INICIAR SESIÓNEmma Doc shoved the door to the bedroom open. He released me, pushing me forward and I stumbled in. He closed the door behind us. “First rule. You will obey every command that I give you without hesitation” He couldn’t be serious. “Now strip” I just stood there; frozen. “Don’t make me remind you what the first rule is, or do you need me to help you strip?” Doc’s voice was a low, cold wire against my nerves. I moved on autopilot, fingers fumbling with the frantic of my cotton shirt - I pulled it over my head and dropped it on the floor. My skinny jeans followed, I stood in my bra and panties, my arms instinctively wrapping around myself. “Remove your hands” I did. “The Bra and the underwear, They need to go.” I reached back and unhooked my bra. It slipped past my shoulders and I dropped it to the floor. Next, I pulled my panties down, stepping out of them. I was completely naked. “Hand me your clothes.” I bent down, gathered the heap of fabric, and handed it to hi
EmmaThe engine purred to life, and we began to move. We didn't speak or the longest moment. something about the silece i couldnt dechipher if it was a good silence or bad one. yet my thoghts were broken when He turned into the funeral home's driveway, the tires crunching on the gravel. The car rolled to a stop inside the garage, the engine cutting to silence. We sat in the dark, for a moment. Our slow, settling breath filling the tomb-like space. Doc’s eyes landed on me in the mirror. “This is so ridiculous,” I said. My voice small. “Your being ridiculous” “It wouldn't have to be like this if you would have stayed like i told you to” “Stayed?” I finally hissed, the word cracking. “Your out your fucking mind if you thought that” Doc turned around facing me from the front seat. “Why do you have to fight me on everything?” “Because!, Your Mated already, and she’s pregnant with your child, I don’t see the point of continuing with whatever you think is happening between us, Becau
Doc It didn’t take long before The shabby outline of Emma’s House finally came into view, a sore thumb in the quiet neighborhood. Shelby’s red motorcycle was already there, parked in the driveway. He was leaning against it, his arms crossed, a picture of casual defiance that made my vision tint red. I parked my car behind his motorcycle blocking him from leaving, killed the engine and popped the trunk – I was out of the car in one fluid motion. The silence after the roar of the engine was heavy, broken only by the distant bark of a dog. Shelby: “Doc wait,” I said putting my hands up, but Doc threw the first punch, landing squarely on my jaw. “You had no fucking right! You do a stupid thing like that again, and I’ll skin you alive,” I spat, turning around, walked through the gate, and banged on Emma’s door. “BAMBI —OPEN UP! I shouted. Through the frosted glass, I saw her shadow hesitate. The deadbolt slid back with a definitive clunk. The door opened just a crack, the chain still s
Doc My knuckles were bone-white on the steering wheel. My phone buzzed on the passenger seat, the screen glowing against the dark upholstery. Shelby’s name flashed. I answered it through the car’s dashboard, and my voice was raw. “Where is she!” I yelled into the stillness of my car. Shelby: “where is who?” “Don't play cute. I’m talking about My fucking paramour, where is she?” Shelby: “Calm down First.” His tone was infuriatingly smooth, a familiar whiskey-rough sound that grated against my frayed nerves. “Calm down?” The heat of my anger was a palpable force. “You stole something from me. You took what was mine from my own sanctuary, and I want her back right now!” The line crackled. A low chuckle traveled through the speakers. It set my teeth on edge. Shelby: “Doc, Your ex mate caused a scene in front of her, She wanted to leave, little, brother. I just provided the ride that’s all.” Shelby paused, letting the implication hang. I punched the dashboard, leaving a de
Emma The sharp crunch of glass under heels was the only sound in the sudden stillness of the lobby. Everyone froze, All eyes were on a slender lady who walked in, long legs, a black dress that hugged her body, walking over the shattered glass as if it were rose petals. She ignored the debris, her eyes—a luminous, unnatural violet—fixed on Doc. Her presence was a cold shock in the room, like a window thrown open in a morgue. “Raven, what are you doing here?” I asked. “What does it look like honey, I’ve come home” “You don’t live here anymore” folding my arms across my chest. Raven took a step forward, the light finally catching her face. She was brutally beautiful, all sharp cheekbones and eyes like chips of amtheyast. “Of course I do, This is my Sanctuary” “Correction”. This is MY sanctuary, Raven. You left me for a fucking wolf, remember?, Ravens eyes drifted to mine, her eyes burned as she saw Docs shirt swallowing my tiny frame. Then back to Doc’s “I leave for a few d
Emma The front service area was a symphony of destruction: taking in the scene: the splintered door frame; the two predatory figures still beating each other senseless, and here I am half naked and barefooted. “Bad Vampires!, Very bad! I screamed, “What in the bloody cupcakes” A man said as his eyes widened. I ignored the man who came up next to me holding a small crimson colored box. He was just a guy, with blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail - maybe some kind of delivery driver, his cap read - Bloody Cupcake Bakery and his posture all stiff. “Doc, you better let him go right now!, if you don’t, I swear, you will be sorry!” “What's going on here?” His head tilted to Elijah and Doc who was still destroying the front lobby. I forced air into my lungs. I turned a fraction, mustering every ounce of normalcy I had left. “Family drama” i smiled weakly. The absurdity of it all—Now I know how Doc felt when I slapped him but I won’t tell him that “Elijah!, No biting Doc!” I shout







