EMY'S POV
I was already nodding before I could even think about it. I guess I would do pretty much anything to not be by myself in that room.
He led me to his own room and I admired how he walked with his head held high even as he smelled of alcohol. I had seen lots of other wolves misbehave and act out of character at just a small sip but the way the smell clung to him, it was obvious he took larger than a sip.
"Here we are!" He swung the door open and stepped aside. "My paradise!"
I tore my eyes from his smiley face and stepped into his room. "Woah!" I muttered with my jaw hanging loose at the bright room that was as large as mine if not larger. The decor in the room had bright colours, so did the walls and even the floor. It looked fluffy here unlike mine that felt like the walls had eyes.
I saw a huge glass at one end with fishes behind it. How he had managed to have a small part of the sea in his room was simply beautiful.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He asked and I turned to see he was sitting at the edge of the bed with his legs crossed and a light bottle with blue content in his hands. It was half filled. "Women love something fluffy and bright."
I wondered if that included me. How many women had he shown this place? I didn't want to delude myself that I was the first. Clearly, I wasn't. I wonder why I was having this line of thought already.
Focus Emy.
He was probably just being nice to me because of the contract. His part was actually to make me feel everything and right now, I was feeling pretty good about being here.
I wondered if he knew I had a hard time sleeping.
"Do you Uhm... Sleep here all by yourself?"
He took a swing from his drink before he nodded, "Why? You think I can't sleep alone?" He asked with a bright smile on his face.
Maybe it was the drink but that blush was making him look really cute. He was doing more justice to that face despite having two other replicas of it.
I shook my head, "Not that." I glanced around the room again and walked towards the glass where the small fishes were swimming slowly and minding their business.
I tapped the glass softly and watched as they jumped in my direction, swimming away from there to another direction.
Oh! I scared them.
"It's so big," I mumbled. "Don't you get scared of sleeping in this big room all by yourself? When you turn off the lights, you won't know if you're being watched," I nibbled on my bottom lip, pausing to think.
"And then you find out you're being watched but you don't know from what angle. What if your life gets stolen but you don't know because you dozed off, hmm?" I rambled on, mostly speaking out of my own fear.
I was going to have more than enough hard time sleeping in that room. There was definitely something there. Or maybe it was because I grew up sleeping with a large number of people around me. Sometimes in the open where the cold would howl so loudly and you'd have to huddle closer to the next shaking body to get some warmth.
Why was it suddenly so quiet?
I turned to see a frown on his face as he stared at me intensely.
Did he hear what I said? Oh goodness! I just openly called one of the most ruthless Alpha a coward to his hearing-
"What was that?" He asked in a low voice. I felt my heart drop and I staggered back, thinking of how to apologise for my rudeness-
A chill went through me as he suddenly burst out laughing. I watched his shoulder shake tremendously and his eyes water as he laughed.
"Who told you that you're not allowed to be so silly while staying sober?" He wiped the tears away from the corner of his eyes and for a moment, only for a moment, his face fell but he picked it up and wore back his smile.
What was that? I was sure I saw a flash of hurt in those jovial eyes. It was only for a brief second but I saw it.
"You're staring again," he said. "Come have a drink, will you?" He beckoned on me and my legs moved without my permission. "Sit." I dropped down beside him and he chuckled, "You're so obedient like a little puppy," the fascinating tone in his voice told me he didn't hate it.
Everyone liked a good puppy who listened. But 'puppy' was such a beautiful term that I didn't deserve. Everyone else referred to me as a good dog.
'Throw her a bone or two and she'd do anything,' I often heard them say, even to my face.
"Here," he handed me the drink and I accepted with both hands, careful not to drop it. I had no money to pay it back. I would only be beaten half to death.
I brought the drink closer to my nose and I inhaled the sweet coconut and chocolate scent. My mouth watered and I placed the tip on my lips before lifting it carefully-
The harsh taste hit my tongue and I took a mouthful, swallowing immediately because my cheek started to burn.
I blew raspberries, soiling my face and pushing the drink back in his hands. I had been fooled into thinking it would taste as sweet as it smelled.
Hunter laughed softly this time and I felt his hand on my cheek, wiping the corners of my mouth with a distant look on his face.
"You'll get used to it," he said with a distant smile but I shook my head and he chuckled a bit.
I never wanted that thing near me again!
"I've been thinking, how can you tell us apart? What's so different about our faces and our voices?" He stared right into my eyes. His gaze was soft and it wasn't demanding so I felt no pressure.
I had never been questioned or spoken to with such a look that said I actually had to answer and it would be heard.
"They say you have to be able to read everything and everyone to survive," I scratched a nonexistent itch at the back of my head, dropping my gaze to his thighs and pretending to pay attention to how dark his pants were. "Sorry."
"Why are you apologising?" He lifted my chin. "It's a good trait. Having a sharp eye can save you from a lot of things and can help you discern whether or not you should act."
I shook my head, "Oh no. That's not good in the Nightwalker Pack. You have to follow orders to survive. Reading people is just your personal curse because you can't avoid following the orders of a bad person."
"Hmm," his smile returned on his face. "Then I guess you see our contract as an order too, right?"
Surprisingly, I didn't. That was the first time I've had to make a choice for myself and I was still conflicted if I made the right choice.
I chose to live and look at what the package brought; three Alpha's to look after me and treat me like a queen but with a solid question as to why they were in dire need of a Luna, still hanging in the air and what they had installed for me.
"It must be hard following orders with no questions asked," Hunter sighed dreamily and he looked a little tired there.
I wondered if I could ask the questions I really wanted to ask. Alcohol also had a way of making someone spill the truth but something warned me against trying it with this Alpha. He seemed pretty much himself.
"Just like you're doing right here with us."
I blinked out of my shock and stared at his smiling face.
I could tell he knew something but could I really ask? What were the chances that he would tell me?
I had been taught that a wolfless Omega like myself was insignificant and even my voice was because the moon goddess wanted to hear me grunt my frustration.
It was best I kept my questions to myself. I had no plans to upset him.
Hunter fell back on the bed and after a while, I did the same, lying on my side and staring at him with fascinating eyes.
"Hopefully," he turned to me and offered his sweet smile again, this time, it didn't reach his eyes. "Hopefully, it doesn't turn out bad."
Emy's POVI could hear the forest and the wind too but my vision was blocked by a hand or a warm body, I couldn't tell but I could feel a beating heart. It was beating wild and ferociously.Was it mine or was it them? I couldn't tell.We were being chased but I didn't know who or what was chasing us. It was too dark to see.I felt a hand press against my head as if trying to hide me from the evil eye of the ones who were after us.Wake up! Wake up! I told myself. I knew this place. It was too familiar. I was having a nightmare again but the thing with this nightmare was that I never got used to the feeling.The fear that gripped me was like wearing a piece of clothing, only this time, I couldn't take it off-"E-my!"I jumped awake, panting as I looked around. The room looked unfamiliar for a moment but after a while I realised I was in my room.How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was lying on the bed with Hunter in his own room. So how did I get here?I placed a hand over
DYLAN'S POVI couldn't take my eyes off her nor could my brothers. Her actions had left us speechless but only for a little while. I knew that pose anywhere but now I wondered just who had taught her this-"Hunter," I narrowed my eyes at him and he hurriedly threw his arms up in surrender."I swear I'm innocent!" He said in defense. Well given the shock on his face too, I had no choice but to believe him."Emy-""Let me," I stopped Thorn before he could ask overly sensitive questions without even thinking. I didn't know life in the Nightwalker Pack was this bad. Actually I had never imagined it.If things were worse, why didn't the others just leave? Maybe it wasn't as easy as it sounded. I knew Alpha Jerry had a weird obsession with stepping on smaller packs and absorbing them but did the imbecile ever stop to think for a second if his pack members were living well?I got to my feet and I headed to her. She knelt there unmoving and refusing to even lift her head. She had clenched her
EMY'S POV Dylan left without another word and Kelly, who had been talkative a while ago, was suddenly quiet. I stared at my hands feeling uncomfortable because I could feel her gaze and I debated whether or not to lift my head. When I finally did, I was shocked to see her staring at me purposefully with her legs crossed and her hand on her cheek. She smiled brightly when we locked eyes. "How lucky you are to have three Alphas to yourself," she teased. "Are they your mates or was it love at first sight?" "Mates," I replied, giving off no body language that it was a lie. It was a good thing Thorn had mentioned it. I would've stupidly said I didn't know. "Sorry, if I'm making you uncomfortable," she apologised again. "We haven't had a Luna around here in- hmm," she quickly stopped herself before she whirled her chair around. "Let's get to why you stayed back, yes?" She picked up her notepad again. What was she going to say just now? It felt like she suddenly realised she was talking
EMY'S POV"A-A reward?" I blinked in shock. What could I possibly offer him for his time? I didn't have anything to give but I couldn't tell him that. What if he realised how useless I truly was and he and his brothers decided to toss me aside?My heart jumped in fear."Hmm," he turned his face away as he thought. "Maybe... Something nice, I guess." He turned to face me again. I could almost see myself in his orbs, " I don't know, you tell me-"Without thinking, I leaned forward, pressing my lips to his own in a quick peck on his lips.Hunter froze and his smile dropped. He blinked at me for a while and I worried whether I did something wrong.Wasn't that he meant by that?"Emy," he suddenly sighed and started to smile again. "You're going to put me in trouble. Who will believe I didn’t initiate the first kiss?" he rubbed his eyes but he didn’t sound mad. I found his drama amusing."Let's keep this between us, okay? Don't tell the others, hmm?" he silently begged and I nodded. He clas
DYLAN'S POVIt took a while before she took her eyes off Thorn with that solemn look on her face and I wondered what transpired between them. I could ask Thorn but I'm sure whatever he did, he probably didn't realise it."Did I come at a bad time?" I asked when I got to her and she sighed."No. I'm sorry. I spaced out," she admitted. How awfully truthful she was. A woman like her was not cut out to be a spy at all. What was Jerry thinking? Speaking of Jerry, I needed to have a meeting with my brothers about what to do to fix his attitude."Did you have a good day? I heard Hunter took you down to town," I took her hand and kissed it before leading her inside."It was alright," she answered in a quiet voice.I could tell there was more to what she wanted to say but she chose to use such simple terms instead. Emy was a woman of few words and somehow, I liked it. She only spoke when she was spoken to or when she saw it was necessary. But most times, it was the former. She acted like she w
EMY'S POVEarlier that evening....Dylan closed the door behind him and I finally let the dress slide down my chest. I had been holding it together since. Even when we had public baths with mixed gender, I had never been this shy before.Was it because I knew what I looked like? I may have a pretty face but I was all bones. He saw the scars too, and traced them with his fingers. Was he not disgusted? Everyone else who had seen it would laugh at me and point fingers. They knew I couldn't heal like they did.I had never cared about having smooth or flawless skin. The first instinct was to survive. The rest didn’t matter.I stepped out of my dress and walked to the large mirror on the dresser. I stared at myself, turning to my sides. I could count my ribs but somehow, I knew it wouldn't last. I was eating well these days. Soon, I'd look well fed like those maids and maybe, just maybe I'll look good by their side.I made my way to the bathroom and repeated what the maids did to the bathtu
EMY'S POV No one ever knew how to answer a question they didn't know about but after what happened a few minutes ago, I wish I had the answer to everything so it hurt me to say, "I... I don't know." "What do you mean?" He asked even when he sounded the least surprised. "I don't know if I have parents. The first memory I have is being in the MoonShadow Pack." "Wasn't that Pack swallowed up by Jerry?" He tried to remember. "It was." "So you've been alone ever since?" "Yes," was I supposed to add to that information? "I have no memories of my parents and no one ever came to claim me," I trailed off. The rest was pretty obvious from there. "Did you have any guardian, Emy?" He got to his feet just as a knock sounded on the door and he headed there. I wiped my eyes for any sign of tears before he returned holding a tray. He drew the chair closer and sat next to me. "You should eat," he said and started to feed me. I wondered what he thought too. Did he think I tried to kill myself?
THORN'S POV"Did you really think you could walk out from apologising to her?" Hunter barged into our study room. Was it still considered as barging in when the room belonged to all three of us?I stopped midway from pouring myself the third glass. Now what did they want? I put the drink down and Hunter snatched it from me. He glared and threw his face away before taking a sip."You shouldn't drink on an empty stomach," he said shortly after."I don’t know what you want from me," I turned away only to see Dylan come in."Oh it's nothing much, Thorn. Just don't act like a dick around her," he shrugged. "That would be nice."I didn’t think I was in the mood to hear this. I rubbed my forehead with a sigh, "Look, I blew up. Totally get it.""Nope. You're not gonna get out of this that easy," Hunter threw his arm around my shoulder from behind. "You have to look her in the face and say you're sorry.""What? Why does it have to be that way?" I frowned. "Can't I just smile and wave it off?"