Se connecterEMILY'S POVThe great hall was packed. Every elder, every council member, every pack leader of standing had been summoned. I stood at the entrance, Ralph's hand warm holding mine, looking out at the sea of faces turned toward us.I squeezed his fingers. "I'm nervous."He squeezed back. "Don't be, I'm right here." I smiled up at him, he was so steady and so sure, exactly everything I needed him to be.The whispers started as we walked toward the front. I heard fragments, words caught in the current of murmurs."...It's time to invoke the clause...""...she is unstable...""...she should step aside..." My steps faltered. Ralph's arm slid around my waist, pulling me closer."Look at me." He murmured. "Just don't stop looking at me."I did as he instructed. His grey eyes were soft, warm, full of something that made my chest ache. "I love you my princess." He said. "And that is what matters, nothing else matters."“I love you too…my love.” I purred and kissed him on the lips…in front of ev
EMILY'S POVThe council chamber was colder than usual. I sat at the head of the long oak table, my hands wrapped around a cup of tea I hadn't touched. The elders filed in slowly, their voices low, their eyes avoiding mine. Ralph sat beside me, his hand on my knee, warm and steady.I hadn't wanted him here, but he insisted. "I'm here for support." He said.I didn't have the strength to argue, so I let him do as he wished.Elder Moretti cleared his throat. "The first item on the agenda is the allocation of summit resources. The treasury committee has requested a review of the Cortez pack's contribution."I set down my cup. "The contribution was finalized last month. Three million euros for security, two million for hospitality, one million for incidentals."Moretti nodded slowly. "Yes, Alpha. However, the committee has noted that the hospitality budget has increased by forty percent since the original proposal. They're questioning whether the additional funds are necessary."I stared at
EMILY'S POVThe next morning, the whispers were louder. I walked through the halls toward the council chamber, and they followed me like shadows, low voices that fell silent when I approached, eyes that slid away when I turned."..it should have happened by now…""..it's been months without news…""....if she can't provide an heir, what good is she…."I stopped walking and looked around, the hallway was empty, those voices where were they from? The voices had been in my head? I held my head and squatted down feeling terrified and absolutely empty."Alpha?" Marco appeared beside me. "Are you alright?" He asked with concern evident in his eyes."I'm fine Marco." I took his stretched hand, he drew me up, and we started walking again. "The summit briefing is at nine?""Yes. But Alpha..." He hesitated. "The elders are having a private meeting."My stomach dropped, with both rage, fury and fear. "They are meeting about what?"He didn't answer, he just stared at the ground silently. I looked
EMILY'S POVThe hallway stretched before me, long and endless, lined with portraits of Cortez ancestors who had ruled before me. I felt like their eyes were following and judging me as I walked.I kept my head high, my steps steady and my hands still, but I still heard them. Whispers trailed behind me like smoke, curling around the corners, seeping through the cracks of the grand estate. The walls had ears, and the ears had mouths, and the mouths would not stop talking.“She should focus on producing an heir.” The words drifted from the sitting room as I passed. Elder Selena's voice was low but clear.“Stability comes through legacy,” another voice added, it was Elder Moretti. “A strong husband should lead during pregnancy, It's only natural.”“Of course.” Selena agreed. “The Othon line is powerful, an heir would solidify everything. The alliance, the future and even her place.”The word her place made me stop walking. I pressed my hands flat against the cold stone wall. My heart poun
EMILY'S POVThe council chamber felt smaller than usual. I sat at the head of the table, Ralph beside me, his hand resting lightly on my knee. The elders surrounded us, their faces old and serious, their eyes weighing every breath I took.Elder Moretti cleared his throat. "Alpha, there is something we must discuss."I kept my face calm. "Speak." I ordered coldly.He slid a document across the table, it was old paper with an official seal and the Cortez crest pressed into wax. "A clause in our pack laws." He said. "One that has existed for centuries it’s rarely invoked, but present."I looked at the document but didn't touch it. "What clause?"Elder Selena spoke, her voice softer than Moretti's. "It's a protection, Emily. For the Alpha and for the pack.""A protection." I repeated."If an Alpha shows signs of instability……fatigue, confusion, emotional volatility…..power may be temporarily delegated to their bonded mate." She paused. "Until clarity returns."The words hung in the air li
EMILY'S POVThe sitting room smelled like lavender and old paper. My mother sat across from me, with a teacup in her hand, her posture perfect, her expression carefully neutral. She'd requested a private meeting between the both of us, just us.That should have been my first warning. "I've been watching you, Emily." She set down her cup. "These past weeks. You seem... different.""I'm fine, Mother." I kept my voice steady. "Just tired. The summit…..""It is in five days." She cut me off. "I know. But this isn't about the summit."I waited and kept quiet. She leaned forward, her eyes sharp. "The elders came to me, they're concerned.""Concerned about what mom?" I asked, although I already knew the reason."About you." She paused. "About your state of mind, they are concerned whether you're fit to lead the pack right now."The words hit me like a slap. "I'm fit mom." My voice came out sharper than I intended. "Mom, I've led this pack for years, I protected it, even as a teen mom, I foug
Emily’s POVThe morning light was soft, spilling through the tall windows, brushing the edges of the room in gold. I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands wrapped around the diamond ring on my finger, examining the beauty of the cold rock my fiancee proposed to me with last night. Finally I'm engage
Emily's POVThe rain fell heavily against the bulletproof glass of the town car as though it was mourning elder Jacobs on my behalf. Marco drove to a hidden, private clinic in a quiet quarter of Milan.Elder Jacobs lay on a steel table in a chilled room. He looked peaceful, like he was asleep. But
EMILY'S POVThe phone call came just after midnight. The shrill ring cut through the silence of my study, where I was staring at financial reports that made no sense.It was Marco. His voice was a low, furious growl on the other end. "Alpha. You need to come to the city. Now."My heart jumped into
EMILY’S POVMy mother’s words “The Alpha of the Cortez Pack”, hung in the air of the living room, not as praise, but as a command. A verdict. I was done being the victim they could break. Now, I had to be the weapon they feared.I straightened up, pulling away from Rudy’s comforting hold.“She’s







