“Then perhaps you’ll know my parents too?” Emma mused, “George and Isabella Payton?”“Doesn’t ring a bell,” he added quickly. He already knew of her parents and had done a thorough research about their origin. They have lived there their entire lives and were barely involved in any conflicts in town. They were the few humans who did
“Oh, don’t call me that, child.” He said, “You’re a nobody to me.”Emma’s pulse sky-rocketed as she heard his strict cold voice once again. She was all too familiar with that tone, for she had heard it several times in the past whenever he meant to punish her. More than anything, it hurt to hear him speak to her that way. She pitied herself as she reminisced how she thought she could trust her uncle and aunt to have her back after her parents passed away.“What are you doing?” She asked.“Well, shouldn’t I be asking you that?” He gritted, “What the fuck are you doing with Rogers?”“Rogers?” Emma as
Emma released a strangled cry as he neared her. Inching backwards, she tried to get up on her feet and get away from him, but she couldn’t. Before she could do so much as raise up on her feet, he kicked her down, stamping his foot on her chest. Crouching down, he held her hands and pinned them to the ground, rendering her immobile. She widened her eyes as he inched his face closer to her, feeling completely helpless within the confines of his body. “Let me go!” She screamed, eyes filled with fear. “Please!” “You deserve to die in my hands, just like that bastard that tried to take away my daughter.” He said, “These hands have killed so many of you, you think you will be spared my mercy? Never. I’d rather die than let you go.”Raising his knife, he angled it right above her abdomen. Emma’s eyes widened in surprise as she realized what he was doing. Her baby.. No! He couldn’t do that to her baby. “The venom in your body..” He said, “It’s supposed to kill your ability to shift into yo
Emma released a tearless sob as pushed the flush button on her commode. Leaning back onto her heels, Emma sat down on the bathroom floor as her head began to spin. It was the third time in a row today that she was retching in the bathroom, emptying all of her stomach’s content. She had no clue why she fell so sick suddenly that she couldn’t even keep a glass of water inside her. It was perhaps due to the stress that she’s been experiencing lately, which only aggravated as Jamie left her alone there.She felt her body burn as beads of sweat collected on her forehead. Wiping it off, she slowly reached for the wall for support and brought herself to stand on her feet. Although wobbly, she made her way to the basin and ran the tap, splashing some water on her tired face. As she looked into the mirror, she realized that she looked hideous. Dark circles covered the skin under her eyes as her face shrunk to reveal her bones. She looked visibly dehydrated, in desperate need of help and rest.
The emotion within Jamie swirled in all its fury, growing so magnanimous that he struggled to contain it within himself. He felt himself shake, growing suffocated with each passing second. He could no longer stay in the room. His feet took him away from his mother, going to the window. As he reached it, he swung them open and shoved his head out, reeling in a deep breath. He felt beads of sweat trickle down his forehead and along the tip of his cold nose. She felt a touch on his shoulder then, urging him to turn around but he resisted. “Jamie, please.” His mother sobbed, “Look at me.” “Get out of here.” He said in a low voice. “Jamie…” “I don't want to look at you.” He said, whirling around. “You and your husband, what a fucked up pair you are. One kills his own child and the other covers for him. That was bloody loyal of you, mother.” “What else was I supposed to do?” She cried, “If I had revealed the truth to you, he would’ve killed me too.” Jamie scoffed, looking away. There
Jamie could hardly get the scenes of that afternoon out of his mind. Any lingering hope he had regarding his father instantly diminished as he realized up to what extent he was willing to go to keep the aims of the brotherhood fulfilled. As he rolled on his bed, he realized that perhaps he made a mistake coming here, for he could now see the true nature of his father. At least if he was away, he could have found comfort in the misbelief that his father was a good man, a man who had the heart to at least spare some mercy on an unborn child. But now, he was facing the dark reality he would prefer to have avoided. He didn’t need to know that his father had zero regard for what Jamie wanted and cherished. His aim was more important to him than Jamie’s happiness, and if it meant killing his wife and child for it, then so be it. “You cannot let a rogue carry your child, Jamie. How could you have made that mistake?” His father had said that afternoon. “She is my wife.” He said. “That is
The tension in the air was palpable, making Jamie remain alert to every small movement. The familiar scent of wood and musk was hardly making him feel at home, rather, he felt out of place. Although it had been a mere few days since he was last at this place, it felt like an eternity ago, merely in the wake of everything that had happened in the past few days. Jamie shoved his hands into his pants pockets as he looked over the view from the window, watching over the people that roamed around in their backyard. Nothing was out of the ordinary, but it felt so different to his people once again. When he first arrived at his father’s house, he was greeted by the same people he once assumed to be his loyal friends. Just in a matter of a week, they revealed their true colors and proved to him that they would always remain loyal to the pack and its leadership. He knew he couldn’t blame them, for they were merely doing their job, but he couldn’t help the distaste he’s developed against them
Goodbyes were never easy. There was seldom anything good about your loved one leaving you. Whether it was to reach better places or to go back to fix things in the past, a departure always came with a possibility that the distance they’re going to create between them might be permanent. A harmless journey once took her entire family away from her, and she had no reason to believe that it might never happen again.As Emma watched him pull the zipper of his bag close, she realized that it was time. When he first broke the news that he would be going back home to settle things with his father, she was elated. It was precisely what she wanted him to do and she was glad he made up his mind without her having to reopen the conversation. However, as the night progressed, the reality of it sank in, a new fear creeped inside her. She struggled to accept that he was going to come back to her within a few days as promised, and instead, her mind tried its best to convince her that nothing in her
“How are things faring?” Jamie said as he overlooked the lush greens of the mountain top. He had just stepped out to have a word with Rafa while Emma got busy with preparing dinner for the two. After reaching their new house, the two of them were occupied with cleaning it and making it comfortable for use for a few days. Since it was rather cold than at home, Jamie had to step out into the forest to find some wood for the fire. After it was all set up, Jamie received a message from Rafa that things have calmed down and that he could reach him whenever he pleased. Jamie instantly stepped out as he was eager to know what happened. “It was alright.” Rafa replied, “The men have arrived a few minutes after you have left and were surprised that we have managed to get you out of here. We tried to sell them some bullshit, but they obviously didn’t fall for it. They could understand that we planned your escape, but that was about it. They couldn’t do anything more than that. However, I did s
As the night progressed, Emma lost track of time. Jamie refused to give in to her demands, yet kept her in a constant high throughout. Sparing no mercy for her desperation, he had his way with her, and by the end of it, they both collapsed on the bed. The last memory she had was of Jamie pulling her back against his chest, burying his face in her neck as he whispered to her, “I love you.”She fell into a peaceful slumber after that, chasing her dreams in the darkness. When she was next transported back into reality, she jolted awake to the someone banging on the door. She woke up with a gasp, looking at Jamie who had just risen up. Pushing the duvet off his body, he quickly donned his shorts and headed to the door. Light flooded into their room as he opened the door and the person on the other side started speaking. Emma remained submerged under the duvet and closely watched them, trying to listen to their words. However, she could barely make out anything and only deduced that ther
“Sleeping without me?” He asked as he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his bare skin underneath. Emma watched as he proceeded to unhook his pants next, pulling them down his legs, “I thought you were avoiding me.” “I was.” He said as he climbed into the bed and then onto her. Careful not to crush her under his weight, he pulled her legs apart and wrapped it on either side of his hips. Leaning down, he stole a kiss from her lips. “I’m sorry,” She said, “It was not my intention to-” “I know what your intention was,” He said, cutting her off with his lips, “And I’m not angry with you.” “Then why didn’t you come up to meet me?” “I was busy with something else,” He said, “And I needed some time to contemplate what you said.” Emma looked up at him in puzzlement, awaiting him to elaborate. He rolled beside her and pulled him along so that she could be sprawled across his body. Resting her head atop of his shoulder, he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I realized that y