LOGINBetrayed By One Now Wanted by Four Men! His Betrayal! On the dawn of her wedding day, Ember’s life is thrown upside down as she is falsely accused of being behind the death of the Alpha, but while in prison, she discovers that her mate, alongside her best friend, had planned all this out to get rid of her and her unborn child. Her Second Chance! Upon escaping as a way to protect her children, she is soon caught by her raging mate; on her knees. A shot rings out, causing her to let out a scream, clenching her tummy before missing a step and falling down the cliff. For the sake of her kids, she begs to be saved. Her prayers but in the form of her second-chance mates…The rumored, feared, and ruthless Lycan Kings of the south. Her Revenge! It almost seemed like it was her second chance to make the man that had caused her pain bleed…Seeing that the Grey brothers, her second chance mates, will set the world ablaze for a mere scratch on their mate, she soon becomes an unbeatable force…One whose mission was to ruin Bloodhound Pack…she wouldn’t heed straight on but rather start from the most minor factor and pull her strings. *** Two Lycan kings with a despicable past that would make anyone normal run far away and several maniac exes—the man who had attempted to kill her. A stranger appears from nowhere, claiming he was betrothed to her, and also holds the key to unlocking a part of her that was lost a long time ago. Vowing not to let the fates run her life, will she be able to make the right decision before it ruins other lives? Including hers?
View MoreAlec's POVTyler and I both raced into her room, trying to catch up to her but all we met was a well laid bed and the maids, cleaning up the room."Where is she?" Tyler demanded, grabbing one of the maids and scaring her."Who, Alpha?" She replied, having no clue who he was asking about while I looked around the room. Her scent lingered on every corner. Although it was her room, we made it her prison. We never for once cared about her. Maybe we did but neither for us showed it and now she was leaving again.Did she give up on us?I picked up the picture frame on her table. It was a picture of Tyler, Faye and I with her. Faye was a baby when we took this picture. Tyler and I? I think we were five. I could remember the day we took this picture. Although I tried to forget every single thing about her, I couldn't. We were all happy in this picture. Tyler and I were happy on this day. How could we not be? For the first time, she took us out, we had a good day, laughed to our hearts content
Ember's POVI stood over Brandon's grave holding a red rose.It was his favorite rose.The wind blew violently against my hair, scattering the hair in my face. Is Brandon mocking me right now for coming to his grave with his favorite flower?A snorted, blinking back the tears that threatened to roll down my eyes. I can't believe I was crying for this asshole right now.What the fuck is wrong with me?I should be spitting at his grave, cussing him out for everything but I couldn't bring myself to do after that little scene where he apologized. Even though it might not be real, it felt genuine."Faye said you would be here and I thought you'd be crazy to be at the grave of someone that tried to kill you," Emily said, coming from behind. Hearing her voice, I didn't bother turning back."I guess I proved you right. I'm totally crazy for being here right now.""Yea, you're crazy," she replied, standing beside me, holding thorns in her hands."You even brought him his favourite flower," she
Ember's POV It was never supposed to end this way. Sure, I hated Brandon for all he put me through. The slight thought of him made me miserable. Every single day since he betrayed me, I ached to hurt him ten times more. I wanted him to feel the pain of being stabbed in the back for once. I finally got my wish but why does it hurt so much? A tear slipped from my eyes as I relieved Brandon's final moments, watching our cruel bond shatter into nothingness as his life faded away. I don't know how long I've been here, but I've been forced to see this scene over and over again, his final moments. It felt like the universe was trying to punish me by making me relive his final moments. I wonder what he thought about as he took his final breath. I hated him but now I wish he didn't have to die. He could have stayed alive and survived for every single thing he put the kids and I through. After drawing his final breath, the entire scene began replaying itself again and I was force
Ember's POV"Where is Emily?" I asked calmly, staring into space but neither Faye nor Mia answered me. It's been 3 hours since Alina called me and we were sure Brandon was with the kids. Within that 3 hours, no information concerning the kids location has been gotten.Alec came rushing back home after he got informed about the whole situation but he was equally as useless as the rest of them. None of them had a single clue where Brandon or Alina could be with my babies. With each second that passed by, my kids lives were threatened. Goddess knows what Brandon intends on doing with them. For Alina, it's certain she just wants to see me and everyone else suffer so she is helping Brandon out in whatever scheme he is cooking."Where is Alec?" I asked again, my eyes finding Faye's eyes."He's in the torture room with Emily," she replied."He thinks she might have a clue on where to find Brandon," and added and I scoffed."That snake is never going to talk even if you kill her.""I'm sure A






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