This isn't the first time I would climb through her window like a thief in the night, but tonight felt different. Desperate. Like every cell in my body was screaming for her touch, her comfort, her everything.I'm not sure if I'll really get the comfort I want from her, but I need to try. After witnessing that huge massacre and holding Kael's body in my arms, she's the only one that can give me relief and stop this pain.My hands gripped the familiar windowsill as I hoisted myself up, my muscles straining against the weight of every pain.The moment my feet connected to the ground of her bedroom, Emma quickly pushed past me and shut the window, yanking the curtain down as well.Why is she this paranoid?Am I that embarrassing to be seen with her?I leaned against her dressing mirror as I watched her moving around the room. She also quickly rushed to flick the lock door.My eyes roamed over her as she parade the room and I noticed she's still wearing that black off-shoulder dress that
I flopped back onto my bed and stared at the ceiling, my mind spinning with different thoughts, all of them tangled up together like a ball of yarn that had been dropped and kicked around.What if what Alex was saying weren't really rumors? What if they were actually true?As I lay there, my mind went back to everything Grandfather had said: “Did your mother never teach you anything?”“A lot of things. About your heritage. About us? How you can communicate with someone even when they are far away?”“She must have hated me so much to raise you like this. Your scent is even different. You smell more like a stranger than family.”“But I am grateful you ran away from her early, before she ruined you completely for me.”“And I will be back to demand answers about my daughter’s death from your Alpha. Because you both don’t expect me to believe she died from an ordinary heartbroken sickness—not when you know what runs in my bloodline.”I remembered all those words one by one, turning them
"I have no idea what he's talking about," my father said, his voice tight with frustration."But you heard what he said, so how can you say you don't know anything about it?" I pressed, following him as he started pacing around the living room like a caged wolf."Emma, for goodness sake, you know how that man is." My father's voice was getting sharper with each word. "Of course he'll try to cause trouble with your mother's death. He's always been bitter about our family, about me. He has held grudges for longer than you've been alive.”He kept walking around the house in circles, and I kept following him like a lost puppy while Alex just watched the two of us from the couch, his eyes darting between us like he was watching some intense tennis match."That still doesn't make what he said okay," I said, my voice getting stronger as my frustration built up inside me like a pressure cooker about to explode. "He said something about how you're also aware of our bloodline and... and that my
Grandfather let out a heavy breath.“She must have hated me so much to raise you like this. Your scent is even different. You smell more like a stranger than family.”“What?” I asked, my eyes widened.“But I am grateful you ran away from her early, before she ruined you completely for me.”Ruin me?Why will Mom ruin me?“I don't understand what you’re talking about.”I looked up at him, and he looked back at me for a moment with a small smile before patting my hand.“Don’t worry, you’ll soon know.”Then he began to walk off, while I stood still, watching him, trying to make sense of everything he had just said.I didn’t understand any of it.When we stepped outside the hall, we walked together toward the cemetery. People were still lingering around, whispering about what had happened during the funeral. But when they saw Grandfather, all whispers died and many of them bowed their heads respectfully.He was a living legend, after all.Who didn’t know him?And with him being here, it wo
The silence in the empty hall felt heavier than all the chaos that had just happened minutes ago.Sitting alone, I stared at the spot where Mom’s casket had been, wondering if she could ever forgive me for making her funeral a mess and also wondering if I should have felt satisfied with what I had just done.But I wasn't satisfied. Not really.Because even though I had exposed Amaya’s evil heart to everyone, it still didn’t prove my innocence. They still didn’t know the truth about what she had done to me.But I’m still happy that I managed to make people see her real face. Finally, after all these years of watching her act like an angel from above, everyone has now seen the monster hiding behind that pretty face.I still remember yesterday when I got home and told my father and Alex about everything that happened. Others might not believe but those two are the only ones who believe me.My father was happy but also grateful that I came back alive. Alex wanted to barge into Darrell’s h
My eyes found Darrell where he was sitting, and the sight of the expression on his face made my stomach drop to my toes. His face was twisted in this awful mix of shock and disgust, like he was seeing me for the first time and absolutely hating what he saw.My heart started hammering against my ribs so hard I thought it might actually burst right out of my chest.I am scared because I know that all it's going to take is one command… just one command from him, and I’m done for.“You don't believe this, do you?” I asked him through the mind link.“You don't owe me anything, Amaya. You owe them. So quit staring at me like a lost puppy and face them.”He leaned back against his seat and crossed his arms, looking at me like I was some criminal on trial. Which, okay, technically I was, but still…Okay, it's fine. Since that’s what you want.I tore my gaze away from his cold stare and looked out at the sea of faces, trying so hard to keep my composure calm.I did nothing wrong.And even if I