Emma’s POV I blink softly. I think it’s morning. I have a slight headache but I remember all of the ‘events’ from last evening. I laugh to myself, Liam thought I was drunk. I gently touch his face with my right hand. He looks so peaceful. “I meant what I said, I love you Liam”. He opens his eyes, “you remember saying that?”. “Of course baby. I wasn’t really ‘drunk’ as you call it. I remember everything”. He looks at me slightly surprised. “You do? You were umm… slightly out of character”. Blushing, I bury my face in his chest. “It felt good”. He lets out a relieved giggle. “I felt a little bad participating because I thought you were wasted”. He’s such a sweetheart. “I will admit, I am quite thirsty. Do you have any glasses up here”. He slides out the side of the bed, going to a small fridge by the TV area. I can’t help but watch him move. His naked form, making my mouth water slightly. He sees me watching him. “See anything you like my love?”. Hands me a bottle
Ruth’s POV Mom and I are making birthday breakfast, purposely delaying timewise since I know Emma and Liam are, well, “busy”. Gross. I definitely don’t want to think about him being intimate. I am happy for him though. He deserves this. And I like Emma, she is a sweetheart. I hear footsteps out in the dining room. “Finally”. Mom just looks at me and shakes her head. Breakfast is french toast with strawberries and whipped cream, sausage and mimosas. I eagerly head to the table with the champagne and juice. “Emma, you have to have one”. Liam’s arm is always protectively on her. It really is adorable. As she’s reaching to take one, Liam snides, “Ruth are you trying to make my fiancee a drunk?”. I snap up and look at him, he’s clearly embarrassed that he spilled the beans. “Holy crap!”. I grab Emma’s hand. I always knew grandma’s ring would go to his mate as is tradition. It was perfect on her finger. It perfectly matched her eyes. She politely extends her arm for m
Liam’s POV I hated that I had yelled at her like that. She scared the shit out of me. All I could imagine was her launching off the butte, out of control. Clearly she has more skill than that but I can’t risk her safety. “You need to apologize Liam”, Kalen scolds me. He’s never been one for rules or considerate of people’s feelings but he was right. We made our way back up to the room. Emma appeared slightly disappointed. Grabbing her shoulders, I turn her toward me. “Baby, I’m sorry I yelled at you. You were phenomenal, you really were. In normal circumstances I would be incredibly turned on by what you did but I have one of you. I would hate myself if I let you hurt herself on my watch”. She smiles at me which helps lick the wound I self inflicted. “I get it. I don’t know why I just took off like that. I guess it felt liberating”. I hug her, “how about this, we’ll practice in smaller spaces and when you’re ready I’ll let you rip?”. Her eyes light up. She really was
Aiden’s POV I smell another male wolf before I see Liam of the Broken Mt. pack stroll through the restaurant. I hate that kid, I smirk to my wolf. “Spoiled little shit”, Ranger retorts. My wolf and I usually agree on most everything. I am one of the rogues who has been working with Ezekiel and his crew for a few years now. I am meeting Ian, his younger brother here tonight to go over some business. I like this restaurant. Their whiskey is top shelf. “Say, Ian, doesn’t that Luna look an awful lot like the rogue bitch who escaped not too long ago?”. Ian turns in his chair and watches as the brunette beauty obliviously walk past us with her alpha. “Nah, that wolf had no hopes of becoming a luna. She was a dejected, sad little female. That luna is far too sophisticated”. I wasn’t too sure. I myself haven’t had a chance to ‘participate’ with her as Ezekiel used her mostly himself but there is something so familiar about those green eyes. Emma’s POV Dinner is ama
Liam’s POV “Who does that son of a bitch think he is Liam?”. Kalen is furious that a man physically blocked Emma in the hall and made her uncomfortable. There was something not right about that man. I made a mental note to phone the owner and retrieve a name for him. I could tell Emma was very uncomfortable around him but didn’t recognize him. “Do not let her leave the compound anymore Liam”. I couldn’t agree more with Kalen. This is not the time to be promenading through town. I was lost in my thoughts when Emma leans into my arm. My hand intertwines with hers. I kiss the back of her hand. What would we do if anything happened to her? It was bad enough that something had already happened before us but not on my watch. “Liam love, you seem awfully preoccupied”. I didn’t realize our mate was watching us. “Sorry baby, just thinking about nonsense”. I lean back into the seat and wrap my arms around her, pulling her into my arms. She giggles which releases any extra
Emma’s POV I had something special planned for Liam’s birthday present. Earlier that day, I stole a can of whipped cream and some chocolate syrup from the kitchen and put it in our mini fridge. I also had purchased a set of lingerie when Grace and I went shopping, which was sort of embarrassing. I asked him to unzip me and as he went to take my dress off, I stepped back. “No birthday boy, you have to wait. Over there please”. He looks intrigued and does as he’s told. I go into the bathroom, coming out in ‘the outfit’. It is a corset type top, black with matching panties and stockings. I had let my hair down to accentuate the look I was going for. “Holy fuck Emma”. His jaw drops. I walk over to him. He grabs me by my ass and pulls me onto his lap on the couch. We instantly start making out, quite intensely. I slowly start unbuttoning his long sleeve shirt. I take that off and his under shirt. That just leaves his pants. I stand up, pulling him up with me and I tu
“Here kitty, kitty kitty”. I open my eyes as best I can and see that vile creature Ezekiel, as I’ve heard him called, heading for my cage. I can’t run or hide anywhere. I just try to make myself as small as humanly possible. What could he possibly want now? Just a few hours ago he was with us. He has a long leather whip in his hand and trails it along the bars making me shiver. It is below freezing outside and I have nothing but this thin blanket. He swings the door open and goes to grab for my hair. I wake up screaming, drenched in sweat. I shoot up to a sitting position to hug my knees. Liam jolts to attention, “baby, shhh… it’s okay. You had a nightmare”. He starts gently rubbing my back when he feels the scars. Tears begin rolling down my face silently. “It wasn’t just a nightmare Liam, I was reliving hell”. I could feel him examining the scars that he’d somehow never noticed before. I feel him shift up so he’s leaning back against the headboard and gently pulls me into
“Morgan, I am honored that you chose me as your human… host, as it were. But why me?”. Our eyes close and I’m transported back to a petrified me, back in the woods. I was on the brink of death, bleeding faster than I could recover between beatings. A calmness comes over my face, leaning my head back. “You were ready to die and did not fear your fate but you would not give them the satisfaction of making it too easy. Your spirit, your rigor… you are me in human form my love”. Liam and Lee are watching as we communicate internally. “What is she saying, what is Emma saying?”. “Emma is an exceptional warrior, all on her own. She wanted to know why I chose her. I showed her. Nothing breaks her spirit, her resolve. This cannot be taught or captured”. I felt a pang of love at her words. I cannot believe the goddess of battle chose me. Turning to face Liam, “let Kalen come forward”. Liam thinks for a second before his eyes change to their black stones. “There you are my love”.