A few hours later, the battle ended, and the pack activity returned to normal. It didn't even look as though anything of such had happened. Maybe they could easily recover fast from a tragedy. From where she stayed, looking out from the window, she saw the members picking the piece of what was left of the brief battle.She didn't see Damien or even Roy. If it were in her former pack, Vincent would definitely be walking around declaring and boasting how he had singlehandedly fought and drove the enemies away.He was that prideful. Even when it was obvious that he barely raised a hand in fighting, he'd lie, and no one dare say a word against him.This pack was different. She needn't be told. Ever since she stepped in yesterday, she had seen the difference. From the atmosphere and the way the members interacted."What now?" Emberlynn asked. Betsy was still moving around the room, putting things in place.It wasn't as if the room needed to be cleaned in the first place. It was already cle

It was evening, and Roy had left, but after promising to finish the stroll tomorrow. Also, Emberlynn was right; he had used the rest of the day to avoid answering her questions.Even though she had seen a lot of places in the pack house, he had told her, it was merely just a fraction he had taken her to. That made Emberlynn wonder how huge the pack house actually was.Emberlynn looked around the pack's courtyard; she was sitting on a bench strategically placed under a tall, ancient oak tree in the center.It was her first time being here as well, and she wondered if it was off-limit, and maybe she could get in trouble for coming to a place as secluded as this. She had sighted the courtyard while Roy was busy talking about the intrigue of the training center, and she didn't have the time to ask him.Again, she was glad she hadn't asked him because he would definitely have been against it. Just like the door he had stopped her from touching in the training center, much less a place that

Emberlynn groaned, falling back to the bed, her eyes wandering to the white ceiling above before trailing to the open windows.The soft breeze gently brushed against the curtains, causing them to sway ever so slightly. Emberlynn closed her eyes, letting the tranquility of the moment wash over her.Little Wolf.Her eyes snapped open as she heard Damien's deep, husky voice in her head. She groaned again, turning about on the bed.She had managed to escape Damien, or she'd say he had let her escape. After the threat he had issued that if she betrayed him, he would kill her. However, he had said that indirectly, she understood the meaning.Emberlynn wondered what reasons she would ever have to betray him in the first place.Although she hadn't accepted to be his mate, she doubted her opinion mattered at this point. He had brought her to his pack to mate with her. Aside from the attraction between them, Emberlynn was well aware of the mate bond.She didn't have a wolf to confirm it, but sh

Touching the pin on her hair, Emberlynn turned to Betsy as she swatted her hand."You are going to ruin it!" Betsy scolded.That was precisely what Emberlynn desired to do. She wished to ruin the hair, wipe the subtle makeup on her face, and slip out of the dress she had been forced to wear.The dress was modest and, at the same time, not so modest. She wondered if Damien had chosen it or if it was Betsy's doing, as she was the one in charge of her wardrobe now.Emberlynn wasn't made to pick a cloth for herself; Betsy did all that, and when asked, Betsy said the Luna wasn't allowed to do such a thing.Perhaps it was a good thing as she knew little to nothing about fashion; worse was she had yet to understand the styles of the pack house.But she'd have very much preferred to choose her clothes rather than let someone do that for her.The neckline of the dress revealed more than she'd have wanted it to. Part of her breasts were on display, and she imagined Damien berating her for showi

She didn't thank him for the necklace, Emberlynn realized. She had left soon after the announcement was made because Damien mentioned the ceremony taking place during the evening.Emberlynn sighed. Everything was going too fast. It wasn't like she had anticipated. She didn't imagine coming to the pack and, after two days, getting mated to an alpha she barely knew.She had tried convincing herself it was the goddess' wish, but each time, a nagging feeling throbbed at her heart.She didn't know what exactly her heart was trying to say to her, but she knew it couldn't be good."Am I changing out of this dress?" she asked Betsy as she breezed into the room.She was carrying a large, brown, plain box in her hands, and Emberlynn raised her brows, looking at her with curiosity in her eyes."Yes, yes," Betsy nodded, her eyes flashing with excitement. She peeled the scotch tape on the box, and she gasped as soon as she opened it."This is amazing," she cried out, looking at Emberlynn."What's