**Emily’s POV**The continuous knock on the door woke me up. Sitting up, my eyes wandered around the spacious room, and I realized I was still in Alexander’s room, on his bed…and I was wearing his clothes!A blush crept up my face as I paddled noiselessly to the door and opened it to find a pretty maid with a tray of food held in her arms.“Good morning, my lady.” She greeted with a slight bow of her head.It felt strange. It felt strange that these people who used to acknowledge me as a slave just a while ago were suddenly according to me with so much respect perhaps because they feel Alexander and I were a thing.Of course, we were a thing but he had not made an official announcement about it.“Hello,” I answered, with a smile.I opened the door a tad wider to allow her to come into the room. Instinctively, she took the cue and waltzed in.“Alpha Alexander asked that your breakfast be served in bed, my lady,” she said, setting the pieces of fine china plates on the bedside table.Th
**Emily’s POV**“Hey, are you okay? You do not look too good, do you care to share?” Ethan asked with the annoying smile still plastered across his face.“I am fine and thank you,” I replied curtly, with my head slightly bowed in feigned respect.“Care to step outside for a while? I would like to see you for a few minutes.” He said, gesticulating with one of his arms in a way that showed that he wanted me to follow him.I nodded stiffly.However, I did not wish to follow him.Still, I wanted him to get on with whatever he had to say. So, I followed leaving a tiny distance between us just in case he had other motives.“I still do not know your name, pretty one.” Ethan turned to look at me for a brief moment as we continued down the hallway. Even though I was wearing a white turtle neck blouse- which covered my mark- I knew he could smell it.Smell the change in me. I was certain he already knew I was mated and unavailable.But he kept on flirting, not giving a care.“Can you hear me?”
**Emily’s POV**Last night, after my encounter with Ethan and Sophia, I had a dream.A very weird dream.In it, I saw my mother, as beautiful as always, clad in a gorgeous flowing dress.She stood tall in the light, taller than I had ever seen her in my whole life.Not only that, but she also held a large sword in her hand, it shone brightly in the sunlight.For an instant, I had assumed she would give it to me as I ran towards her. But surprisingly, she had given it to Mary!Mary, the slave girl I met when I first got to Dark moon pack.The one who was nice to me. The one who was Beta Chad’s sex slave or used to be— I was not certain as I didn't listen to all the details about her and Beta Chad. And we barely talked anymore.The dream felt weird but very realistic at the same time.It had bugged me so much that I decided I would check on her before today runs out.That would be after I got back from Beta Chad’s wedding ceremony today.Yes, Chad was getting married and the preparatio
**Emily’s POV **I still do not know how I did it, but I suddenly did not feel the weirdness, the unease anymore.Instead, I sat quietly, engulfed in the serenity of the wedding. The peaceful atmosphere. The love the couple openly showed to each other …A single tear drop fell from my eye when the rings were exchanged, and I looked up to find Alexander staring intently at me.His expression was indecipherable.I almost felt jealous of Mary, of the way Chad openly stared at her with love-filled eyes.They were obviously in love. Yet, something felt weird.I believed it was the fact that a lot of werewolves' wedding rites had been withheld. Even though Alexander's speech was made brief, it was obvious he was trying to skip some parts.Speaking of Alexander’s speech, I remembered how intensely he had stared at me throughout. How his eyes never left my face even as he gave his blessings, it made me feel uncomfortable.But, in a sweet way. I wonder if it was possible to feel uncomfortable
**EMILY’S POV**I woke up this morning, with Alexander nowhere to be found.I glanced around my room and noticed that almost all of his stuff, asides from his scent, no longer laid discarded on the floor like they did last night.He had left. Just as he always does.He slipped in and out at will but he never stayed too long. I wish he could. I wish we could stay together forever.Perhaps, I was thinking too much and hoping on forever which was looking somewhat surreal.Sighing, I rolled off my bed with only one aim in mind, and that was the fact that I needed to train.I rushed to the bathroom to have my bath, and a few minutes later, I walked out of my closet wearing a blue loose-fitting dungaree and a black pair of ankle boots.I stepped out of the room towards the training field.“Hi, I am late!” I shouted to Malcolm as soon as I got to the open field.It was a few minutes past 6:00 AM by the time I got there, and our initial planned time used to be 4:30 am.“You are not late.” He
**Emily’s POV**“What are you doing Mary?!” I whispered, trying to yank my hand away from her.“I am trying to show you how my tattoo works!” She whispered back.I let out a deep breath, glaring at her. But, I relaxed. Not entirely relaxed, I wanted to see how the tattoo works as well.I watched her in wonderment as the subtle glow began to dim fast until it was no longer there.Like it never even happened.I turned to her. “It glows, I have seen that. But, I have never seen a werewolf possess such powers, you aren’t a werewolf right?”Mary's face held so much amusement and I was tempted to ask her what was funny.“It’s not an ability, it is just a way used to identify members of my Clan. And no, I am not a werewolf.” She said.“Then what are you?” I asked, staring intently at her.My brows furrowed and I glimpsed a twinkle in her eyes.“I am your guardian, Emily.” She replied, her eyes darting around the field perhaps to see if anyone was listening in on our conversation.I tossed my
**Alexander’s POV**Today was another stressfully shitty day. I sat slumped against my office chair, rubbing at my eyes because I had hardly been able to get a wink of sleep for about two weeks now, due to the incessant trouble the rogues attacking my borders were creating.To make matters worse, they were asking for a truce.How could they even dare ask for a truce when I was not at war with them in the first place?!“How many soldiers were killed in the last attack?” I asked my beta, Chad, as he slumped on the sofa.“None but a few were taken. In the East.” Chad said stiffly.I believe he was as mad as I was.“They were abducted, not taken! Taken sounds too light to be used to describe the situation at hand.” Dimitri gritted his teeth.He clenched his hands and growled. “There are ten missing young soldiers out there! in the hands of those leeches! So, they were abducted!”“Hey calm down bro, when will you ever stop acting like you are a messiah and everyone else isn’t? I am worried
**Alexander’s POV**“Sophia, get the fúck out of my office before I call in security!” I yelled, making her halt immediately.“You would call security on me?” She asked incredulously, her eyes glazing over with unshed tears.“Yes, I will,” I said simply, watching her face fall. She hastily stood up, her face downcast as she threw her garments on. Just when I thought she would walk out of my office, she sat back down on the chair she once occupied.I made a mental note to change as soon as I could because there was no way I was sitting down there. Who knows, she might have infected it with something.“Why are you doing this?” She asked suddenly, snapping me out of my train of thought."Because of her? Because of Emily? That slave?” At the mention of the word ‘slave’ my blood boiled in anger.“She isn’t a slave,” I growled, my voice sounding foreign even to my ears. “Emily is not a slave and has never been one. She’s even of nobler blood than you are, so get out!” I yelled. I noticed