Emily's POV “Damon, son of the pack, do you vow to stand beside her in the hunt and in the stillness, in the light of the moon and the darkness of the forest, in wolf, and in man form?” An older man asked Damon. “I do.” Damon replied. “With my heart, my strength and my loyalty, I am hers.” Silence! “Emily, daughter of the pack, do you vow to stand beside him through the turning seasons, to share in his triumphs and bear his burdens as though they were your own?” He asked me next, and like clock work, the crowd turned to face me. “I do.” I replied, like I had rehearsed. “With my soul, my spirit, and my devotion, I am his.” “Then let the bond be sealed.” The elder said, and our hands linked together, like they were supposed to. I never knew the Damon Palace had such a large space for hosting that amount of crowd. More still, it had a detachable roof, and so since the wedding had to be done under the moonlight, we could still do it indoors. The joy on everyone's faces m
Emily's POV I had no business with her, I could never address someone in so little clothes, so I looked at Dathan, he held my stare for about two minutes before giving in. “Au revoir, ladies.” He said, getting up from the bed where they littered around him, and he threw on a shirt. I shifted away from the entrance, a foot or two, just so none of them have reasons to make bodily contact with me. All of them promptly exited the room, leaving Dathan and I. “I'd rather we left the door open.” I said to Dathan, as he moved to shut the door. “I'd do whatever it is I want to.” Dathan said, and banged the door shut, loudly. “What's up with you?” I asked finally. “Did Damon put you up to this?” He asked me. “No.” I answered quickly. “I'm here of my own volition.” “So he doesn't even care.” Dathan said to himself, shook his head while smiling sadly, and gulped down the remaining content of an open bottle. “Forget what I said. Yes, he did. He gave me the permission to.
Emily's POV “Hello, everyone.” Damon said, with a cup in his hand. He'd been drinking too much wine since the previous night. I barely got any sleep, mulling over everything Dathan and Damon had told me. I just needed the day to come and go, I needed things to be sorted. I couldn't wait to feel a role I know I was highly incapable of. “I want to thank every single one of you, who took out the time to honour my wife and me.” Damon looked at me, sweetly. He had such an expensive tux on, I was scared to touch him. The ambience of the city hall was unmatched, not like I had anything to compare it with. It was just pure luxury. He looked sharper than ever. Damon's team of stylists that arrived at exactly 6am, six hours before the wedding, were just as much as mine, and I saw why. He got a trim, a manicure, in fact, it was a total makeover. The crown went ‘awwwn’, and ‘oooh’. The women looked dreamily at me, as Damon clasped my hand tightly. “This experience wouldn't be th
Emily's POV “Hi, I've been wanting to talk to you.” I said to Damon. It's been two weeks since the wedding, and our marriage was yet to be consummated, but that wasn't a pressing issue, not for me at least. “What is it?” Damon asked, stretching out his hand, as I wore his Richard Mille on his wrists. “I've been thinking,” I started, “Can I see a friend?” I asked him. My heart was in my mouth as I spoke. “You never mentioned that to me.” Damon replied, “Please be fast about that.” He added, referring to how I was fidgeting with the watch. Tending to the Alpha was my utmost duty. He'd made me understand that there's very little input I could ever put into pack administration, or business, and so I should stick to minding him. And that's what I did. “Yeah.” I admitted. “I only thought about her last night. We were friends at the orphanage.” “And you think someone like that would be fit as a company for a Luna?”He asked, still not looking at me. I finally was able to
Emily's POV “You better get going then. Tell your friend to come by, I could use some company. She will wait for you. That's as long as you're here before seven pm, cause Damon arrives by eight.” Dathan said. Tears pooled in my eyes as Dathan talked. Someone so genuinely kind to me couldn't be coincidental. “Thank you.” I said. “She works on the farm, but I have a number she slipped into my skirt when she was taken away.” “Call her then. You're Luna, you can summon her from the farm.” Dathan replied. “Damon taps all my calls.” I suddenly remembered. “Can I use your phone?” “And what's to say that he does not tap mine?” Dathan asked me. But I knew he was joking. He'd never allow that. Dathan is the only person who could stand up to Damon. “Pretty please.” I begged him. “It's right next to you, on the bedside table.” He gave up. “Thank you.” I squealed and reached for it. I called the number Zyna left three times, there was no response, so I gave up. “As I
Emily's POV “He's a tough boy.” Farh said. At first, I thought I hadn't heard well. Servants were sworn to secrecy, much more those who served directly with Alpha’s and Lunas. “He takes after his father's stubbornness.” Farh added. “You mean Alpha Damon III?” I asked Farh. I could never get used to referring to them, or reversing them any less than I did. Alpha’s were the Moon Goddess ears, and eyes and heart on earth. They were not to be disrespected, that's what Nala said. “He was a good man.” He added. “I know deep down, Damon is too.” “I want to think the same.” I sighed. Farh turned off the car, which meant the air conditioner was gonna be off too. “Why did you turn the engine off?” I asked him, surprised. “I just remembered that all our conversations are recorded as long as the car is on.” Farh confided, leaving me wide eyed. “What sort of a life is this?” I asked myself, scared. “You don't have to be afraid. It's hard and rough in the beginning. Y
Damon's POV “Please just let her go.” Emily begged as I observed the strange fellow in her room. It was palace rules not to receive guests in any other parts of the palace, except the living room specifically designed for them. I looked at Emily, and wondered how much more I could take. Every single day with her makes it seem like I made a mistake. “Who are you?” I asked the girl I saw in my Luna’s room. “I'm Zyna, Sir.” She said, bowing. I looked back at Emily without saying a word. “The friend who works on the farm?” I asked her, and she confirmed with a nervous bob of her head. I chuckled a little before leaving them both in the room. That's the thing with keeping women less busy. They start to create work for themselves, investigative jobs. As I walked back to my room, I wondered how I could get time off Emily's hands. I didn't want her interacting directly with anyone but Nala and I. I needed to consult with Nala. “Are you in?” I knocked on her door and ope
Damon's POV “That's not what I'm doing.” Emily replied. “Then tell me why your watch is not in your hand? Did you get busy? Was it in your way of doing something? Why did you take it off? Oh, or is my ring gonna start bothering you anytime soon too? Would you like to take that too off?” I was so pissed, and already failing at keeping my cool. “I visited Dathan earlier in the day.” She swallowed hard. “I must have left it there.” “Is that a probability or you're sure you did?” I asked her. “I'm sure I did.” Emily replied. “May I ask why you were there?” I asked, towering over her. “No.” She said, I paused a bit. Maybe she's lost her mind. “No, you may not.” “That's just a fancy way of asking. Pardon my manners.” I chuckled a bit. “Why were you in Dathan’s room? Alone?” I added for emphasis. “I need peace and quiet from the chaos in this palace.” She replied. Emily's head was bent in subordination, but her replies couldn't have been more rebellious. “And
Emily's POV “You don't even want to hear me speak?” I asked. I was hurt, bruised, wounded. But nothing would stop my mouth, except if he gags me of course “It's not that I don't want to hear you speak, Emily. The problem is that you've been doing too much talking. In fact, you've been the only one talking since the beginning of his relationship and I think that's the only reason why we are where we are at this point.” Adrian said, like he was fact-checking me. I couldn't believe my ears. “You know what? I don't think you believe what you are saying, because if you did, you'd be able to look me in the eye and throw these accusations at me. But because you don't, it's easy for you to face the other side and say things like you don't know who you're talking about.” I replied. “Don't get feisty with me, woman. My boys are hungry.” He threatened. “And if they are, it'd be for your blood. Not mine.” I shot back at him. Adrian gave the most sinister cackle I ever heard. I wo
Emily's POV The shower was cold, or at least it felt so. The bread tasted stale. I got pissed at everything that was happening. I wanted to kick and punch and fight, and rant, and nag, and destroy. More than all, I wanted answers. Why am I the one all those things happened to? Couldn't I have gotten a better lot? Did the universe really single me out for all this punishment? I tried to wrap my head around how the future would look. It was from one scandal to another, between packs. The comment sections of the blogs online were killing me. Women were wishing they were me, others were thanking their stars that they weren't, the men bashed me and dragged myself and everything I stood for through the mud. “Who's there?” I asked, pausing my mental breakdown to focus on who was at my door. I booked a night at the hotel, and I knew my time was almost up, but fuck knows that I couldn't get out of there, not with the way I looked and felt. No answer came, but I didn't hear foot
Emily's POV “I'm sorry, that's so unprofessional of me.” Sasha apologised. “It's human, not unprofessional.” I excused her. “Matter of fact, can we be more unprofessional going forward? I think I like that vibe.” I smiled. “Sure, Emily. Thankfully, there are no audio requirements from this session.” “Gracias.” I said. “Back to your story, darling…” She smiled. “What else do you want to know?” I asked. “How did you let a man take control?” She asked me. “Is that beneficial to this interview?” I questioned. “Maybe.” She answered. “Alright. Adrian and I got together just a few months after a very lavish party that was thrown in Mount Leigh. It was the talk of town for weeks, all three Alphas were there.” “I heard about that. “She acknowledged. “And how was the party, if I may ask?” “You may not. It was hell.” I said. “Back to Adrian then.” She moved on. “Well, he seemed cool. We had lunch at his house one day, and he seemed pretty awesome, my kin
Emily's POV “Hello Emily, I'm Stacy, and I'm downstairs.” she said. I passed out a bit in the bed where I also scattered the contents of my purse. It'd been a long day, long week, long life! “Hmm, I'm coming.” I answered her, still sleepy-eyed. “No, you don't have to. Just tell them to let me up. I'd hate to be a bother that much.” Sasha said. “Uhm, okay. Can you give her the phone?” I asked. “It's a guy down here.” Sasha informed me. “Oh, yeah, please. Give it to him.” I said, remembering that it was a guy I met too. “Hi Ma'am.” He greeted me. “Hello, I'm sorry, I can't remember your name anymore. Please let her up. I'm Emily Baron, check that on your register.” I croaked. “Alright ma'am. Room service was in your room earlier, but you were unresponsive, would you like to have them back now?” He asked “Yes please, I could use some water.” I answered. “Coming right on. Have a nice stay, ma'am.” He said and handed the phone back to her. I cut the call,
Emily's POV “I hate this life.” I said to myself as I stopped by Zac's house to pick the rest of my stuff. “I'm heading for Zachary's apartment.” I said to the doorman, hoping he'd recognise me. “Oh, yes I remember you. But Mr Zac is not at home.” He said. “That's fine, he knows I'd be coming to grab my things.” I said, in a rush. I also tried to hide the fact that I was getting a little bit fidgety. “I hope he didn't hurt you?” The man asked. I was literally at the verge of screaming for him to just let me go, but I saw that it was out of concern and experience, so I let him off the hook. “I really don't want to talk about it,” I said, smiling sadly. “I understand.” The man replied. “Policy is that you cannot be in over ten minutes, so I'd ask that you be quick.” “That will do. Thank you so much.” I said and dashed into the elevator. I know it was a little stupid that I'd do that stunt on my own, knowing that Zyna had access to his place, but I'm sure if anyone
Damon's POV “How do you feel?” I asked Emily. We'd just ridden back from the hospital. Zac was to be operated on in a few hours, Adrian's diagnosis was out, and they found absolutely nothing wrong with him, but they had to watch him. “I don't know.” She replied. She sat still in her car, even minutes after she'd turned the engine off. I waited for two full minutes before she whined down the glasses. “That's normal.” I said, rubbing her hand. But she drew back suddenly from my touch. “Something is wrong.” I said. “I'll see you later, Damon.” She said, starting the engine. “There's no way I'm letting you leave like this.” I objected. “It's not up to you.” She replied, and pressed a button to shut her car glasses. I stubbornly leaned on it, and so the glass didn't come up. “I've spent way too much time in the gym for this to be a threat.” I boasted. “Emily, please tell me what's on your mind.” “My whole life is, Damon!” She yelled. “It's easier on you than it i
Adrian's POV “What are you doing here?” I yelled as I saw Damon emerge. The doctors were still running around with their tails between their legs, trying to get a diagnosis for what was up with me. “I think I should be asking you that.”He said quietly. He stood in the doorway. “I thought I heard Emily's voice.” I said, ignoring him. “That's because she's here.” He said sarcastically. “Hello.” I greeted her as she forced her way in. “Why are you here?” She asked. “Aren't you here to see me?” I replied to her questions with mine. “I don't owe you that.” She said, brushing it off. “I had a crisis in the taxi I boarded, good guy rushed me here.” I explained. “What crisis?” She asked, looking frightened. “That's not why we are here, Emily.” Damon reminded her, pulling her closer even if she wouldn't budge. “No one knows. I started bleeding suddenly, and it stopped as suddenly as it started, but I passed out.” I explained. “Who's attending to you?! Yo
Damon's POV “I think we should go and check up on Zac.” Emily said. We'd just had the best morning of our lives, at least of mine. “Why are you bent on ruining the fun?” I winced. “I'm not ruining anything, Damon. This is literally all we can do.” She chuckled. “I can't believe I let Farh see me like this” “Well, I can.” I said. “And you're sure that is not going to be a problem?” She asked. “With who? Me? Hell nah.” I answered. “Not you. You know who I'm referring to.” She said, “I don't think they're best of friends, Emily.” I assured her. “I hate to be on this side of things.” She sulked. “Isn't it too soon? Seeing as this is just the Beginning?” I asked her. “Beginning of our business together you mean?” She looked me in the eye. We were sprawled across my office floor, naked. “This isn't business. Why are you doing it?” I asked her. “Because I want to.” Emily replied. “I'll make sure to give that answer every time I feel this way.” I jok
Emily's POV “This is not the conversation I expected to have when I walked into your office this morning.” I said. “Same. Although it's one I've always wanted to have with you” Damon smirked. “I would've wondered why that is, but then, I remember you're both possessive and manipulative. Something about seeing your exes thriving with other people irks the fuck out of you.” I shot at him “For the first time, love, you're wrong,” Damon said. “I have a wife whom I shared with the man I almost killed.” “That was against your knowledge, Damon. Don't act like you'd have let it happen if you knew.” I said. “Something else you've gotten wrong. You think I want Zyna to bear my heir?” Damon asked me. I looked at him wide eyed. I couldn't believe what he was saying. Worse still, I'd begun to imagine a million things. “Yet you pushed her to go get pregnant by another male?” I asked him. “I didn't. She wanted it.” He answered. “And you claim to have let it happen?” I ask