EmmaDespite my absolute mortification, Reed doesn’t seem fazed by the scene in front of him. Instead, he bends down to help my Mom up despite her clumsy protests.“I can get up by myself,” she croaks.“I know,” Reed replies in a gentle tone. “But wouldn’t it be easier if I helped you?”He shoots my Mom am innocent-looking smile designed to charm any woman out of her bitterness.It works.My Mom blushes and Reed looks satisfied when she allows him to help her back to the table. Even if my Mom and I don’t get along, my heart softens for him, even if it’s just a fraction.Reed is sweet.“Is she going to be okay?” Reed asks me with an arch of his brow, indicating my Mom, who’s now sitting on a chair giggling at a half-eaten sandwich that she is holding.“She will be fine,” I tell him. “Let’s get my stuff.”“Won’t they wonder where you’re going?”My face burns. Reed doesn’t know that my Dad is abusive and that my Mom basically hates me since I’m the child she never wanted—they won’t care
EmmaAfter getting rid of Alpha Jackson, not a damn soul dares to meet the eyes of Reed. They know he is their Alpha now, and while he doesn’t have time to give them an announcement, I don’t think anyone can complain. Most people just want to leave the scene, and after Reed has made a phone call to have Jackson’s body removed, I follow him to his car with my pulse drumming against my neck. I’m finally beginning to understand that all those stories I’ve heard about Alpha Reed Walton are true. He is as charming as they come, with a masculine square jaw, a sharp nose, and big bedroom eyes the color of the ocean. His skin is beautifully tanned and the dimple appearing on the side of his mouth when he smirks could melt any female’s heart.But while this Alpha is as gorgeous as they come, he is also very much an Alpha: a man who treats the pack laws like his sole religion. He killed a man who challenged him as an Alpha in front of me, and he doesn’t look sorry for it. Not one bit. Reed
EmmaReed’s words should repulse me, yet the shivers running down my spine aren’t from disgust. They come from desire. My lips part, but I don’t have the words to respond. Reed’s eyes, still dark from his wolf within, are seething with a dominance he hasn’t shown before. From afar, he can appear cold and cruel, but up close like this, it’s overwhelmingly clear how much he desires me.He lifts a hand to gently caress my face, his fingers tracing my jawline as though he sees me as a living piece of art. I let out a deep breath in anticipation, and he smiles. Every reaction seems important to him.“You’re beautiful.” His thumb brushes against my lower lip, causing me to jerk back against the car in surprise.Is he going to fuck me right here, right now?My heart throbs in my chest with an intensity that scares me. But then again, so does Reed. My mind races with the implications of his words. Wife? Luna? Are those just words to him that mean nothing romantic? Probably.I know that I
EmmaI’m in total shock as I follow Reed through his mansion. I’ve been here once for the event, but this time, we are walking through a more private corridor. There are so many doors... Geez, is it really necessary to have so many rooms?!“I’m going to take you to your room and tomorrow, we need to visit the black magical market for your familiar.”“familiar?” I ask in shock. It’s a term that I’ve only come across in fairy tales. It’s often used as a name for a witch’s sidekick, and their sidekicks are typically demons disguised as black cats.“You’re going to need one,” Reed looks at me over his broad shoulder. “After your Luna ceremony, the werewolf council will be distraught. An Omega has never been made a Luna before, and I imagine a lot of drama will come out of this.”“So I need a familiar to keep me safe?”He smiles. “Yes.”“…but what about you?”“I will keep you safe as well, but there are times when I can’t be around. I’m the Alpha, and while you’re the Luna, you’re also pr
EmmaBefore finding Reed, I decide that this is a good opportunity to call Lily. She is my best friend, and I think her energy could calm me down from my inner panic attack.I can’t believe I’ve only been awake for a couple of hours, and I’m already receiving threats per letter.Shit… I definitely need to talk to Lily!I don’t have a phone since my Dad never let me keep any money I earned at the diner for myself, and whenever I needed to make a phone call, I always borrowed his.This room, however, is equipped with one of those old hotel phones that I can use to dial down Lily’s number.She answers on the first beep. “This is Lily Armstrong speaking.”I snort. “What’s with the formality?”“Emma?” she gasps. “Oh my god, I thought it was Alpha Reed calling me. I had a freaking panic attack seeing the number from his private mansion on my screen!”I snicker. “Sorry to disappoint.”“No, no, no, I’m actually glad that you called me. You don’t know how worried I’ve been ever since you passe
EmmaI follow Reed’s scent to a closed door and knock on it with a pounding heart. But the spectacular view that greets me does nothing to calm me down. I’ve seen Reed naked before, but that’s when I was in heat, and the only thing on my mind was sex. Back then, I didn’t take my time to appreciate him. Now? Now I’m faced with a tired Reed standing in front of me dressed in only his Calvin Klein boxers, every muscle on full display as he runs a hand through his wet hair. “Emma,” he breathes out in surprise, his forehead creased in worry as he takes in my frantic state. He steps back, giving me space to enter the room. “What’s wrong?”I step into the room hesitantly, my eyes skimming around the elegant setting before returning to him.“Reed…” I start off weakly. “We… We have a problem.”I hold up the note, and Reed snatches it from my hands to scan the words with his drowsy blue eyes. After he is done reading it, he no longer looks tired. He looks pissed off. “You’re not going back t
EmmaI’m determined not to let Reed touch me when I climb up on his bed. I quickly hide behind the blanket and pillow fort I’ve built to separate our sides of the bed. He rolls his eyes at that but doesn’t comment on it. It throws me off. I had expected him to say something. Instead, he lies down without a word, and I do the same, my back facing him as I stare at the wall. The silence is deafening, but honestly, I don’t mind it. I’m tired, and since I’m used to a trailer couch, I fall asleep immediately. At first, my dream is pleasant, but then it changes into a terrible nightmare. My baby bump is growing huge out of nowhere. I’m standing in front of a mirror in my dream, screaming when the creature inside of me moves. I never asked Reed what kind of hybrid he is. In the dream, however, our baby is a monster.“It hurts,” I complain in my dream. “It hurts so badly!”My hand instinctively shoots towards my abdomen, trying to soothe the violent movement within me. But it doesn’t wor
EmmaMuch to Reed’s satisfaction, I wind up sleeping with my head placed over his heart. My pregnant belly isn’t big yet, so I can still sleep in any position. Tonight, I unconsciously choose “the noodle” position while cuddling with my mate. I sleep like a rock. The only problem is that it’s embarrassing when I wake up and find myself using Reed’s pectoral muscles as my own personal stress balls. I immediately stop squeezing them and lift my eyes to his amused blue. “Go on,” he teases. “I really don’t mind.”I blush furiously and smack his shoulder lightly. “You’re impossible,” I grumble, trying to sit up, but my back gives a telltale ache that makes me groan.“Easy there, sweetheart,” Reed says, worry lines etching themselves on his forehead. “You’re pregnant and shouldn’t be moving around like a ninja.”He assists me gently into a sitting position, one arm securely around my waist and the other hand running soothing circles on my back. It feels nice. I can’t help the sigh of r