로그인(Lucian’s POV)
It was never in the plans to tell Emi Moon that I’m her mate nor was it ever for me to act on it.
Four years ago, I stood outside the janitor’s closet, fighting back my instinct to go to her. I had seen what my good for nothing cousin and his little play thing had done to her. It wasn’t until she rushed by me, stumbling into the hallway that the truth struck me like lightning.
I followed her. This painful excruciating need to comfort her, mark her, claim her, and mate with her tore through me. I was so close to abandoning everything for her, but in the end, the weight of my responsibilities were and are just too great.
I had made promises that others relied on me keeping. There were things that need to be squared away before approaching her if I ever did. She wasn’t a part of my world. She wanted a simple life, a simple way of living.
As an Alpha King, nothing is simple about my life and I can’t offer her simplicity. The only thing I could do was make sure she lived her life comfortably and make both Spencer and Lysette suffer for humiliating her that night.
My plan to humiliate my cousin and his fiancée easily fell into my lap when she applied to be my personal assistant. For years, I videotaped Lysette using her feminine wiles on various clients. Lysette thought it would gain my trust, but it only cements what I already know about her. I thought it would be a nice gift for my cousin to watch his freshly claimed mate servicing other wolves at his own mating ceremony.
Everything was going well. It was going to plan. Until the one thing I didn’t count on was my mate bursting into my office and discovering out I’m her fated mate. The way her eyes flared with desire when her eyes first met mine before it died like a dying flame dwindled to ash.
When she ran from me, a fear laced with panic fueled me. The moment I looked straight into her eyes in the elevator and that pain reflecting in them I knew I couldn’t pretend anymore that I could stay away from her.
The secrets she tried to keep from me clawed at me. The way she backed away from me with unshed tears in her eyes as I tried to stop the elevator from closing burns into my mind, chest, and entire body. Those tears that managed to escape down her cheeks.
Now she knows the truth and it’s something that can no longer be ignored or avoided or hidden or even denied. We can no longer exist with our two worlds separated. The moment she collided into my world, there is no way I can let her return to hers now that she knows. For the first time, the wolf and predator in me finally feels alive and restless.
Emi thinks she can hide from me in my own city. I have eyes everywhere. I’m not a fool. She won’t listen to me right now. I don’t expect her to. She knows I was the one that walked away years ago. She’s not stupid. I knows she knows I have a fiancee.
I need to wait for the right time and right window of opportunity to confront her. I have ways of provoking her into coming out of hiding. She’ll come to me and I’ll let her think she’s winning this battle, but I’m an Alpha, I’m here to win the war.
My eyes slide from the elevator to my best friend, Adam Delacroix. He raises an eyebrow at me, wondering how I’m going up react to this turn of events. I glance down at the basket he’s holding in his hand, realizing it’s the basket Emi gives every time Adam does business check-ins with her.
“She developed a new mini cake line,” he tells me with a smirk as he hands me the basket. “It seems you were her muse even before she realized it. She made a tiramisu mini cake after I slipped up and told her your favorite dessert was tiramisu.”
Emi is talented. There’s no doubt about that. She is a mastermind baking up tasty treats. I may have provided the funds, but she’s the true heart and soul of her masterpieces. Those customers and profits are from her dedication and hardworking. She never stopped learning either. She would take more baking classes to learn more and develop her skills.
“I should probably find a way to thank her,” I tell him casually as if she hadn’t just escaped from me like a scared rabbit. “Shouldn’t I?”
He smirks, shrugging his shoulders. “Probably in your best interest and mine that you do. I’m not willingly to let go of my goodie basket, Lucian, so you better fix this.”
“That clause was in the business agreement, right?” I ask. Adam’s eyes light up, knowing exactly what I’m referring to. He nods his head. “I guess it’s time to come out of the shadows then.”
Adam chuckles, crossing his arms. “Her sister leaves for classes in the afternoons. She’ll be forced to be at her shop those times.” His eyes study me for a moment. “Are you ready for this? Nothing is squared away with the lovebirds yet. How exactly are you going to pursue her when you’re supposed to be courting Jasmine? The circumstances haven’t changed. You’re still stuck in the same boat as you were when you first scented her.”
It’s true. I’m still stuck in an impossible situation. I won’t deny that. It’s why I haven’t tried to approach her in the first place. My father has been hounding me for years to take Jasmine as my mate. With my public indecisiveness constantly on display, it’s given Jasmine and Southern Alpha King Cameron, their other best friend, time to figure out how to come together in spite of the bad blood between the Eastern territory and the Southern territory.
“It’s no longer an option to stay away,” I finally tell him, remembering her violet eyes filled with unshed tears. The moment she figured out the truth, I knew that there’s no other way around it. “Rejecting her isn’t an option. It never was. I watched her get destroyed twice — once by my cousin and the second by me. I don’t have it in me anymore to destroy what’s supposed to mine again and again.”
(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
(Emi’s POV)I awake to the softness of his lips against my skin and it sends shivers through my body. My hips instinctively press back against the thick hardness. My body shuts down my mind, shushing away any thoughts accept the only ones that matter.My body burns.It’s already on fire.“Fuck,” he hisses as his hands start to possessively roam around my body. I moan in appreciation and pleasure. It burns with absolute consent as my body chases after his touch. I want more, more than his hands touching me. I need more than that. He knows it. I know he needs more by how hard his dick is getting. Every time I flatten myself against his body, he growls and grinds it deep into my flesh. I know he wants to bury it deep inside me.“Little one, I’m barely holding on,” he rasps against my ear.I lick my lips. “Let go.”“Do you know what you’re saying?” he hisses. I feel his hand already traveling down over my stomach and between my thighs. His fingers plunge into me. “The moment it’s my dick
(Lucian’s POV)I know she can’t see me, but the moment she looks up in the camera and she says those words, there’s nothing that will stop me from getting to her. Not even her. She can take back those words right now, but I could care less.The look in her eyes.The pain and helplessness in them.The feeling of my own heat has been burning through my veins. Lysette has been dismissed. The public elevator to my office and floor has been disabled so nobody but people with access are allowed up.‘I need you go to pick up Emi at ‘Sylvie’s Sweets’. She’s in heat’, I tell Aeron. I shut my eyes breathing in and out, trying to calm myself down.Aeron’s voice immediately responds back: ‘In heat? Are you sure?’.‘Yes. I need you to take her to the pack house. Riley will take me there’, I mindlink.‘You’re in heat too?’ Aeron says in awe. ‘Okay, boss. I’ll get our Luna. I’ll mindlink Riley to get ready for you at the underground entrance’.I smirk, knowing this is the reason why Aeron’s my Beta
(Emi’s POV)Life continues even when everything has shattered like a fragile glass of red wine striking the hard floor. Irreparable shards — remnants of an ordinary life — scatters about crimson, soaking in like spilt blood. It’s hard to breathe, but I’m breathing in and out.Sylvie isn’t her bright, vivid self anymore. I don’t expect her to revert back fully either. Not until we’re safe from danger. I want to tell her we’re going to be fine, but life is unexpected. I might bake sweet things, but I don’t sugarcoat things like this. You can’t.“So he’s setting up an entire new identity for us in the Western Territory?” she repeats quietly as we eat breakfast at the crack of dawn. I couldn’t sleep last night. I’ve been a bundle of nerves. A part of me screams to just come clean to Lucian and trust the bond, but there’s a part of me that feels like my life’s not a fairytale. I won’t get the happy ending I crave.In the real world, wolves like him don’t even up with common folk like me
(Lucian’s POV)Emi’s cute if she thinks I’m going to buy her quick change of heart. Everything wasn’t moving too fast. Normally, fated unions are quick especially for werewolves. They’re quick and straight to the point. You either claim them or reject them. Some aren’t even that strong to prevent themselves from claiming their fated mate.I don’t argue with her though. I don’t call her out on it.There’s something she’s hiding from me and I’m going to find out the truth on way or the other. She’s going to tell me whether it’s after I find out or not. There will be no secrets.Everything is shouting at me to force her to submit to me, but she’s already looking for an escape and I don’t need to cause her any reason to shut down on me any further. At least she’s going to continue with the store location at the casino, it’ll give me a reason to stop in and coax her to spend the night.I’m in no position either to demand anything of her. I’m tied up with this whole predicament with Jasmine







