**Alexander’s POV**I stood right in front of Emily’s door unsure of what to do. I couldn’t bring myself to knock on the large door and at the same time wasn’t sure of how long I would have to stand here before she sniffs me out.I couldn’t bring myself to turn around and walk away too, I needed her, needed to talk to her, and to apologize for all of my wrongdoings.I had asked Chad to reopen her room, to set her free from the mini prison I had locked her up in, but then I had been informed that even after her door was unlocked, she still refused to walk out of the room.I let out a frustrated sigh, but before I could chicken out, I brought my hands up and knocked on her door… once… twice… thrice but still, there was no response.Fearing that she had probably run away in anger, or perhaps must have done something to herself, I booted the door and barged in.My fear dissipated when I stared at her. She was clad in a pink fluffy bathrobe, sitting in front of the vanity and brushing at h
**Emily’s POV**My head thudded continuously against the soft bed, heat rushing through my blood from the spot where his tongue was driving me utterly insane. My leg flexed on his back, urging him closer, pulling him into me with my hands cupping his head to hold him still as I rocked my hips into his warm mouth. I could feel the rough satin strands of his hair against my sensitive inner thighs, and it aroused me, making a river of liquid arousal flow down there. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips, with his fingers now moving rhythmically inside me.The kiss and his movements were frenzied, I was hot all over and I love the feeling. I liked what he was doing to me and I wanted more.I moaned as his thumb began circling and pressing around my folds slowly, and even screamed out in pure sexual agony when his other hand scooped my hair forcefully off my head and held my head in place. His tongue mirrored the actions of his fingers, claiming me, drilling holes into me. My legs b
**Alexander’s POV**“What do you intend to do now?” Chad’s father asked me with cocked eyebrows, from the corner of my eye, I noticed Chad as well staring intently at me with a kind of curious expression on his face.“Now you know the person responsible for the death of your parents, what do you wish to do with the information?”I sat unmoving, staring at him in confusion. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with the information as well. I was just as confused as they were about the whole issue.“I don’t know,” I murmured. “I just wanted to know and I want to make sure that Emily’s parents aren't responsible for the death of mine.”Even before going to the witches, part of me wanted to believe her parents weren't involved and the other part of me had made me go ahead with what I wanted.“That’s just fine if that’s wh—” Chad started talking.“I plan to avenge their deaths though. He won’t be allowed to go scot-free after murdering my parents because of his selfish intentions!” I interjec
**Alexander’s POV**“Isn’t that a bad idea?” Chad voiced almost immediately. From the look on his face, I could see the worry and the fear gracing his features.I was also worried, worried about myself and every member of my clan. I was worried for Emily too but the seed of vengeance that had been sown in me was too massive, too strong to be swayed by two doubtful worried men.“I do not think it’s such a bad idea.” Chad’s father answered in my stead. He also had this forced look in his eyes that I hadn’t seen in a long while, it made him look ferocious; vengeful even.“Father!” Chad snapped incredulously. “I understand that you are both haunted by the things these people did to you in the past, but doing this now is like putting every single member of this pack in danger!”“I know!” His father snapped back, “we’ll only be putting ourselves in danger and not them. They’re a secret magical tunnel we can hide in!” The way he talked, and the fierceness in his eyes all seemed foreign to me
**Alexander’s POV**It’s been exactly six days since I sent Alpha Marcus of Silver moon pack a victory letter, and ever since, I haven’t heard any news from him.Following Chad’s dad's instructions, I also informed him of my reasons and also reached out to his son, who was responsible for Sophia’s death, in the letter as well.I partly hoped they would apologize and crawl on their knees, asking for forgiveness, but they never did. Instead, they keep mute.“Do not invade his territory. Wait till he infiltrates yours first.” Chad’s father had advised one day in one of our several meetings.“Why?” I questioned, unsure of the reason he would try to change our initial agreement to infiltrate first.“You’re always stronger in your territory.” He had said, and I had heeded his instructions, refusing to go to Marcus first.I was in the middle of a conversation with Chad in my office when suddenly, a loud knock sounded at my door.In irritation, I yelled to whoever it was to come in, only for
**Emily’s POV**I woke up with a jolt when the loud, piercing sound of a gun being fired resonated again in the distance.Frightened, I wrapped the blanket around my naked breasts and shook Alexander, who was still snoring soundly, awake.“They’re here!“ I exclaimed, rushing over to his closet to pick up some decent clothes. We dressed in a hurry, and I couldn’t help but notice how good-looking Alexander was in his battle gear.Although it was my first time seeing him in it, he had it prepared for a while now, waiting for this day.As soon as I was done dressing up and was about to walk out the door, I stopped when I heard Alexander’s worried voice.“Where do you think you’re going to?” He questioned harshly, staring down at me with dark, brooding eyes.“To war with you, of course!” I snapped defiantly, looking up at him with equal fire in my eyes. “You know how capable I am to go into that fight with—”“I don’t care about your capabilities, Emily! I care about your safety!” He growle
**Emily’s POV**I charged angrily towards the troop of Marcus’s incoming soldiers, who were also charging towards Alexander’s soldiers and me. I yelled as I ran, stabbing at everyone in my path and biting off large chunks of flesh from the bodies of the ones who were too stubborn to move away. My target was Marcus, who stood at the end of the field using his dark magic, or his godforsaken son, who was presently engaged in bloody combat with Chad. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Chad fall to the ground and get hovered by Ethan, who brandished a long sword.I still do not know how I did it because I was blinded by rage and guilt- guilt about the deaths of Mary and Malcolm- I dashed towards Ethan from behind and stabbed him in the back of his neck before he could attack Chad.I heard his piercing screams fill the air as blood gushed out of the open wound, drenching his shirt, but I didn’t feel remorse for what I had done to him.Instead, I helped Chad up, ignoring his mumbling appr
**Emily’s POV**The days after the first attack flew past like the wind on a stormy night. A mass burial had been done for Malcolm and the other soldiers who had died during the war, while Alpha Marcus’s soldiers' corpses had been burnt.I couldn’t even face Abby, Malcolm's younger sister, due to the guilt I felt about his death.I was the reason he had come out of that bunker. Something kept whispering to me that If I had adhered to instructions and remained in there, he would’ve still been alive.But at the same time, we might’ve lost the war.My mind was conflicted; I didn’t know what to do or think anymore. I didn’t even know for how long I could live with this amount of guilt pressing down on my chest.As I stood in front of Malcolm's tomb, crying with a banquet of flowers still in my hands, I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders, followed by a head which suddenly snuggled into the crook of my neck."Alexander…” I said softly, wiping away the tears that had fallen from my eyes.