Emily’s POVI couldn't control the steady stream of tears that fell down my cheeks as Robert encircled me in a comforting hug. I stood before my grandfather's freshly dug grave, the cold October wind whipping through the funeral hall as mourners gathered behind me.So many unfamiliar faces had come to pay their respects, yet my focus remained fixed only on the ornate casket that held my beloved grandfather's earthly remains. I remembered the last time he had hired bodyguards to protect me from Robert and couldn't help but wonder what had become of them.My grandfather had been the father I had never truly known, the one who had scolded my own father for cruelly chasing me out, who had showered me with affection and sympathy. It was that very favoritism that had driven the block between us, my father's hatred decaying like a poison.Robert's hand gently guided me as I placed the bouquet of lily-of-the-valley, my grandfather's favorite flowers, on top the casket. I tried to pull away, d
Emily’s POVFour days had passed since I had come running back to the Demontail Packhouse, my heart's only desire to reunite with my beloved James. And now, I found myself pacing anxiously outside the private clinic room, my fingers wringing together as I expected news of Winston's condition.The surgery had been underway for hours, and my legs ached from the endless watch. Sinking to my knees, I stared at the wooden door, silently willing it to open to bring me news of my son's wellbeing.The soft fall of footsteps had me glancing up, and I felt my breath catch in my throat as James approached, his warm gaze finding mine. Wordlessly, he dropped down beside me, wrapping a comforting arm around my shoulders and pressing a tender kiss to my cheek."How is the surgery going?" he murmured, his voice filled with concern.I shook my head helplessly. "I don't know yet, but I can't think straight."Giving my hand a reassuring squeeze, James met my gaze steadily. "Our son is going to be alrigh
Emily’s POV"Now it's your turn to have fun," James said as he guided me to the bed and made me lay down on the bed on my back.My mate came on top of me and started kissing, pushing his tongue as far as it would go into my mouth while rubbing his hand all over my tits with his hand. With him on top of me, my breasts and nipples rubbed against his hard chest as their hands worked up and down my naked body. James moved his head down my body, licking at my breasts, sucking my nipples, and nibbling at my stomach and torso as he lowered down between my legs. He pulled me to the edge of the bed as he got on his knees with his face between my legs, then held the waistband of my panties and pulled them down from my waist.I arched my back off the bed so he could slide my panties off my waist and out of my legs. He took a hold of my leg and placed it on his shoulder, with my flower exposed to his view. I blushed sheepishly, knowing he could see my wet pussy.I gasped, and my whole body tense
Emily’s POVThree months had passed since that fateful night, and as I sat before the decorative dressing mirror, my heart raced with a combination of excitement and anxiety. Sarah and Mrs. Blackwood hovered around me, meticulously arranging my veil and fussing over the details of my gown."You are stressing me out, you two!" I huffed, rolling my eyes. "The maids could have finished this just fine, but no, you had to step in."Sarah hissed, gently smoothing the delicate lace. "Nonsense! I promised I would help with your wedding prep, and I'm not backing down now." Her warm smile was a far cry from the cold indifference she had once shown me. "After all, I have been your mother since middle school, Emmy."I had to fight back the tears that threatened to spill, staining my carefully applied makeup. I had promised myself I wouldn't cry today, this was my moment to beam with joy as I walked down the aisle to my beloved James.A soft knock at the door announced a new arrival, and I looked
Emily’s POVI arrived at Westbrook International Airport on a hot, humid evening, dragging my luggage through the sweltering heat. After two years away in the Duskfall Pack, I was finally back home. As I made my way to the parking lot, the weight of my suitcases seemed to grow with each step and sweat beaded on my forehead.Dressed in a floral top and denim shorts, I scanned the crowded lot for any sign of my best friend Sarah. But there was no one. I figure my own family wouldn't bother to pick me up either. With a sigh, I set down my luggage, about to call Sarah, when a sleek red car pulled up in front of me. Assuming it must be her, I opened the door and climbed inside, relief crashing over me as the cool air conditioning enveloped me.“You are right on time,” I breathed, settling my bags at my feet.But as I turned to greet my friend, I was met with a deep, masculine voice that most certainly did not belong to Sarah.“Who are you?”My heart plummeted as I locked eyes with the spea
Emily’s POVI groaned, burying my face in my hands. “You have no idea,” I muttered, already dreading the inevitable barrage of questions from her. Sarah chuckled, giving me a playful nudge. “Spill the beans, girl! Did you finally move on from that ex of yours with some new he-wolf?”“I wish,” I mumbled. “No, I accidentally got into the wrong car at the airport and almost got injured by a huge dog.”Sarah's eyes widened in shock. “You what? Oh my god, Emmy, are you alright?” She reached over to inspect my head, where a small bump was starting to form from the car door incident.“I'm fine, I'm fine,” I assured her, waving her off. “It was just... really embarrassing.” I shuddered, remembering the intensity of Alpha James' cool gaze and the teasing jabs from his younger brother.Before Sarah could interrogate me further, she pulled the car into the familiar garage of the Parker family mansion. As she stopped the engine, she turned to me, her expression somber.“Em, I have to tell you so
Emily’s POVBefore I could even consider walking away, the sound of hurried footsteps filled the corridor. My stepmother, Linda, and my father, Mr. Parker, rushed to the scene, their faces twisted with concern.Jessica looked up at them, her eyes brimming with crocodile tears. "Father, Emily hit me!" she cried, her voice trembling. "She just kept slapping me, over and over again!"Linda immediately rushed to Jessica's side, fussing over her swollen cheek. "Oh, my darling daughter!" she cooed, tossing a venomous glare in my direction. "How dare you attack her the moment you set foot in this house?"I stood my ground, my arms folded across my chest. "I won't deny it," I said boldly. "I slapped Jessica, and I won't hesitate to do it again."I fixed Linda with a pointed stare. "After all, she did seduce my fiancé. And your inability to discipline your own daughter properly has turned her into a homewrecker, just like you."Mr. Parker's face contorted with fury, and before I could even bra
Alpha Michael’s POVI let out a huff of exasperation as I stepped out of the car, the leash of our massive wolfhound, Conan, clutched firmly in my hand. The guards in the courtyard immediately straightened, saluting us as James emerged from the vehicle.It had been years since he'd set foot in this place – the grand Blackwood mansion, the heart of our family's pack. And now, James was back to take his rightful place as Alpha, and also because our grandfather had been diagnosed with cancer.Conan let out a booming bark, straining against the leash and dragging me towards the mansion's entrance. I struggled to maintain my grip, glancing back at James, but his expression remained impassive as ever."Brother, help me!" I exclaimed, my face screwed up in exasperation. "Conan only listens to you, you know."But James merely shrugged, and I watched as the guards rushed to my aid, forcing the noisy wolfhound from my grasp, but it was useless. Conan pulled me into the house, making a beeline f