Emma Spencer. After the incredible afternoon I spent with Peter, the night came. William spoke to me over the mental link about what he could find out about my grandmother. My God! When will my life become calm again? I wonder. It’s as if life itself had waited until the last minute to smash all its problems in my face. “But, just as life has us by the…” “Balls? We don’t have that, Mia.” “I was going to say the ovaries, but the balls work the same.” We both laugh, but she keeps saying, “despite everything bad, we now have a whole damn kingdom that loves us and has been waiting for us to come back for years, Emma. We will never be alone again.” “That is also true. Now tell me, how the fuck do I communicate with Hecate? They told me that once I marked my mates, I could contact her. It’s not like they gave me their phone number.” I hear Mia laugh in my head, a loud, constant laugh. Then she says to me, “Can you imagine what it would be like? It’s hilarious to imagine.” “Mia, focus.
Emma Spencer.Along with Mia, we look at each other, as I say to Mom, “What do you mean there’s magic involved, and it’s not white?”She sighs and says, “because like in every order of things, darling, there is a part of the magic that has also been corrupted. There are covens that are dedicated to practicing dark magic. That’s why your father had my mother banished.”I frown as I say, “Does Grandma’s coven practice black magic?”A sad look crosses her face as she tells me, “That’s right, baby girl. When your grandfather found her, he made her choose between her coven and him. She ran away with him because of the deep love they had for each other. But like every fairy tale, happiness came with a price and a sad ending. After a few years of his reign, your grandfather died. To this day, it is a mystery how it happened.”“You don’t believe she murdered him? Right?” I ask him, intrigued and at the same time… worried.“I can expect anything from your grandmother. When your grandfather die
Emma Spencer.After the night I had, where I dreamed of Hecate and my mother, the morning came quickly. Peter was worried and constantly checking to see if I was breathing okay.I can understand his actions come from concern, but that doesn’t mean he’s quite annoying. Honestly, it didn’t let me sleep completely. When the first morning light was touching the window, it was time to get up. Sighing, I stood up, cursing under my breath.Peter, sensing that I was in a shitty mood, said nothing to me, nor did he try to stop me. I stood in the shower for a long time, letting the hot water wash away all my problems. I felt like time had slowed down.As I exited the bathroom, the exquisite scent of freshly brewed coffee hit my nose. Searching for the origin of the smell, I find myself face to face with William.He stares at me with a flirtatious smile on his appetizing, full lips and with a tray of breakfast in his hands. It has left me speechless.“Good morning, doll. I thought you would be hu
Emma Spencer.I smiled at what I heard from behind me. Gently pulled away from him and turned to look at his face. Approached him, held his face with both hands and said, “I love you too, William. I love you with the intensity of a teenager, but with the temperance of an adult. I loved you yesterday and I will love you tomorrow, because I know that there is no one in the world like you.”William opened his eyes wide and said, “I don’t deserve you, Emma. I am not worthy of you.”I smiled again and said, “If you are not worthy of me, then who is it? William, the goddesses, mated us because they knew you would complement a part of my soul, just like Peter and Parker. The three of you will always have a part of me. And every time I am with you, you fill my soul.”Then I sighed and said, “I just wish Mia felt as complete as I feel.”He frowned and said, “What do you mean, doll? Does Mia not feel complete?”I sat on the bed and, sighing, I said, “No, honey. Mia doesn’t feel complete.” Willi
William Redd.The emotion I felt when I saw her survive her first transformation was undeniable. I am extremely proud that Emma is my mate and having been able to witness how strong she is leaves me speechless. After hours of helplessness, unable to do anything to help ease her pain, Mia finally emerged. Oh, and what a wolf she is!Mia is big. Females are small. But she is so big. It’s just a little smaller than us, but you have to look hard to notice it. The background of her fur is white and has fine golden stripes. Her eyes are emerald green, making Emma’s characteristic deep blue hidden.She stared at me, not knowing what to do. When I saw her, my mouth was open. I crouched down and smiled at her. Mia lifted her nose and sniffed the air. Noticing that I am hers, she walked slowly towards me, like a feline stalking her prey, and without waiting for it, Mia launched herself at me, making me fall on my back.She didn’t stop licking my face while her enormous head tried to hide in my
Parker Bennett. After spending the night in the cabin with Peter, we returned to the mansion. Maddie really wanted to come back with us, but our intuition told us it was better for her to stay there, accompanied by the guard and her grandparents. Well, our intuition was correct. Noah called a while ago and told us what had happened. On the one hand, I feel extremely happy that Emma could finally transform into Mia. But on the other hand, I feel disappointed that I didn’t get to witness it. I know that at some point I will meet her, but that does not take away the feeling of regret that I have, that I should have been with them. “It was William’s night, Parker. We had already had her, Peter had her too, and it was his turn. Also, let’s be honest. None of us would have reacted the way Emma and Mia needed. Feeling her suffering through the bond was truly heartbreaking torment, and we didn’t even see her.” “I know Fenrir. I was there. The guard had to chain us and lock us up so we woul
Emma Spencer.What the fuck is happening to us? Why do I feel so on edge with my emotions? I have always known how to manage them well. But now, I feel overwhelmed by everything. I feel filled with multiple thoughts that I can’t process. I sigh, thinking about that.“Dear, we’re here. Are you sure you want to enter? You can always stay in the car.”I frown as I say, “No, Peter. I am going with you.”I see how he sighs and, saying nothing else, gets out of the car. Parker opens the door for me and helps me out. He takes my hand, and we walk towards the entrance. A strange feeling of attraction washes over me. It is difficult to explain. I feel like something is pushing me in. It’s like something is calling me.I swallow hard at the lump that has formed in my throat and before we touch the door; it opens completely. A woman whose hair is white and long. It falls in cascades up to her waist. Her blue eyes shine and with a tender smile she tells me, “I’ve been waiting for this moment for
Emma Spencer. “And with that concludes my presentation on educational innovation. Thank you all very much for attending.” Patrick Sheldon, the dean of the university, says, “Ladies and gentlemen, this was the keynote presentation by Dr. Spencer, interim professor at Stanford's University.” I can see how the audience stands up, applauding me. Some shout, “Well done!” and I can’t help but smile. I step off the stage and come face to face with the university’s principal benefactor, Mr. Peter Bennett. He is the most coveted billionaire in the country. I look at the gigantic man standing in front of me. Extremely tall, a wall of pure muscle, brown hair a little longer on top than on the sides, almond-colored eyes, full lips, powerful jaw, and freshly trimmed beard. He wears a black suit, tailored. Attractive, manly, every woman’s dream, which makes your panties wet, just by looking at him. With a perfect smile drawn on his lips and his fixed eyes looking at me intensely, he tells me w