LOGIN(Lucian’s POV)Scared little rabbit indeed.Aeron allowed me to listen in on their conversation before I force myself to focus on the hell that waits for me in my office. I want nothing more than to ignore my responsibilities and just go interrogate my little rabbit, especially with what’s been revealed. I watch the numbers go up, listening to every word they say until the elevator doors open.I push the conversation to the background. It’s still there, but I have to be on my toes when it comes to my father and Duke Haven. Her reaction to my father adds to my aggravation of having to entertain them. Her resemblance to a little rabbit is uncanny. Whenever I’m around a rabbit shifter, they react the same way. Skittish. Scared. Always looking for an escape.The moment the elevator doors open, my father is sitting behind my desk. Duke at least has the courtesy not to infuriate me. He’s sitting in the chair facing my desk. The moment he sees me, he instantly jumps to his feet and bows his
(Emi’s POV)The moment the SUV parks, I’m ushered to another vehicle. Lucian is tense and agitated, but I know it’s not at me. The moment the SUV passed into the city, I felt a change in Lucian. Before, there was just sadness, but the further away we got, the more Lucian transitioned back to the Alpha King. Something’s brewing inside of him and he’s not sharing what’s on his mind. I don’t know why I feel upset about it, but irrationally, I do. He doesn’t even say anything to me when I’m being led away by Aeron.I can’t stop the hurt from cracking through my chest. What’s going on?The door shuts behind me when I get into another SUV. I watch Lucian as he barely sends a look in my direction before he walks towards the elevator bay. No kiss goodbye. No words. No nothing. I don’t know what to make of it.Before I fell asleep on his chest, he was whispering that he’d take care of me no matter what. Now he’s trying to get away from me as fast as he possibly can. Tears prick the back of my
(Emi's POV) Under the moonlight, everything seems so enchanting. It feels like fate and destiny are beautiful concepts. It’s the first time I got to see Lucian’s wolf and he got to see mine. It had been so long since I set myself free and just gave into the freedom.Seeing and feeling Lucian come alive as we chased one another across his territory, it’s something that I never thought I’d ever witness or feel. He’s always seems to refined and reserved, but when he’s out here, he’s so carefree and at ease.‘Come with me,’ he whispers into my mind and I follow without hesitation.All the places he’s shown me are beautiful treasured memories that I’ll store in my heart. Places I’ll dream about when I’m in the city. Places I’ll wish to escape to. What’s one more place to add to the list?His large majestic work with glowing green eyes peers at me, waiting for a reaction. Whatever he sees in my eyes he approves, because we continue racing up the mountainside. We are deep in the forest outs
(Lucian’s POV)I hate that my time here is coming to an end. Just when the ice around Emi begins to thaw, we are forced to return to real life. Once upon a time, this was real life, tending to the pack house and our grounds. Now, it’s become a battlefield of real estate and property to ensure power, at least that’s the illusion of it.Mom wanted me to grow up here. She wanted me to have freedom, the forest, and fresh air. Father wanted to take the wolf out of forest, but my souls yearns for this. I watch my mate warm up to Mom and it causes my entire soul to ache, because I know I’m not the only one that would feel at home here.What would Emi do if I resisted my father’s footsteps and abandon his thriving empire to resurrect a way of life that existed beyond the modern cities of today? Would she hate me for forcing her away from everything she built? Would she hate me for wanting to raise our children the way my mom wanted to raise me?I want my mom to hold her grandchildren and be a
(Emi’s POV)The delicious smell makes my mouth water. I forget about how strange it is for people to bow and curtsey to me. I forget how I panic when people address me as Luna. I forget how my anxiety was bubbling to the surface. Instead, I focus on the yumminess wafting around me.“When I was a kid, she spoiled me,” Lucian chuckles before breathing in deeply. “Damn, I miss her cooking so much when I’m forced to be in the city.”I frown, wondering who this ’she’ is. We walk into the large hall where there’s a few familiar faces. They’re seated at the end of the gigantic cherry wood table with a lacy runner with a beautiful woman gracefully setting down dishes on pot holders. The moment familiar pale green eyes meet mine instantly and the truth stares straight back at me. Lucian might be the spitting image of his father… except he inherited her eyes and her eye shape.It makes all the difference, because he doesn’t hold the same malice and contempt that his father’s dark eyes hold. No,
(Lucian’s POV)Our heats have subsided.My head is finally clear. Her claim marks me as hers itches. The ache of it anchors me. My claim on her brings both satisfaction and calmness. My body answered her plea and I satisfied both of our hunger.As I watch her from where I stand by the window overlooking the sprawling lands of the pack house, there’s a deep sense of feeling at peace finally. This is where I want to be and not in the towering city. Sadness seeps in, because I know both our lives are there in a world that shreds our souls.I miss the wilderness and the woods.When my father was Alpha, I stayed with my mother at the pack house. My father enjoyed the city and the lifestyle it provided. My mother suffered from his infidelity. I watched her suffering since I was a young boy. I heard her screams of pain and witnessed her tears.She never strayed once from him.He fucked other women regularly just to show her that she had no control over him. When I was thirteen and had return







