Emma’s POV"Emma, do you know how to fight?" Austin produces a long knife, holding it as if I've never seen such a thing in my life."Not well, but worse than you, apparently. I'm a weak werewolf, not a warrior."Lydia reaches out and plucks it from my loose grasp. "I can cut the bad people open with that and then sew them up, but I won't kill them."Austin looks down at me, frowning. Then he reaches into the big bag that he's taking with him and hands me a seashell."What's this? A shell?" I look at him blankly. "It's a good luck charm.""Oh." I tuck it into the small pocket of my garment.Before Austin heads out, he tells me that there is a secret spot where we can hide ourselves. He gives us a map, then shifts into a giant werewolf and rushes outside.Lydia and I make us skirt our way around the battlefield as best we can, staying hidden as much as possible.I have never been so scared in all my life, even when the battle sin't exactly raging all around us.We can hear gunfire, me
Jordy's POVWhen we make our way to the secret room, I find it empty, and I slump down on the ground while rubbing my hand over my mouth.Where is Emma?What am I going to do if something bad happened to her? If someone hurt her?I just fight with a group of rogues and have no plan to wage war against them.I should have left my strongest warriors to protect her and add that their luna has to be in perfect condition.But I lost her...I can't believe we lost your mate, again! After searching the whole place for hours, we still can't smell her scent.Austin shifts into a dark wolf, raising his head at the night sky and howling. His voice is filled with pain and agony.We lost our mate. I feel my heart sinks into a sea. I feel the time stops running.A group of warriors returns with Emma's shoes, jewels, and the lucky charm I gave to her. Austin didn't say anything, I can see his lips quiver."Did you find her?" I ask them."No."A matter-of-fact answer, delivered in a monotone, gives m
Richard Bondo’s POVYesterday when my friend called me that he might be found my daughter Emma, my breathing hitched.How could be? Emma should be with her mates and lives a happy life that they built together.As I approach my friend's pack, my body freezes as the familiar smell hit my nose.The scent smells like jasmine. That scent only belongs to our pack. I follow the scent and run as quickly as I can, gosh, the scent definitely belongs to my daughter.Eighteen years ago, a team of rogues sneaked into our pack and tried to kill my mate, and that was the day I lost both my mate and my unborn daughter.And since then, I wandered many places and packs, trying to find them, but in vain. One day, a stranger called me and said my mate died during the birth, the baby survived, I lost my mate and became a widower that night.As the leader of the Black Council, I worked so hard to expand my career and protect my family.But I couldn't pick up my daughter home because we heard a prophecy fr
Emma’s POVWhen I open my eyes, a man stands beside the bed, looking straight at me.He dresses in boots and camouflage and carries a backpack. Who is he?I swear surprise must be written all over my face before my eyes travel around him."Richard Bondo," he says, touching his grey hair. It takes me a moment to process this."What?""That is my name.""I... I didn't ask your name," I say, finally able to breathe out."I think you need to know it, though."I don't know him. What a cocky old man, I think. Or cooked, rather. "What would I need your name for? I never met you before." I pretend to be quiet when I'm most agitated."Sorry," he grins apologetically.I stare at this man. He is much older than William, who saved my life. He is very tall and deeply muscular, which shows through his dirty clothing and his posture: a stronger werewolf."You're studying me," he says."I am.""Are you going to tell me a good reason for that?""Nope."Another pause. I watch the dark green glint of hi
Emma’s POVAs the jet lands on a small island, I look down from the air and notice faint, pale golden paths that led to a brilliantly lit airport."We are going to land on our home," says Dad.Looking out the window, I see a group of people standing nearby, standing in strict formation, densely pack."With such bright lights and so many people, what are they doing?" I ask nervously.Dad replies, "These people belong to the private security team and are here to welcome my arrival."Holy shit! My dad is a powerful man with his army team.Suddenly, I feel a bit uneasy and ask him a question. "How can you be sure that I am really your daughter?"After all, I have no memories, I just look like his wife. The only evidence can be my blood genes. But for now, he didn't have my blood genes to compare with his...In other words, all of this is just his speculation, not completely certain. If I'm not really his daughter...Will he kill me?"You'll know why I’m one hundred percent sure when you m
Jack’s POVI take a deep breath before knocking on the office door. It has been four days since we lost Emma. Right now, Jordy is heartbroken, and my attempts to cheer him up have been in vain. He doesn't want to see anyone, not even me. However, there is an emergency he needs to deal with.Knock. Knock. Knock."Not in the mood. Leave me alone," Jordy snaps, giving me his answer."It's Jack. Someone is looking for you. The Alpha Icyn who runs the business with us," I inform him."Sorry, come in," he sighs.I enter his office swiftly. He lies on the sofa, staring at the wall. I approach his sofa and hand him a glass of lemonade.His face looks pale, and it seems like he had another rough night, probably drowning his sorrows in drinks and tears.This is not his usual self."Sorry to bother you, Alpha Jordy. We still haven't found Emma," I say."Same shitty news, different day," he responds.Jordy and I both know that if he loses his mate, every pack member will realize that he is essent
Emma's POVI'm pretty happy at being surrounded by my family. Dad says I touch my nose as soon as I even think of lying. My big brother Elton jokes about the time I wrote absence notes for myself after going shopping."Dear dad and brothers," Elton read. "Please excuse Emma from today's dinner as I'm poor with women's problems."Dad had struggled to keep a serious face even while he was supposed to be tearing a strip off me.We spent the next couple of days trying to know each other better, cooking together in the galley kitchen, and I was already discovering new things about Elton. Like, he is good at cooking turkey.At night I slept in a huge room with seven maids looking after me. I felt like living in the heaven. But today, before I drop off to sleep, I'm lost in my thoughts.I feel a little uncomfortable, and being a werewolf, we rarely get sick.And the worst thing is, my period still hasn't come this month. Austin and Jordy never wore condoms every time we had sex.Many questio
Jordy's POVAm I in a dream? I ask myself.It's a glorious afternoon, the sort of sunny, breezy day that makes me want to take off my hat, gloves and coat.Emma's hand is clasped in my lap. I turn my head to look at her now and again, even through it makes her frown.An artist sits not far from us, I can see he is painting our family.Emma holds a very small baby, an infant cherub.Wait, baby? Whose baby? Mine? And what is her name?"Louisa, stop eating your fingers." Emma touches the baby's hair.I lower my head and notice Louisa looking at me, which makes my heart clench in paternal adoration each time my baby coos or grips one of my fingers in her little fist."How old is she?" I ask Emma.She frowns her eyebrows again, "you forgot about it? She is three years old."Our gold-haired three-year-old, Luisa, cuddled between me and my wife Emma on a blue-colored picnicking blanket, content to play with her toy dolls.And next to me, a small boy squirms with restlessness on my other side