Ember's POV The guards hesitated for just a brief second but almost immediately, I felt more than four hands grab my shirt and with one hard pull from all four, it ripped into shreds that couldn't be fixed. I gasped, trying to cover my body as the cold hit my bare skin, making the hairs on my skin rise. But my heat quickly replaced it, and once again, the crowd nearly went insane. Gasps echoed in the courtyard, my scent wafting out like a deadly wrong guy intoxicating poison.“Little bitch” Kaela sneered. “Don't take it as an honour that they are all petrified by your disgusting scent” I said nothing, just lowered my head as a single tear dropped down my cheeks. Then, without even giving me the chance to catch my breath, my skin was met by the first slash of the day across my back. I widened my eyes in shock and horror as fire tore through my body, my muscles aching like I was about to die. I bit down on my lips, hard enough to draw out more blood from the crack. I wasn't given
Ember's POV I was back to the dungeon once again, this time as my real self, Ember. The chains I was bound with dug into my skin, scraping my flesh off and this morning, the air seemed to be heavier and more intense than last night. My heart kept skipping a beat with each passing second, as though sensing that something dreadful was about to happen. Last night, I didn't sleep, not even the slightest wink, before the sun could even rise just a little bit, I had rushed back to the dungeon with Zane's help, removing my disguise as Ash and sat in the cold with just a thin fabric on my skin. I was still in heat, as I pressed my thighs closely together, I subconsciously jerked, my hunger couldn't fade, even when I tried to play calm. And even when I tried to take a deep breath, my breath shuddered, my body shaking. And just when i began feeling sleepy and was about to doze off, the dungeon's doors suddenly burst open with a loud thud, jolting me awake, back to consciousness. “Tsk….”
Ember's POV As we got to the pack house, the huge gates creaked open, giving us access to walk inside. It let out a low groan, almost like a beastly growl of metals rusted in time, the snow flakes cracking off it. My face was covered with my hood, my head lowered slightly, limping with each step I took. I was now disguised as Ash again, even when the injury on my ribs stung, I didn't make any sound, not even a whimper or flinch, didn't even blink but just bit down on my lower lips to stop the pain from building up. I walked behind Zane, his imposing height covering up my petite frame. And as we walked inside, the first face we bumped into was Kaela's, then Lucien emerged just behind her. And when they saw us, they stiffened, their faces turning pale like blood had dried up from their body. I peered through my lashes, I saw as Kaela widened her eyes in horror, as though she had seen a ghost, and Lucien cursed under his breath. “That…. that's not possible” I heard Kaela mutter unde
Ember's POV I couldn't sleep, I had been awake for what felt like an eternity even when Zane had told me to sleep. I couldn't get rid of the constant ache in my heart which seemed to have gotten worse. Sleep felt like a luxury I could not afford at this moment, not when my heat had kicked in again after months. My breath became heavy, the bed I laid on soaked in my own sweat, my thighs clenched as they came in contact with each other, my thin, cotton panties dripping in my own slick. Due to the sweat, my shirt clung to my skin, every curve of my body in full view and the air that slowly seeped through the cracked window did nothing to help, instead, they literally made my nipples erect and garden painfully. I got from the bed, my feet heavy, my body shivering lightly as I began to pace in the room to and fro. My heart pounded vigorously in my chest, the heat in my body rising even more intensely this time around. My wolf growled and howled under my skin, needy with fucking lost an
Ember's POV He said my name.Not Ash. Not even a question in his voice. Just Ember....like it had been sitting on his tongue all along, waiting to crawl out and slit my throat in the quiet.I didn’t sleep. Couldn’t.I laid on my side, blanket bunched at my hips, back stiff as iron, staring into the dark like it had answers. My name buzzed in my ears louder than the wind scraping the windows. Ember. Over and over.What did it mean?That he knew?That he’d known?That he was going to drag me back to Magnus by the fucking hair?I rolled over, slowly, eyes adjusting to the faint moonlight bleeding through the slats.He was on the bed. Still. Like he hadn’t moved since.Flat on his back. Arm draped over his eyes. Shirt half-ridden up, showing the stretch of scarred skin over his ribs. Legs slightly apart, boots still on, like sleep was something he didn’t trust either.I swallowed hard, every part of me taut and wired.Then I shifted toward him. Inch by inch.“If you’re going to kill me,”
Ember (As Ash) POvAll through the night, I could hardly sleep. In fact, I hardly slept at all. I just laid on the end, squeezed to a corner, my eyes wide open, hands folded to my chest, my brain racing with so many thoughts that literally made my head spin. But Zane on the other hand just breathed near me like he didn't care about anything, like he didn't care about the fact that we were in an almost decaying Inn. Finally, it was morning, the sunlight seeping through the cracks of the window, even the sunlight seemed exhausted, shining pale and almost thin. I sighed softly, then rolled on my back and felt Zane's spot now cold and empty. I frowned slightly, pushing my tired body upwards as I sat slowly, my ribs hurting badly, my muscles sore from being in one position for too long. And when I looked around the room, I found Zane standing just by the window. He folded his arms under his chest, his shoulders squared up stiffly, his jaws clenched tightly as though he was trying to