All Chapters of THREE ALPHA’S WOLFLESS OMEGA: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Emily’s POVA sudden crowing pierced the cover of my sleep, and I blinked my eyes open to the bright morning sun filtering through the car's tinted windows. To my surprise, I found myself resting against Alpha James' rugged shoulder, his arm wrapped around me in a protective, almost possessive hold.The memories of his cruelty came rushing back, and I quickly extracted myself from his cuddle, startling him awake. He looked at me, his gray eyes filled with a silent question, but I offered no response, instead wrapping my arms around myself as I gazed out the window.We were parked in front of the towering ancient trees, having spent the night here after I had been too physically and emotionally exhausted to make the journey back to the pack house. I could feel James' eyes on me, burning with an intensity that made my skin crawl, and he hesitantly reached for his jacket, trying to wrap the warm fabric around my shoulders."I don't need it." I cut him off, placing my hand on the smooth l

Emily’s POVI held tightly to the little boy's hand, leading him to the door of Sarah's apartment. Nicholas followed behind us, his presence a constant reminder of the unstable situation we found ourselves in.Sighing deeply, I reached out and rang the doorbell for the second time, my growing worry and apprehension clear on my face as Sarah continued to ignore my persistent calls. "It's very late, where could she be?" I muttered, shoving my phone back into the confines of my bag with a frustrated huff."If she weren’t at home, the security outside wouldn’t have let us in," Nicholas commented, his voice filled with concern. "Should I break the door? What if she is in trouble and needs our help?"I shook my head firmly. "No, that's not the right course of action," I insisted, the words tumbling from my lips with a clipped tone. "What if she was in the bathroom? We would be invading her privacy." Pausing, I tapped my fingers against my lips, the gears in my mind turning. "Maybe I should

Emily’s POVI held the sleeping child tightly in my arms, trying to enter the living room, but James and Carol were blocking my view. To my surprise, James suddenly swept Carol up into his arms, his dark gaze fixing me with a glare."Stay there," he commanded, before carrying the giggling Carol back into the house.Carol wrapped her arms around his neck with a coy smile on her lips. "Why so suddenly affectionate, Tiger? If you wanted me, you should have just said so. I would have prepared myself."I couldn't help but scoff at the display, rolling my eyes as Carol pressed a kiss to James' cheek. Undiscouraged, I attempted to follow them, but Nicholas suddenly appeared behind me, his hand shooting out to block my path."Why are you taking so long to get into the house?" he asked, his gaze drifting down to the floor, where the shards of broken glass still glittered menacingly. "Oh, there are shards of glass. Hold on, let me get the maid to clean that up."He leaned in, shouting at an uns

Alpha Jame’s POVAs Emily's hands wrapped around my waist and her voice was a desperate plea in my ear, I felt my anger begin to dissipate. Glancing down, I realized my hand was clenched around Michael's throat, his face contorted with panic."Calm down, Alpha," Emily whispered. "Don't do anything rash, you don’t want to kill him, do you? I understand that you are angry, but you can’t let your anger get the better of you."I took a deep, steady breath, and the warmth of her embrace soothed the stormy emotions within me. But the stench of alcohol coming from Michael was getting on my nerves, and I knew I couldn't let his behavior slide any longer.Removing Emily's hands, I turned to face her. Her hair was disheveled, and I couldn't help but notice her state of undress. "Go put some pants on," I commanded. "I will take care of Michael and make sure he never bothers you again."Emily's brow furrowed. "What are you going to do to him?""Don't worry about that, Braveheart," I replied, my t

Emily’s POVThe kitchen was a bustling hive of activity, the air filled with the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked muffins as I busied myself with the chore at hand, Jason bouncing excitedly beside me, his eyes bright with excitement."I can't wait to taste them!" he exclaimed, his voice mixed with a childlike enthusiasm that brought a warm, affectionate smile to my lips. "I chuckled, carefully pulling the tray from the oven, the golden-brown tops of the muffins gleaming invitingly. "Sorry, honey," I teased. "These are all for Grandfather. No muffins for you today."Jason's expression immediately transformed into a dramatic pout, his small arms folding across his chest in a defiant gesture. "That's not fair!" he protested. "It's been so long since I have had muffins, grandfather wouldn’t know if you gave me some."I playfully tapped the tip of his nose, the action stimulating a soft giggle from him. "Nice try with the puppy dog eyes, but it's not going to work on me," I replied, my