Back then, Emma thought she was doing the right thing. She was sure she had done the right thing. But now she knew it was complete bullshit. The pregnancy did wonders for her mind. She grew up. She became more mature and definitely more intelligent. The whole situation taught her to first think and then act, in that order. And that was the main reason why she understood how badly she had hurt herself. She was lost, insecure, and afraid, but she had no right to treat her relationship like sh*t. The Alpha needed more time, patience, and understanding! But Emma gave him none. She had many demands but didn't give much in return. She felt like an asshole. Lucus was incredible, loving, and caring. Emma loved him to the moon and back. But it didn't mean anything anymore. Lucus was sick of her, and Emma wasn't surprised. She was sick of herself, too. She missed Lucus, and that was why she followed him to the clubs and watched him. And every time she wanted to approach him, she wanted to expl

"Emma, give him a chance," Allen whispered. She really wanted them to be together again.I... have five minutes," she sighed in defeat."I feel left out," murmured Mile.Mile growled at this annoying dick before she grabbed Mile's wrist."You're going with me. Don't make a scene." She squeezed his wrist hard; it hurt. Mile was delighted."I wouldn't dare!" He shook his head and then turned to the couple. "Take your time, lovebirds. And I mean it." He winked at Emma, and then the doors closed.They were left alone. The air felt so thick that it could be cut with a knife. Emma shifted her weight from one foot to another. She was uncomfortable, scared, and tired, but at the same time, it was just hard standing for so long. Lucus finally noticed that, and he cleared his throat."I... Emma..." He got a bit closer. Emma wanted to take a step back. He didn't. "Please listen to me.""You didn't want to listen," she muttered. She knew she was being a hypocrite. But it just hurt so bad.Lucus s

"Emma..." Emma heard Lucus call her when she was going to enter their room after everyone decided to retire for the night."Yes?" Emma turned to Lucus and asked, as expected. She's wondering what Lucus wants to say to her now. Was Lucus aware that Emma was feeling down because of his attitude towards her during their dinner and after that, when they were all sitting and talking together in the living room?Lucus opened the door to their room and held Emma's hand to get her inside with him. Emma could feel how her heart was beating faster just because of a small gesture like this from Lucus. Once they were inside and closed the door, Lucus let go of Emma's hand and turned to see her."Um... There's something I want to discuss with you once we're back home," Lucus started.Emma tilted her head a little bit, curious. "About?" She asked."About our marriage and this relationship." Lucus replied to her with a solemn expression; his eyes never left Emma's face.Emma felt quite taken aback a

The place that Emma has managed with care and utmost attention to every detail, so she would always feel comfortable, at ease, and homey every time he came back tired from work, The place that she took care of with the hope that someday it might become their happy and comfortable place together the place that someday Emma hopes could eventually become home for both of them.So how could he? How could he dare to taint all of her works, her sweats, and her good intentions for him, then bring his secret lover to their home, to her home?After the silence that felt like an eternity for Emma, he could see Lucus lowering his head and finally nodding."God..." Emma rasped, then looked up to the ceiling of the room to hold back her tears that kept pooling in her eyes from falling. He was not worthy of her tears! And Emma knew that now."When?" Emma suddenly snapped while glaring back at Lucus again. She needed to know. Because she is always at home, she would know if Lucus brought another per

"Zia, I cannot go back to his apartment wearing this." Emma insisted, tugging once on the silky green shirt that clung to her body as though it were a second skin. "And don't even get me started on these.""What? I think they enhance your ass; it's totally perfect." Zia said, taking the opportunity to admire her ex-sister-in-law's pregnant belly."Why can't you just mend my jeans and sweater?" Emma asked for what must have been the third time that morning."I've already told you why. I got rid of them earlier." Zia smirked. "Plus, I think that this outfit is much more pleasing; my stupid cousin needs to know what he is lacking.""Did you really have to rip my clothes?" Emma grumbled as she sipped her coffee."You weren't complaining last night when I ripped your wedding dress." Zia smirked as she gently tugged the almost empty cup from Emma's hands and placed it on the kitchen counter behind her. She drew her hands along the thin silk of Emma's shirt and grinned. She could feel everyt