Emily's POVBlood spewed out of my mouth as Ethan punched me. Whatever he did to me, I promised myself never to cry.Not now. Not ever.I don't want him to see me as a weakling. Never! I clenched my fist and tried to prevent him from gripping my neck. Just then, a sword appeared in his hand, and he was keen on slitting my throat.But before it could reach my throat, I raised my hand; flames of fire emerged from my palm, and I used it to tackle him instead. I used it to smack his cheek, and I swear it got burnt. Ethan cried out in pain and fell on the floor. The sword disappeared from his hand.Using that opportunity, I got up from the floor and ran out as fast as possible. I ran out of that vicinity, looking for the poor little girl I had just saved—that wicked bastard.When I saw Ethan from afar again, I sprinted to the other side. It was then I saw William and the guard."Have you freed all of them? " I asked, breathing hard.I was exerting too much pressure on my body. I wonder ho

Emily's POVSword fighting, hitting, stabbing, choking, and kicking occurred in most of the fights. It was the survival of the fittest. I didn't stop fighting, either. Even though I felt fatigued at some point, Alexander would always come to my aid. Then, we teamed up and fought against Ethan."You are mine, Emily," Ethan said obsessively.I presumed it made Alexander furious."No, she is mine. She is my wife, and your declarations over here are pointless. You motherfucker." Alex said possessively. Ariel leapt for joy the moment she heard that."You are a vile man," I said to Ethan."Yes, I am vile and crazy for you, my love," Ethan said and raised his sword up but then Alexander dodged the incoming blow.Alexander roared, and the wind started to blow violently."I have never for once shared my woman with anyone. Emily belongs to me alone. Alone and not you. She is my wife. She is carrying my child. So you have no right over her." Alexander stabbed Ethan with his sword, but he heale

EMILY'S POVI knew this part would come where I would have to use my fighting skills."What do you mean my powers won't work here? What did you do to me?!" I yelled.The urge to rush towards him and wipe the smirk off his face filled me.I couldn't do it. He had an advantage over me. He could use his magic, and I couldn't.Ethan disappeared, and he appeared right behind me. I felt his hand on my hair; turning, I swatted his hand away."I guess I need to stop playing," Ethan said.With that, he brought out his sword; it was surrounded by dark magic.He pointed it to me. "If I can't have you, he can't."I let out a breath and stared him in the eyes even as I was frightened about what he'd do to me.Ethan sprinted towards me and bellowed, "Accept me or die, Emily!""Never!" I grunted, dodging his attack.I jumped away from him and scowled. "Get over your obsession with me. I'll never be yours!"That seemed to infuriate him because his eyes narrowed.Ethan rushed towards me, and I dodged