“So,” Dorothy fills in the silence of the room, “you said that you have some information for our case?”Emily looks at me. I say nothing, simply nodding, allowing her to take charge. I know that she wants to feel in control, to hold the reins of her life in her hands with no outside interference.“Y
LoganEmily and I sit inside of an empty conference room that is tucked away from the rest of the pack. Before we even entered inside of the room, I had Tony, my Beta, and one of the Delta's that I have assigned to protect Emily and myself to check the room for any listening or recording devices. On
Third PersonChloe enters the large restaurant, a designer bag hanging from the crook of her elbow, her hair, swinging back-and-forth with every single step that she takes, traveling deeper inside of the restaurant. Her eyes scan the area and she quickly finds her parents. She heads to the table and
“We deserve a day for ourselves,” he nods his head and turns back around, continuing to cook. He flips a pancake, revealing a burnt side. He slightly recoils at the sight, his eyes darting between me and the not-so fluffy pancake.“Do you have something planned for us?” I ask. My curiosity is piqued
EmilyI wake up the next morning, feeling lighter than air. It feels as if a weight has been lifted up and off of my shoulders, the paperwork that was anonymously delivered to me providing me the comfort in security I need to push forward against my old family.There is a new ignited hope inside of
LoganOutside, the wind howled like something wild was circling the estate. But inside, everything was still.Except me.Emily had gone to bed hours ago. I stayed behind, pouring over the letters and files she had let me see.Everything was spread across the table in carefully ordered stacks. Legal