Semua Bab Soul Mates or Death : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Gemma POV When I exit the bathroom I notice the lounge wear she had picked out laying on my bed, and I laugh looking at the sweatpants and night shirt she picked out. She thinks with all those men out there I am going to leave my room in lounge wear that could almost be mistaken as pajamas, no way was that happening. When I look through my packed walk-in closet I notice several black clothing bags labeled for different occasions, and when I find one labeled First Date DO NOT OPEN I can’t help but giggle as I unzip the forbidden garment bag. Something about it telling me to not open it made me want to wear whatever was inside even more to defy whoever was trying to control me. The garment bag contained a capped sleeved satin black mini dress, red suede bow strap high heels, and a red leather jacket. We weren’t going out anywhere so I didn’t need the jacket, but the dresses fabric felt like butter and my buzzed brain was tell

Alpha William POV   We still had no idea who all participated in the kidnapping, but from the moment Gemma’s father Marvin found out about her mother Mary’s betrayal he’d been asking about her nonstop. After he had learned about her self-harm his check ins became more frequent, and even though I wanted to keep the kidnapping from the rest of the pack it was hard not to tell him.   While we were planning her rescue Marvin had mind-linked me several times to check in on how she was handling everything. He had obviously known about her mother’s heritage, but not about the sacrifice she made to leave the Royal Coven. I had lied to him while we were still unsure if we would be able to rescue her, and I also didn’t know how he would react to me working with the Coven King to do so.   Now that we are all back I knew that he could be trusted, and I had let him in on some of what was happening with her. He was obviously enraged t

Gemma POV The days start to blur together with everyone around me trying to figure out what’s wrong with my mind, and why Westley’s memories of everyone besides me seem to be gone. Kade the Coven King has been around a lot, but whenever he seems to pop up Alpha William is never far behind. I haven’t seen Westley sense the other night, and even though I know it was all a lie my minds still being twisted to care about him. The other night I found myself sleep walking in the hallway, and when I was awoken by Kade he told me that I had been murmuring about finding West. I don’t know what was done to me, but it’s making me slowly lose my mind. I’ve talked with Alpha William about some of the other memories that have been tugging me towards his brother, and most of them weren’t about Westley at all. I already felt completely violated after what happened at the cabin, but now even my old memories of my fated mate are violated. In between trying to figure out how to make me normal again Jen

Gemma POV Ever sense we got back from the cabin everything around me has felt surreal, the more they force how they thought I should feel on me, and what they thought I should do the more it all just felt wrong. Kade and William seemed to be playing a game of tug of war with me that I wasn’t even given the choice in participating in. I had started to enjoy spending time with Kade, but he felt like a wise older friend nothing more. Obviously I felt something for William, but I could tell that he was still hurt and angry about everything that had happened at the cabin no matter how much he said that he was trying to forgive me for him. Like I decided to go they’re of my own free will and betray him which only made me annoyed by his ever looming presence. He sat there in the background like a creepy stalker, that tried to talk to me as little as possible unless I had a question about my memory. William seemed to be adamant about me

Alpha William POV Ever sense we rescued Gemma and Westley my life had become a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. One minute I’m ready to forgive Gemma for a betrayal that she wasn’t even in control of, and the next I want to hurt her just as badly as she had unknowingly hurt me. I was walking a fine line between love and hate with Gemma these last few days, but wasn’t that the true nature of passion? Love and hate were so closely similar that one could turn into the other so easily with a few wrong or right choices. If there was enough passion to fuel one or the other they were both possible. I could tell that my hot and cold behavior towards her started to change how she saw me, but it both terrified and relieved me that I might be close to losing her. After West was knocked out and in the care of the Coven King I tried to convince myself that Gemma was still my Rose bud from before the kidnapping, bu