Seeing the look of defeat on Jack's face (it maybe a fake look but it's still there and it can only mean one thing; he is coming with her) Emily holds out her hand to touch him so they should leave."Wait. I need you to take me to a certain pack first. There's a man there, and I consider him as a father. Please, allow me to let him know that I have been caught."Emily frowns."What?""I mean, I will go with you, but allow me to visit the old man before I go. He is like a dad to me."Emily stares at the man that hurt her so much, and her heart fills with hatred. He didn't just hurt her, he hurt Mathew as well, killed people and put the blame on him, resulting in Mathew living in hiding for so many years. Living a miserable life.She would like to see him rot in some enclosed space."Please. You are too powerful for me to do anything to harm you, so I don't think you need to worry about that. I really need to see the old man."He is right, he can't hurt her. And Emily is curious to see w
Emily straightens up immediately, no longer feeling the burning from the chains.Mathew is actually here, in all his handsome glory. He is not dead, she knew it! He has never looked more alive, except that he looks so pissed it will be a miracle if a life is not lost before they leave this place.He gives the chains a tap and Emily is instantly free. She immediately throws herself at him, surprising both herself and him by breaking into noisy sobs."Mathew, I was told you were dead. I met Travis, he...he got burned and died. I was almost raped, twice in the same day. I am so sorry, Mathew, there is no way to prove that you are innocent now, Jack is as good as dead his soul has been sucked out of him..."Mathew holds her head against his shoulder, murmuring quietly to her."It's okay, it's okay now. Breath. You will tell me everything that happened later, baby girl. Just relax."At the closeness of him and his scent, she starts to feel her wolf awaken, and soon, the wounds on her body b
'No no, not this again. Sometimes I fail to distinguish between reality and visions!'Emily lies facedown on the mattress closing her eyes, trying and failing to remember faint memories from years ago. The memories keep slipping through the cracks in her mind, until all she remembers are the fervent whispers of a redheaded woman.The voice is that of a woman who knows she is dying and, therefore, resigned to her fate."I know you are too young right now, but whatever happens, don't let him get you. You are the only hope of the pack. The last element of the earth, and if you are lost, there's no hope!"She has no idea what the woman meant by that, neither is she sure she knows what a pack is.She sighs and opens her eyes.Remembering that her mate is coming over, she drags herself from the mattress and begins her morning routine.Welcome is pretty hot, and the residents prefer to get work done early in the morning before the sun becomes unbearable, and she started hearing the tenants of
Emily walks out of her room, going to meet her mother, who is already up and making breakfast in the tiny kitchenette. "Good morning, Mama. Had a restful night?" she greets, her tone sounding more cheerful than she feels. Rachel gives her daughter the smile that always brings warmth to her heart as she responds.Rachel is a very beautiful and charming woman. With her straight blond hair, straight nose, and well-shaped lips, she is always the most beautiful woman in the room, and Emily sometimes wishes she had her mother's looks, not that she is bad looking herself; it is that she looks nothing like either of her parents, who often look like models straight out of a fashion magazine.Emily has the looks of a half Mexican girl; her brows and hair jet black and thick , and her lips, she would have liked them to be a little smaller than they are. But she has had enough people gush about her beauty to know that she is blessed in terms of looks, even though she may not meet her Mama's stan
Feeling a terrible headache coming on, Emily rubs her forehead and silently prays for this nightmare to go away.It can only be a nightmare, because there's no way this is true. There's no way...Her mother is already gone, her face... it has gone pale and and her skin is mottled with blue and purple patches. Emily's eyes fill up with tears as she walks slowly towards her father, who is still alive.Barely. Several claw marks punctuate the most vulnerable parts of their bodies; the neck and stomach, and Emily wonders who was heartless enough to do this to them, to her. She has no one, surely whoever did this to her parents should have thought about that before digging their claws in the only people she has in her life. This is going to haunt her forever. That is, if she survives that long.Because Emily feels like dropping dead along with her parents.And this is not the work of a human.She wishes they could be playing April fool's day, even though she is well aware it is October. A
Emily effortlessly moves with the swiftness of the wind. As a werewolf, she has recently unearthed another intriguing aspect of her nature: there seems to be no limit to her speed. This enables her to rapidly close the gap between her and her stalker. However, her pursuit culminates in seeing him vanish once again. In the fleeting moment, she glimpses his entirely black attire and his notably larger-than-life stature. The forest stands in stillness, save for the rhythm of her own heartbeat. Turning slowly, Emily conducts a deliberate scan, watching, listening for any sound out of the ordinary.Suddenly, he materializes behind her. Swiftly turning to confront him, her fingernails extend into pointed claws, lightly grazing his skin. His reflexes match her own in speed and agility, maybe even better, because he avoids her effortlessly."You want to keep those to yourself," he utters, stepping back and gesturing toward her claws. Emily inhales sharply, but does not retract the claws. His
If the mate bond expired on Jack's part, Emily feels he should have at least respected her enough to break things off with her before moving on to the next mate. She doesn't know how this mate business works, but she knows it sure hasn't expired on her part, if it does have an expiration date. The pain in her chest is almost too much to bear.The girl on top of Jack freezes upon catching sight of Emily."Who is that, Jack, you never mentioned you had a woman!"Emily shakes her head in disbelief, then retreats from the doorway, going to wait for Jack in the living room because she can't bear to watch any more of the scene in her room.An overwhelming sense of helplessness settles over her. She has been feeling like that a lot lately, but not even the pain of both her parents dying compares to that of watching her mate sleep with another woman. It is torture, making her feel like every breath she draws in will be her last.This shouldn't have happened so soon after her parents' death. Sh
Even as the darkness envelope her, Emily can feel herself fighting to resist it, her wolf trying all her might to regain consciousness.The feeling is so uncomfortable, hovering between darkness and consciousness. Her stomach feels sick, the smell of the substance used on her so terrible she wants to throw up.She senses a presence in front of her face, the presence of a man staring at her in shock.She struggles for a moment, then her eyes snap open, taking in the sight of Silver Eyes' face just inches away from hers.She gulps in great mouthfuls of air as she feels a bit suffocated. Seeing this, Silver Eyes rolls all the car windows down, and Emily gets a glimpse of the city outside. They are no longer in the forest, but it feels like only seconds have passed. Has she been out for a long time? Remembering what the man did to her, her face works up in an angry expression."The hell did you think you were doing? You made me believe you want to help me, but it appears that's not the cas