EMMA ‘Luna…Luna. I need you,’ a voice shouted through the link. The sheer terror in her voice woke me right up. I looked at my mates who were still sleeping. They had a huge whirlwind of bullshit thrown at them today. To know that Freya was responsible for so much pain and bloodshed in our two packs was something I had not anticipated. I had a feeling that Freya was responsible for more than my pack once she mentioned about Heath knowing the patrol schedules and what she did with Blacktree. It broke my heart in half to see and feel their pain. It was not fair for them to have to deal with so much heartbreak. She destroyed much of this pack and all so that she could become Luna. She was willing to kill off anyone that would stand in her way. No wonder she had such animosity towards me from the beginning. The fact that she knew of me for ten years was really messed up. The fucked-up part was that she found joy in the torture they put me under. ‘What’s wrong, Everly?’ I asked as I unt

EMMA Papa stood with his hands behinds his back as he weighed what he wanted to say. It made me nervous because I had no idea what this was pertaining to. So much happened recently that I had not even had the time to properly think through it all. Betrayal, pain, heartbreak, and loss was on an endless loop it seemed. I never anticipated this outcome when we decided to move on Blacktree. It was the first push of the snowball down the side of a snow-covered mountain. Each passing moment seemed to add a little more to the mass of the snowball until it threatened to crush us all. “Do not fret, Emmaline. There is nothing wrong,” he chuckled. Papa always had a knack of reading me like an open book. I was able to hide myself away from most people, but those closest to me could always see the truth behind my masks. He gestured for me to take a seat and sat next to me. He held my hand as he offered me a smile. “I am certain that you have noticed a large number of mates finding one another

EMMA My dream started out like any dream did. It was a slow fade as my subconscious became aware of a reality inside of my dream. It was pitch black, but it was warm this time instead of cold. It was not an Asry nightmare at least. Soft whispers caressed along my skin. I tried to focus on them, but it was difficult. They were just out of reach. It took a few minutes until the words became clear. “See Freya. Not what seems. Did not die…” My eyes shot wide open, and I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was a message and not just a random thought within a dream. Luckily, my mates were still asleep, so I untangled myself without waking them up and threw on some clothes before sneaking out of the room. I felt like a damn ninja half the time with all the sneaking that happened so that I would not disturb people. Perhaps we should find me a new title along those lines. ‘Papa, I need you. I’m sorry. I need you,’ I linked him. I hated forcing him to come to me after the night he had

EMMA “How?” Xander whispered into my ear, unwilling to let me go. I looked up into his copper eyes that always made me feel like I was drowning. I pushed some of the stray hair out of his face. You could tell that they had all been sleeping, but I doubted they minded being awoken for this. I could see and feel the utter joy and love inside of him. I felt the exact same from Kai. I nodded my head to Freya who was being guarded in the corner. Her head was still bowed. I felt Xander stiffen, but he did not pull away from me. “I had a dream that led me to talk to her. Her wolf Belle asked to be separated. Freya told me that Ezekiel had a Witch help him make it look like your families died but kept them here to use as leverage. I apparently bulldozed his plans once you saved me. She offered to bring us here and return to her cell willingly,” I explained as I nuzzled his neck. He nodded and drew me even closer into his embrace. I basked in my mates’ utmost positive emotions. They comfor

EMMA I nodded and walked over to take the babe from her arms. She watched every movement I made as if I was going to attack her. There was no telling what she had been through since Ezekiel was involved. I stepped back and peered down at Xander’s baby brother. Oh, he was such a handsome babe. He had copper eyes just like his big brother and a full head of hair. His mouth was sucking hard on a binkie, and his eyes were locked onto mine. “Tell the truth. Were you willingly working with Ezekiel?” Papa asked her as I stepped over towards the crib. “Absolutely not. He killed our pack. Only me and Suzie were kept to watch over the pups. I swear that we tried to fight against his commands so that we could get help, but we were powerless. Please believe me,” she pleaded with Papa. Papa looked to me for my opinion. He wanted to know what I felt we should do with her and Suzie because this directly involved my family. He was also looking to me as a leader. I did believe her because she was