Isaac’s pov ‘Your mate is lying.’ Grandpa Os said. ‘She is clearly nervous.’ Of course, Emmy was lying. I had no clue what was true or what wasn’t. Had she ever been truthful with me? Perhaps the only time I really saw her true self was when she realized I was her mate. That reaction of shock was the only emotion I had seen from her that I knew was truthful. ‘She lies a lot. I never know what's real or not.’ I told my grandpa. ‘Maybe worry less about what’s true and not, but more about why she feels the need to lie.’ Grandpa replied. My grandpa's words made me think. Why did Emmy feel the need to be perfect and lie, even in circumstances like this? We wouldn’t judge her if she told us she was a bit nervous. Was this something she had picked up when she came to the Winter Bone Pack, or was she taught to pretend to be perfect by her parents? Had Emmy ever been allowed to express her feelings? After I told Emmy I was glad to be spending some time with her, she rested her head agai

You get a free chapter, because I messed up and somehow uploaded the chapter twice. I pressed published, but the chapter was still in my drafts, so i figured it didn't upload yet. anyway..... Can you also let me know if you've read chapter 84? Otherwise I'll add it as a free chapter as well. Hopefully my editor will respond quickly and will remove the chapter and unblock chapter 84. Isaac’s pov As much as I was adamant on getting Emmy to realize her pleasure would come first, it didn’t mean that I wasn’t affected when she touched me. I felt on the verge of exploding in my pants, and I needed a release, especially after smelling Emmy’s arousal. She might not realize it, but she was feeling the effects of the mate bond. Apparently my words did something my hands had not been able to do yet; they actually turned her on. I went inside the shower, grabbing my hard dick with my hand and closing my eyes. I imagined eating my mate out, making her moan my name, and for a second, I swear,

Emmy’s pov Goddess, is this how it is supposed to feel? I didn’t have time to think about it because I was near my fifth orgasm. Isaac had gone from touching me with his hands to touching me with his tongue, which felt even better. I always thought men hated to do it, but Isaac seemed to love it. The first time his tongue gave me an orgasm, he smiled so brightly, looking up at me with his face covered in my juices. I felt horrified to see that I had made his face dirty, but he seemed so happy. I didn’t know Isaac as well as I should, but I knew he didn’t lie to me. His tongue was lapping at my core, and he mindlinked me, asking me another question. While it was hard for me to answer truthfully, I did appreciate the effort Isaac went through to make sure I liked something. ‘Can I insert a finger?’ he asked. He didn’t stop licking me, but a finger was waiting at my entrance. The moment I thought about something entering me, I froze. ‘Sure.’ ‘Em….’ ‘Maybe another time?’ I careful

Isaac’s pov What had started awkward turned into a beautiful day. I had made Emmy cum multiple times, and it felt like we were really moving forward. She said she liked me, and while it doesn’t sound like much. To me, it meant everything. It was like we were starting over. Just to random people that happened to be mates that were getting to know each other. I knew Lena meant well, but her words set Emmy off, but at least she was allowing herself to feel them. For a while, until the mask went back up and “everything was fine.” None of this was fine. How I wish I could see inside Emmy’s head and be there to counter all her negative thoughts. ‘Then mark her.’ Linus said, but after what Emmy went through, marking should be her choice. We walked towards my grandparents office together, and I felt Emmy tense. Everything here was a trigger for her, and I wish we would have never come here. ‘But if we didn't, she would still be living with your mothers, and you’d be in the packhouse, mi

Emmy’s pov “Are you okay?” Isaac asked before he answered his own question. “Of course you’re not.” “Do you want to talk about it, just me and you?” he asked instead. I shook my head, “let’s just go to dinner.” “We can have dinner outside the packhouse if you like." Isaac offered, but that would mean meeting people. Who knew if any of them had the same reaction to me as Lena did? When I used to have dinner here, it was mostly me, the Alpha, and the Beta. Except for that time when Airk was here. Goddess, how I loved that first week. Alpha Jace was barely around in the beginning, and I would just stay in my room and relax. I wished it would stay like that forever, where my alpha would forget about me and focus his attention elsewhere. Although the thought of not serving the alpha made me feel guilty, if it was his choice, then it wouldn’t count, right? If he didn’t want me, then there was nothing to be done about it. I quickly learned that these thoughts would come to punish me.