LOGINThey were right, it's been years since we heard that I won't be able to give birth again, a change might happen in another year. Then all of a sudden, I heard the sound of the breaking of the air and I quickly dodged to the side. Then, I felt a stinging pain on my waist. When I looked down, I saw
But whenever I remember the look on their faces before they turned back at me and the fact that I still had their mark on me, I would lose the courage to hurt myself. Also, there was a part in me that wanted to take revenge for my daughter but in the condition that I was in at that point, I could n
EMILY'S POV. My face was a mask of resignation, a facade that concealed the raw ache of my sadness, my true emotions hidden beneath a carefully crafted veneer. My movements became slow and deliberate as if the weight of my sadness had settled upon my bones, making even the simplest tasks laboriou
"What took you so long? Did you forget that we were waiting for you?" The mean looking woman said but I just kept quiet without saying anything. "Now, that everything is done, I hereby use this chance to banish Emily from this pack, she will not enter the vicinity of the pack no matter what, now s
B..but, I was helpless. There was nothing I could do, I did not want them to suffer for my mistakes. They've not done anything wrong and it was all my fault so I should suffer for my mistakes. "Stop dilly-dallying around, let's do the ritual." The old man said again and I finally stood up weakly.
EMILY'S POV. "She can't stay here any more and that's final, if you continue to disobey, you will be sent into the pack's inner dungeon for ten years or even more." The hunched old man said and my heart skipped a bit Inner dungeon? Why were they so cruel? In every pack, there must always be tw
I knew I had to do something to find out what was wrong with me, but I didn't even know where to start. All I could do was lay in bed, waiting for some kind of revelation, some kind of sign that would point me in the right direction. The confusion was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but wonder if
I sat in my office, staring at the wall with a blank expression. My mind was racing, but I couldn't seem to grasp a single thought. It felt like my brain was a labyrinth, and every turn I took led me to a dead end. The events of the past few days had left me feeling helpless and lost. The death of
Minutes passed, but it felt like hours. Finally, the door to the room opened, and a doctor walked in. He looked at me with a concerned expression on his face. "How are you feeling?" he asked in a gentle voice. "My head... it still hurts," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. The doc
*ALPHA LANCE* I called for a meeting with my brothers the next day. We sat around the big table and I told them everything I had undergone while they were unconscious. They were shocked and horrified to hear about the evil mate that had been causing all the trouble. Lincoln spoke up first, "I can







