EmmaFear gripped me as I looked at the girl standing outside the car. Her wide, desperate eyes were locked onto Elijah, filled with silent pleas.Elijah unbuckled his seatbelt, his expression hard. “What the hell is going on?” he muttered.He reached for the door handle, but I grabbed his hand, my voice trembling. “Please don’t go… I’m scared. Something doesn’t feel right.” My chest tightened as panic set in.Elijah turned to me, his gaze intense. “I need to know what’s happening. Calm down, you don’t have to worry—just trust me.”But I couldn’t. Before I could say another word, he got out of the car.The girl wasted no time. She ran straight into his arms, clinging to him as she sobbed uncontrollably. “Please… please save me. Please!”I felt my stomach twist, jealousy and unease battling inside me. Who was she? And why was she holding onto Elijah like her life depended on it?I stepped out of the car, my heart hammering in my chest. “Who are you? What’s happening?” My voice was shar
EmmaThe girl collapsed into Elijah’s arms, and I stared at him, unsure of what to do. "What should we do with her?" I asked.Elijah met my gaze and hesitated. "Do we need to take her home?" he mused.I didn’t know either, but the idea of leaving her there didn’t sit right with me. "How can we just abandon a woman in the middle of the road?"Without another word, Elijah picked her up in his arms, carried her to the back seat, and gently laid her down. He then got into the driver's seat, and I followed, settling into the passenger side. The car was eerily silent as we drove through the night.Before long, we arrived at our house. Elijah carried the unconscious woman inside, cradling her protectively in his arms. Watching him stirred something within me—an unfamiliar jealousy gnawed at my insides. He took her to the guest room and carefully laid her on the bed.I stood there, staring at her. There was something eerily familiar about her face, but I couldn’t place where I had seen her be
EmmaElijah and I immediately jumped out of bed and rushed toward the guest room.As we entered, I saw the girl trembling in the corner. She was sitting on the floor, pressed against the side of the bed, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her lips quivered as she kept repeating the same desperate plea:"Please… save me."Elijah and I exchanged a worried glance before stepping closer. He knelt beside her and asked gently, "Listen, are you okay?"The woman slowly lifted her gaze. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying.In a stammering voice, she begged, "Please… don’t let them take me away. They want to destroy me. They want to use me… to satisfy their lust."She looked utterly terrified.I crouched down to her level and spoke softly, "No one is going to take you away. You’re safe now. You’re under our protection."But despite my reassurance, she still looked frightened.Elijah, watching her reaction, decided to test her. "If you’re going to be this scared of us," he said with a seriou
EmmaI looked at Elijah in shock, my expression filled with disbelief. He, however, maintained a calm demeanor, giving me a reassuring look before turning to Isha and saying, "You can stay here until we find a safe place for you to live."Tears welled up in Isha’s eyes as she hugged him tightly. "Thank you! Thank you so much for believing me. I promise I won’t be a burden. I’ll stay in a corner—you won’t even know I’m here."Watching her cling to my husband ignited an unsettling feeling inside me, but I chose to stay silent. Instead, I forced a smile and said, "You should rest. I’ll send breakfast for you." Then, turning to Elijah, I added, "I need to talk to you. Please come with me."As soon as we stepped out of the room, I turned to Elijah, my voice laced with frustration. "What the hell was that? How could you allow a stranger to stay in our home?"Elijah sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Did you even look at her condition, Emma? She was terrified, on the verge of a panic
EmmaI looked at her with a shocked expression and said, “What did you just say?”Isha immediately shook her head. “No, I didn’t mean what I just said. I know your husband loves you a lot, but I’ve always heard that men aren’t loyal to their partners.”She said it so innocently that I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, you’re right. But I love him, and he’s more than just a husband to me—he’s my everything. He would never betray me.”Esha tilted her head. “Ohhhh...”I nodded. “Anyway, here are your tampons.” I handed them to her, then looked around the room. "The decorations are so beautiful.""Did you do this for your husband?" she asked.I smiled. "Yes, I did. I wanted to have some romantic moments with him. But you’re too young for me to tell you details about that."She giggled. "No, no, I’m not! I may be 20, but I know how romance works. I know about how the heart beats when you love someone, it feels amazing when you have someone special in your life"I patted her head. "Good girl."
EmmaI groaned in frustration and looked at Elijah "What is wrong with this girl?"Elijah looked concerned "I think she’s in trouble."Another knock sounded at the door, followed by a desperate voice "Please! Please open the door! Help me!"Elijah immediately got up, grabbing his clothes. I quickly did the same, my frustration growing. "Elijah, this doesn’t feel right."He cupped my cheek, his voice calm. "Baby, she’s just a little girl. A lot has happened in her life. She might be feeling scared—it’s okay."His words soothed me a little, but my unease remained. Elijah walked to the door and opened it. As soon as he did, Isha threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. A pang of insecurity hit me, and I clenched my fists.Elijah gently pulled back and looked at her. "Isha, are you okay? Tell me what happened."Her teary eyes shimmered as she sniffled. "I... I was sleeping in my room when I heard strange noises. It was terrifying... I felt like something was there. I got so scare
ELIJAH"Violet, please don’t do this. Come back!" I pleaded with the woman standing at the edge of the terrace, her body heavy with my unborn child."Elijah, you don’t love me. I can’t stay with a man who doesn’t love me," she replied, tears streaming down her face.It’s true—I never loved her the way she deserved. But I tried. I gave her everything I could. And now, with my child growing inside her, I can’t let her go."We can fix this, Violet. Please, come back. Don’t make a reckless decision. You’re carrying a child—our child. Don’t become your baby’s murderer," I urged her, my heart pounding with fear.The possibility of losing everything consumed me. I inched closer, desperate to pull her back, but she stopped me with a sharp command."One more step, and I’ll jump," she threatened, her voice laced with pain."Don’t you dare shift into your wolf form," she warned, noticing the shift in my eyes. I knew shifting would give me the speed to save her, but her words paralyzed me. One wr
ELIJAHIt all happened because I couldn’t control my heart from falling for Emma.I am the cursed Alpha. I have a mate, but I’ve never felt a connection to her. I tried to give Violet every happiness, to love her even, but my heart betrayed me the moment I saw Emma for the first time.Emma’s beauty isn’t just in her fair complexion or her long, straight hair. It’s her innocence that captivated me. Violet, on the other hand, is wild and fierce, the kind of woman who could make any man fall to his knees. But, unfortunately, I’ve never felt anything for her.I first met Violet at my club, Fire Club. That night, she looked stunning in a golden dress, and my wolf growled, signaling she was my mate. Every man in the club eyed her, as expected for a woman like her. But she was mine—my destiny.That night, I claimed her. We shared a passionate connection, and she realized I was her mate. Even then, something felt incomplete, as if a piece of my life was missing, but I couldn’t figure out what
EmmaI groaned in frustration and looked at Elijah "What is wrong with this girl?"Elijah looked concerned "I think she’s in trouble."Another knock sounded at the door, followed by a desperate voice "Please! Please open the door! Help me!"Elijah immediately got up, grabbing his clothes. I quickly did the same, my frustration growing. "Elijah, this doesn’t feel right."He cupped my cheek, his voice calm. "Baby, she’s just a little girl. A lot has happened in her life. She might be feeling scared—it’s okay."His words soothed me a little, but my unease remained. Elijah walked to the door and opened it. As soon as he did, Isha threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. A pang of insecurity hit me, and I clenched my fists.Elijah gently pulled back and looked at her. "Isha, are you okay? Tell me what happened."Her teary eyes shimmered as she sniffled. "I... I was sleeping in my room when I heard strange noises. It was terrifying... I felt like something was there. I got so scare
EmmaI looked at her with a shocked expression and said, “What did you just say?”Isha immediately shook her head. “No, I didn’t mean what I just said. I know your husband loves you a lot, but I’ve always heard that men aren’t loyal to their partners.”She said it so innocently that I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, you’re right. But I love him, and he’s more than just a husband to me—he’s my everything. He would never betray me.”Esha tilted her head. “Ohhhh...”I nodded. “Anyway, here are your tampons.” I handed them to her, then looked around the room. "The decorations are so beautiful.""Did you do this for your husband?" she asked.I smiled. "Yes, I did. I wanted to have some romantic moments with him. But you’re too young for me to tell you details about that."She giggled. "No, no, I’m not! I may be 20, but I know how romance works. I know about how the heart beats when you love someone, it feels amazing when you have someone special in your life"I patted her head. "Good girl."
EmmaI looked at Elijah in shock, my expression filled with disbelief. He, however, maintained a calm demeanor, giving me a reassuring look before turning to Isha and saying, "You can stay here until we find a safe place for you to live."Tears welled up in Isha’s eyes as she hugged him tightly. "Thank you! Thank you so much for believing me. I promise I won’t be a burden. I’ll stay in a corner—you won’t even know I’m here."Watching her cling to my husband ignited an unsettling feeling inside me, but I chose to stay silent. Instead, I forced a smile and said, "You should rest. I’ll send breakfast for you." Then, turning to Elijah, I added, "I need to talk to you. Please come with me."As soon as we stepped out of the room, I turned to Elijah, my voice laced with frustration. "What the hell was that? How could you allow a stranger to stay in our home?"Elijah sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Did you even look at her condition, Emma? She was terrified, on the verge of a panic
EmmaElijah and I immediately jumped out of bed and rushed toward the guest room.As we entered, I saw the girl trembling in the corner. She was sitting on the floor, pressed against the side of the bed, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her lips quivered as she kept repeating the same desperate plea:"Please… save me."Elijah and I exchanged a worried glance before stepping closer. He knelt beside her and asked gently, "Listen, are you okay?"The woman slowly lifted her gaze. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying.In a stammering voice, she begged, "Please… don’t let them take me away. They want to destroy me. They want to use me… to satisfy their lust."She looked utterly terrified.I crouched down to her level and spoke softly, "No one is going to take you away. You’re safe now. You’re under our protection."But despite my reassurance, she still looked frightened.Elijah, watching her reaction, decided to test her. "If you’re going to be this scared of us," he said with a seriou
EmmaThe girl collapsed into Elijah’s arms, and I stared at him, unsure of what to do. "What should we do with her?" I asked.Elijah met my gaze and hesitated. "Do we need to take her home?" he mused.I didn’t know either, but the idea of leaving her there didn’t sit right with me. "How can we just abandon a woman in the middle of the road?"Without another word, Elijah picked her up in his arms, carried her to the back seat, and gently laid her down. He then got into the driver's seat, and I followed, settling into the passenger side. The car was eerily silent as we drove through the night.Before long, we arrived at our house. Elijah carried the unconscious woman inside, cradling her protectively in his arms. Watching him stirred something within me—an unfamiliar jealousy gnawed at my insides. He took her to the guest room and carefully laid her on the bed.I stood there, staring at her. There was something eerily familiar about her face, but I couldn’t place where I had seen her be
EmmaFear gripped me as I looked at the girl standing outside the car. Her wide, desperate eyes were locked onto Elijah, filled with silent pleas.Elijah unbuckled his seatbelt, his expression hard. “What the hell is going on?” he muttered.He reached for the door handle, but I grabbed his hand, my voice trembling. “Please don’t go… I’m scared. Something doesn’t feel right.” My chest tightened as panic set in.Elijah turned to me, his gaze intense. “I need to know what’s happening. Calm down, you don’t have to worry—just trust me.”But I couldn’t. Before I could say another word, he got out of the car.The girl wasted no time. She ran straight into his arms, clinging to him as she sobbed uncontrollably. “Please… please save me. Please!”I felt my stomach twist, jealousy and unease battling inside me. Who was she? And why was she holding onto Elijah like her life depended on it?I stepped out of the car, my heart hammering in my chest. “Who are you? What’s happening?” My voice was shar
Emma"Hey, baby girl, were you looking for me?"I froze the moment I saw Danish standing in front of me. My entire body stiffened as I took in his presence. He was fully dressed, his piercing gaze locked onto mine. For a moment, I couldn’t move—I felt paralyzed, stuck in place.Then, a shiver ran down my spine. My body trembled as I was about to collapse but he held me into his arms, my voice barely a whisper. "What… what are you doing here?"He stood there, unwavering, his expression unreadable. "I'm here to take you back," he said firmly.I shook my head in immediate refusal. "No… I won’t go with you."A slow, knowing smile spread across his lips "But my love who is going to save you" he has a cocky smile on his face. I looked around in panic and i was all alone.I take a step back but he caught me in his arms and whispered dangerously in my ear "My love, nobody is going to save you from me"I struggled in his arms and said "Elijah will kill you, you just wait and watch" I try to
EmmaI looked at him with a surprised expression and asked, "Where are you taking me?" I took a deep breath as I settled into the car."That's a secret," he said with a smirk. "But I promise you're going to love it."His excitement was contagious. It had been a long time since I had seen such happiness on his face. I stayed quiet for a while, occasionally glancing at him and asking where we were going. He simply smiled and continued driving without saying anything.After about half an hour, the car finally stopped. I looked outside and gasped—it was the biggest shopping mall in the city, known for its luxurious designer collections. I had only ever read about it in newspapers but had never been here before. My excitement soared as I took everything in.Elijah turned to me and asked, "Are you just going to admire it from outside, or are you coming in?"Without hesitation, I stepped out of the car, eager to explore. As I entered the mall, a strange feeling washed over me—it was complete
EmmaElijah looked at me with an intense gaze, and I tried desperately to make him trust me.“Elijah, I’m not lying. I swear I’m not missing him! He keeps coming to me—he’s haunting me, playing games with my mind, trying to drive us apart.”Elijah took a deep breath and exhaled sharply. “That’s enough. We’re going back home.” He turned away, but I grabbed his hand, my voice trembling.“Don’t you love me? Why won’t you trust me?” My heart ached as I looked into his eyes, pleading.“I do love you. That’s why I care about you,” he said softly. “But I think you’re hallucinating. We need to see a doctor.”“I’m not hallucinating!” I cried out, my legs giving way as I collapsed onto the floor, sobbing. “I’m not crazy. I’m not lying. Please, Elijah, please believe me.”Elijah's expression softened with sympathy as he knelt beside me and pulled me into his arms. “It’s okay. Nothing bad happened. I know where we come from, I know you’ve been through a lot, but we’re starting a new life. You hav