All Chapters of Craved By The Lycan Quadruplets : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Emily POVWith a sense of determination burning in my heart, I gazed at Roman and Brianna, my dear friends whose presence meant more to me than words could convey. The foundation we were planning felt like a ray of hope piercing through the shadows of grief, a way to transform pain into purpose."Thank you both," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. "This means everything to me."Brianna's smile was radiant, her eyes reflecting the shared understanding between us. "Emily, we're in this together. We'll make this foundation a reality and honor your mother's memory."Roman's reassuring presence beside me spoke volumes, his unwavering support a silent promise that he would be by my side every step of the way. "Emily, your strength and resilience inspire me every day. I have no doubt that this foundation will make a positive impact."The path ahead seemed clearer than ever before, and as we discussed logistics and possibilities, I felt a renewed sense of purpose coursing through my vein

Roman POVNo matter what I did or said to her, Emily seemed to be lost in her grief. As the Alpha, it was my duty to support and comfort her, to let her know that I was there for her no matter what. But it was as if my words fell on deaf ears.I tried to calm her down, to reassure her that making rash decisions wouldn't bring her mother back. Yet, she remained distant and closed off, her pain etched on her face.Sometimes, I would find her wandering alone in the woods, searching for clues that might explain her mother's untimely death. Other times, she would disappear for hours, leaving me worried and anxious about her well-being.Her actions were getting on my nerves, but deep down, I understood that she was still trying to come to terms with the devastating loss she had experienced. Losing a loved one was never easy, and for Emily, losing her mother had shaken her to the core.I wanted to help her, to be the anchor she needed during this difficult time. Yet, no matter how hard I tri

Emily POVThe next morning, a sense of anticipation filled me as I woke up. The memories of the night before lingered in my mind like a sweet dream. Roman's love was like a warm embrace that I carried with me wherever I went.As I got dressed, I found myself drawn to the woods, a place that had become a refuge for me in times of reflection. The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the ground. With each step, I felt a sense of calm settle over me.The woods held secrets, and I had spent countless hours here, trying to piece together the puzzle of my mother's death. The need for closure still gnawed at me, and I knew that I couldn't rest until I had the answers I sought.As I walked deeper into the woods, I let my thoughts drift. Who could have taken my mother's life? What motive could they possibly have? The questions swirled in my mind like leaves caught in a gentle breeze.I reached the spot where my mother's lifeless body had been found. The memories of

Elliot POVAs Brianna and I worked side by side in the kitchen, her words about Emily's pain lingered in my mind. The clinking of utensils and the gentle sizzle of food on the stove seemed to provide a backdrop to our conversation, which carried a weight of empathy and concern."Brianna," I began, my thoughts still on Emily's struggle, "it's unimaginable, the pain that Emily is going through. Losing her mother in such a tragic way must be tearing her apart."Brianna glanced at me, her expression reflecting the gravity of the situation. "I know, Elliot. It's heart-wrenching to witness someone you care about go through so much."I nodded in agreement, the weight of Emily's grief and determination hanging heavy in the air. "She's on a path to seek justice, to find the truth. But I can't help but wonder who could do something so cruel."Brianna paused in her cooking, her gaze distant. "It's a question that weighs heavily on all of us. How could someone take a life so callously?"The flame

Emily POVThe sun began its descent, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink as the evening approached. The palace grounds took on a serene beauty, the tranquil atmosphere serving as a contrast to the tumultuous emotions that had been swirling within me. As I stood on the balcony, the breeze rustling through the leaves, I couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over me.The events of the day – the conversation with Roman, the shared meal – had left an impact on me. I was slowly realizing that I didn't have to bear my grief and anger in solitude. The support of the pack, especially Roman's, was a lifeline that I hadn't fully appreciated before.Lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice the approaching footsteps until Brianna's voice broke through my reverie. "Emily, are you okay?"I turned to see her walking towards me, concern evident in her eyes. "I'm getting there," I replied, offering a small smile. "Today has been... different."Brianna leaned against the balcony railing beside