Chapter 10

      Emma’s POV

     Clock says 1:30 am on the nightstand. No one should be up. I gently open the bedroom door, trying to breathe as quietly as humanly possible. “I think I remember where it is, come on Mor”. We sneak down the hall, glancing at the alpha’s door- praying it doesn’t open. Making my way to the stairs, thank heavens they’re stone and less likely to creak. Slinking down the stairs, through the great room and dining room and through the kitchen door, I freeze in my tracks. Alpha is sitting at the kitchen top.

      Liam’s POV

      I hear steps and quickly spin around to see Emma with a terrified look on her face. I instantly notice she is only wearing a silk pajama top that is long enough to cover her b