Alpha James’s POVMy mother rushed to my side as I was still on my knees, clutching the damning DNA results. Grasping my hands, she urged me to rise."It's not your fault, son," she soothed, her voice soft. "Your wolf felt that way because you didn't believe the child was yours in the first place. But now you know the truth, this is your heir, your legacy."Swallowing hard, I nodded mutely, forcing myself to my feet. "I... I need to get ready," I mumbled, already turning towards the stairs.As I climbed, Davin's voice echoed in my mind, extremely bitter. "What are you going to do about Carol now? You fool, you should have kept your promise to Emily!""Shut up," I hissed, pressing a palm to my temple. "I don't want to hear your hateful nonsense, sometimes I regret having you as my wolf."Davin's growl reverberated through my head. "I am a part of you, whether you like it or not. And I won't let you forget the betrayal you have committed."Before I could reply, Nicholas's voice reached
Alpha James’s POVMichael stepped forward, gripping my arm and whispering urgently. "Brother, I beg you, don't provoke him. He is far too dangerous, and besides, you didn’t believe the child was yours in the first place, just let him take them away."I tugged my hand free, glaring at him. "I'm no coward, this is my pack, I won't tremble in the face of anyone."Marcus's deep, rumbling voice cut in. "Your brother speaks wisely, Alpha James. You'd do well to heed his advice."Narrowing my eyes, I barked an order to my warriors. "Seize him. Throw this trespasser out of my packhouse."The warriors hesitated, exchanging wary glances, as if they were scared of Marcus.Marcus simply chuckled, shaking his head. "I won't fight you, boy," he drawled, his tone mocking. "But you'd be wise to step aside, in case you embarrass yourself in front of your pack."I followed his gaze, taking in the fearful, trembling expressions of my pack members. Gritting my teeth, I signaled my warriors to stand down.
Emily’s POVI was utterly exhausted, both physically and emotionally. The constant rollercoaster of being with Alpha James had worn me down, leaving me feeling used and discarded. No more, I was done being treated like trash, just because I had fallen hopelessly in love with him.As I stumbled through the corridors, a concerned warrior approached. "Miss Emily, are you okay? You don’t look so good." he inquired.I forced a smile, waving him off. "I'm fine. It's not like I'm your Luna or anything, just ignore me." The warrior's brow furrowed in confusion, but I brushed past him, making a beeline for my room.The alcohol burned hot in my veins, my vision blurring as I staggered down the hall. All I wanted was to get out of this wretched place, away from James and his insufferable games. I couldn't bear the thought of spending another night in this cursed packhouse.Reaching my door, I grasped the handle, only to have a hand shoot out, preventing me from closing it. James's voice rang out
Alpha James’s POVA persistent voice calling my name slowly dragged me from the hazy depths of sleep. As my eyes fluttered open, I was met with the familiar sight of Emily's door, my back resting uncomfortably against the hard floor."Alpha? What are you doing here?"Glancing up, I found Nicholas looking down at me, his brow furrowed in concern. "You could catch a cold sleeping out here, why didn’t you go to your room? If your mother finds out about this, she will blame me for not taking proper care of you."He extended a hand, and I accepted it gratefully, grunting as I pulled myself to my feet. My body ached from the hard surface, a proof of how deeply I must have been lost in my thoughts to have fallen asleep in such an exposed place."According to your schedules, you have a meeting with the elders this morning," Nicholas continued, "To discuss the result of the security project you suggested."I frowned, waving a dismissive hand. "Tell them it can wait. I need to speak with Braveh
Emily’s POV"I'm your daughter, for goodness sake!" I cried, standing outside the gigantic gates of my father's mansion, because his stupid guards had refused to let me in.The thudding sound of my luggage hitting the ground drew my gaze upwards, where my father now stood. A look of pure hatred spread across his face. With no remorse, he sent my belongings falling onto the dirt at my feet, the clothes scattering all over the place.Tears streamed down my face as I stared up at him, my heart clenching. This was the last place I had left to turn, and he was casting me out just like the last time. "I know you don’t like me, but don't you care that I have nowhere else to go?" I pleaded.My father's lips curled into a scoff. "Shit, you can’t possibly be thinking that you have a right to live here, right?" he inquired. "The rumors of my father's will leaving half his wealth to you are just groundless rumors. And because of you, something terrible happened to Jessica, just because you were
Alpha Michael’s POVFive years, had passed. That was how long it had been since Emily had vanished from our lives, leaving a gaping void that nothing could fill. My brother had become a mere ghost inside his pack, existing only in the confines of his room, unable to face the world that had taken her from us.While I obediently ruled in his position, I wallowed in my self-imposed exile. My wolf's constant lamentations echo in my mind. I wish Emily was also my mate. But today, as my mother approached me, I forced myself to straighten to meet her gaze. In her hands, she held a decorative golden mask adorned with delicate feathers."My son," she murmured, leaning in to secure the mask over my face. "I have prayed for days and fasted, hoping you would find your mate soon. I'm tired of seeing you and your brother hurt over that... that heartless bitch who dared abandon you."A laugh escaped my lips, and I watched as she adjusted the mask, a dry smile playing on my lips. "Don't worry, Mother
Alpha Michael's POVWhen my mate refused to reveal the identity of her captor, I shook my head, shifting my grip on her so that I could better see her face."Since you don't want to talk to me, may I at least know your name?" I asked gently, eager to establish some form of connection."Um, Jasmine," she murmured, her words barely audible."Jasmine," I repeated, testing the name on my tongue. "What a beautiful name, it really suits you, you have the face and everything." Slowly, I reached up to brush another stray lock of hair from her delicate face, but she flinched away, her entire body trembling in fear.My heart clenched—clearly, she was terrified, and I cursed myself for moving too quickly. As her mate, I should be a source of comfort, not fear. Carefully, I took hold of her wrist, tugging her towards the entrance of the garage. "Come, let's go inside," I urged, my tone soft. "You don't have to tell me who did this, if you don't want to, all you have to do is point them out witho
Alpha Michael’s POVI stood in the family garden, Jasmine's delicate hand clasped in my own. The gentle breeze played with her chestnut locks, and I marveled at her ethereal beauty, my heart swelling with the knowledge that she was mine.But the joy I felt was short-lived, for she turned to me, tears streaming down her flawless face. "Alpha Michael, I told you, didn’t I? We can't be together, you should have just left me in the trunk where you found me," she whispered, pain slicing her face.I tightened my grip on her hand, unwilling to let her go. "I don't care," I insisted. "I will buy you back from that bastard or throw him in the dungeon myself. I will do anything, Jaz. You are mine."She shook her head slowly, her hair falling over her face. "It doesn't matter. We can't be together, I’m sorry…" Her voice trailed off, and her body began to disappear, scattering like mist before my eyes."No!" I cried, desperately reaching for her hand. "Jaz, don't leave me!" But she was gone, vani