“Emma is the rogue we’re supposed to kill?” Tom shrieked in horror.
Jamie clutched his head, nodding begrudgingly. He felt just as clueless as he did a few hours ago.
“Where is she now?”
“Sleeping upstairs.”
“You mean she’s still alive? Why didn’t you kill her yet?”
Jamie narrowed his eyes in distress, “What?”
“Isn’t that what we’re supposed to do? She’s our enemy.”
“She’s also my mate.
The journey back home seemed longer than it had been. While Emma, having caught very little sleep last night, fell asleep on his shoulder shortly after the bus journey began, Jamie couldn’t find any similar peace. His eyes were constantly on the lookout for any threat, any man who would come out of nowhere to harm her, take her away from him. He didn’t want to take even the smallest of risks when it came to her safety. It was only then that he realized that he couldn’t always be around to take care of her. If he meant to keep her safe, he had to find a way where he could ensure her well being even when she was alone and completely defenseless. Such a thing would only be possible if he removed the root of the problem, and he knew that it was an impossible task. Few of the most aggressive and strong werewolves were after her species, and they won't rest until they’ve found her. One thing he could do was try his best to cover her image. So long as the papers existed, and were within r
Jamie watched as her eyes went wide. Staring at him with utter disbelief, she remained mute. Finally, a small scoff left her, her face twisting into an incredulous smile. “You’re joking.” Jamie maintained his composure as he regarded her. Keeping his voice calm and steady, he said, “I’m not.” Jamie almost felt sorry for her as he watched her visibly struggle. All of this was going at a speed of a lightening. No sooner had they started dating that they confessed their love for eachother, and now, before he could let the love grow and take it’s natural course, he was asking her hand in marriage. This was not how he planned his life, much less his romantic life, but desperate circumstances were demanding too much of him. He might be losing a part of himself in the process, but he knew this was all for a reason. If Jamie wasn’t so convinced that only by becoming his wife would her life be saved from the brotherhood, he would never have put such a huge decision on her head. After an e
Emma watched her reflection in the mirror with contentment. She was wearing a knee length white dress with hand-embroidery adorned with pearls on the hems. Lacking any sleeves, the bodice was suspended on her body with thin straps on her shoulder, allowing her skin to glisten under the evening sunlight. She decided to let her hair loose, the way Jamie preferred it, and only curled the very ends of it. Although she wore minimal make up, with a tint of blush on her rosy cheeks and pink lipgloss to adorn her plump lips, she looked beautiful. Her love for her fiance had never been more apparent and it shone in her eyes like a star in the sky. She wore a pair of long pearl earrings that her mother gifted to her for her seventeenth birthday, making her feel as though her mother was here to share her special day. Despite the exquisite yet simple jewelry, her smile was definitely the most beautiful thing she wore that day, for it had been carefree, genuine and full of newfound love.Elena c
When Emma walked into the venue, it was hardly like how she imagined it to be. It was a small room in the hotel that they were staying at, with two eyewitnesses and one minister to officiate the ceremony. Jamie was speaking to his best man when Emma stepped inside, her presence barely catching his attention. He was dressed in a black suit himself, his classic frown adorning his face. Emma watched his face for any sign of anxiousness, trying to read if he was having second doubts about this, but as always, his face gave away nothing. As for her, her heart just wouldn’t stop racing against her ribs, pumping with so much vigor that she could almost hear her pulse. Her palms had gone sweaty, trembling by her sides as she awaited to take the next significant step of her life. She was moments away from entering a new phase of her life, mere steps away from attaining a new role. She would no longer be that woman that was fighting a lone battle. She would become Jamie’s wife and take on new
After the four of us shared a glass of champagne, it was finally time to head back into the hotel room that Jamie booked for them to spend their first night as a married couple. Emma’s nervousness through the roof, for she had no idea of what to expect. She was rather excited for it, and even went the extra mile to wear a tempting lingerie set underneath her white dress. She wanted Jamie to swoon over her body tonight and had taken right about every possible measure to ensure that. All that was left was to get him into that room quickly. As Jamie was signing off on some official documents, Emma yawned loudly. Flickering his eyes toward her, they narrowed. “Tired?” “Yeah.”“Why don’t you go upstairs then? I’ll be right there.” Emma sighed, “No, I’ll wait for you here.”If she left him alone, she was sure that he would take ages to come back up. He was a busy man who could be easily distracted with work, so she had to ensure he came back up with her. Seeing her waiting for him will
As Jamie’s mouth engulfed around her erect bud, pleasure bolted through her system. Arching her back off the cushion, she left a throaty groan. Tugging at her wrists, she tried to relieve her hands but to no avail. They were tightly secured in their place, anchoring her body down. As his hot mouth shifted to capture her other nipple, she protested. “Jamie!” She said, “Let me out of these!” “I’d rather you have them on.” He purred, “I quite like you like this. Completely surrendering yourself to me.” “This is cruel!” She said, “Do you have any idea how annoying these are?” “I can certainly imagine, darling.” He said, leaving a kiss in the valley between her breasts. “Ugh!” She groaned, glaring at him in annoyance, but he seemed immune to everything tonight. He was determined to have his way, and the sooner she realized she was fighting a losing battle, the better it would be for her. Staring at him with hooded eyes, she watched as he made his way downward. Hooking his arms aroun
Remaining true to his words, Jamie didn’t stop until he had his way with her. Emma lost count of how many times she had come that night before Jamie collapsed beside her. Struggling to find their breaths, the two of them rested on the mattress of their bedroom, looking into the darkness above. “You’re animalistic,” She sighed, “What the hell was that?” “You better get used to it, darling.” He said, “Since this is only the beginning. We’re going to have many more such nights to cherish.” Despite her throbbing vagina, Emma found herself smiling at his comment. Reaching for his torso in the darkness, she rested her head atop his chest, right above his heart. “I must be stupid for wanting it.” She said, “I doubt I will even be able to sit tomorrow.” “You’ll get used to it.” He said, his fingering running soothing circles on her scalp. “When are we leaving?” She asked as the question finally surfaced in her mind. Jamie had asked her to keep all of her things packed before the wedding
Wrapped in the cocoon of his embrace, Emma lost track of time and space. She always felt the most peaceful when she was with him and it was the only time she completely let herself relax. As the two of them found their way back to each other after their rigorous session, she forgot when the darkness in front of her eyes seeped into her mind and dozed her off. When she next awoke, she found herself drenched in sweat, her body buried under the heap of a thick blanket. Only after pushing it off of her completely was she able to breath easily again. It was perhaps why she felt the need to wake up so abruptly, for her eyes still felt heavy with unfinished sleep. Turning to her side, she stretched her arm to wrap around Jamie, but instead, she only met with the empty mattress. Frowning, she sat up straight and squinted in the darkness, trying to adjust her eyes to detect his figure. As she rolled onto the otherside to turn on the lamp, she realized that she was indeed alone in the room. F
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