EMMA Now, I sort of regretted that we put off the ceremony. There were bound to be others like Ashley that doubted who I was or if it was my rightful place. I did not owe them anything, but it would have made this a little easier. Or at least I thought it might have. ‘You must keep to the story you told Devon about how you knew you were mates before your birthday. Any of Ezekiel’s spies may be here. Also, you must protect against people saying you are not fated,’ Phoenix said. Well shit. Hopefully, I sounded convincing because this could go badly. I could not believe that I had to lie to my pack. I relayed Phoenix’s comment to my mates and Ethan. That way they would also be aware in case they had to talk about it. Johnson led a pissed off Ashley towards a single chair that was placed on the other side of the squad and far from me. Her wrists were bound by handcuffs. She said something too low for me to catch, causing Johnson to all but shove her into the chair. It had me curious ab

EMMA Papa’s deep laugh filled the room. Goddess, it sounded the exact same. Despite the nature of the conversation, I had to smile hearing his laugh. My memories did not do it justice. It did make me wonder why he was laughing to Ethan’s question though. It was not necessarily a funny comment. “Nobody has ever found their way out of their dreamscape. She believes that it will be the perfect way to play with you, and the Moon will enjoy every moment of breaking you. However, nobody has had these souls that surround you right now, Emmaline. She does not know the full arsenal you have nor that you have me. She does not know the absolute truth of where you come from. You will understand tomorrow.” I wanted to scream in frustration and demand answers, but I refrained and acted like a big girl. As if sensing my train of thought, Papa came to kneel before me, placing his warm hands on mine. “Just remember that you must be convincing since you are to know none of what you do. You will get

EMMA I dressed in a pair of black leggings and one of Xander’s shirts. I wanted to hold their scent with me for as long as I could. I also paired it with sneakers. It was not what I would consider formal attire for meeting a goddess, but I did not really care. I dressed for comfort instead of for image. Plus, she was a bitch, and I did not like bitches. Xander held me close as we walked back to the office. Before we opened the door, he pressed me up against the wall. He leaned down and pressed his forehead to mine. His eyes bore into me, and I felt like I was drowning. ‘You’re our everything. You’re our saving grace, our Luna, and our fucking Queen. After this, we’ll both show you just what you are to us. Go kick Selene’s ass into Hell.’ I leaned in and kissed my mark. ‘I’ll be back before you know it. Remember, you and Handsome still have to fully corrupt me,’ I giggled. Xander’s eyes darkened and knew he would keep that promise. I would gladly take any experience they

EMMA “Anything for you,” he said with a wink. He chuckled and moved it a little higher up my thigh. My heartbeat picked up drastically. It was pounding against my chest. This was not my Xander. My Xander would never hurt me, but this one very well might. “Xander, stop it,” I said, standing up quickly and moving away. I looked quickly to Kai who was laser-focused on Xander. It was like he knew this was not the right Xander. Oh, how I wished that was my Kai, but I knew I was alone here. Alone and fucking human. Xander stood up and crossed his arms. His eyes bore into me, making me want to shrink back, but I held firm. I was human, but that did not mean I would show weakness. I was an Alpha wolf after all, and this brief stint as a human did not erase that from me. “Because of him? You were all but throwing your body at me earlier. I don’t share what’s mine, Emma.” I was livid at this Xander and at Selene for making him this way. This was not my Xander because he would never act th

EMMA I held up the white piece of paper. Scrawled on it was Papa’s handwriting. ‘Make a scene’ was all it said. “He’ll have to teach me how he does this one day,” I said, shaking my head. We finally had a clue on what to do. I felt relief wash through me and reenergize me. “Want to fill me in?” he asked, amused with my reaction. I turned around and hugged his waist. I smiled deviously up at him. “Papa wants us to make a scene tonight, and he’s right. Selene wanted me to go along with what happens, but it shows me the true intention of the dreamscape when I fight against it. Fighting against Xander showed me his true intentions. Standing up to Freya showed me her true intentions. By making a scene tonight, if I’m correct, it’ll help filter out what’s Selene’s puppeteering and what’s my own,” I explained. It made a lot of sense, and I was thankful to Papa for guiding us. Without his involvement, I would truly be trapped in here because I never would have known to go against the gra