What was he saying? He can't have kids? “What do you mean you can't sire kids?” I asked, wanting to be sure that I had heard rightly.“I had a vasectomy done two years ago. After countless tries, I decided I was going to adopt a kid, and had a vasectomy. I stopped having sex with Emma, since the past two years, except a month ago. And if I had a vasectomy, I can't have children.” He answered. “So it's either of these two things. Either Emma is lying about being pregnant just to get rid of Emily, or she is pregnant by another man.” I said and Daniel nodded.I ran my hands through my hair. This was a lot to take in. It was very obvious that Emma felt threatened by the fact that Emily was here and she had kids. But it was on a much more different level if she was faking a pregnancy and a miscarriage just to get Emily out of the way.Emily was too much in danger. “Father says he has evidence against Emily. He has a witness. Is there no CCTV in the pack’s house?” I asked and he shook h

I watched as Emma left the house that night, but I didn’t bother to follow her. Following her right now, was the least of my worries. All I needed was some kind of evidence to show that Emily was in fact not guilty. Ensuring that she had entered her car and she had driven off, I snuck into her bedroom to do a bit of my own investigation.The room was neatly arranged. I sought to look into her wardrobe, see if there was anything I could find. Few minutes later, the door burst open and in walked Emma, slightly tipsy. I wondered where she had gone, that she was home so quickly. It wasn’t even up to thirty minutes, but she was back home, and totally wasted. “Daniel?” She called. I wanted to protest, but then decided against it.“Emma, what is wrong with you? How did you get this drunk? Where did you go?” I asked as she staggered, causing me to quickly hold her up, so she wouldn't fall.“You helped me? Nice.” She slurred and I rolled my eyes at her. She staggered again when I tried to

Shit, I almost got caught by that silly woman. I wiped the sweat that was on my forehead and walked into the kitchen. “Good morning, Father.” I greeted and Alpha Leonard looked over at me.“Good morning, my dearest. How are you today? Are you sure it's okay for you to go about? The doctor hasn’t cleared you yet.” He said, worry plastered all over his face. “Yes, yes. I am still in a bit of pain, and when the doctor comes later on, I will talk to him. But you know me, I hate sitting in bed. It's annoying.” I replied and he nodded.“Well then. Since the doctor will be coming in to check you, I have no issue with you being away from bed. But you need to take care of yourself.”“Very well. I will do as you say Father.” I answered and sat at the table, biting my finger in anxiety.That smart ass witch. How did she figure out that I might have known where she lived? Fuck.If she told Dylan and Daniel about this, I would be in serious trouble. I ran my hand through my hair.“Are you alrigh

“Just because you are insecure and you lose your confidence around me. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have gone to the extent of faking an attack, just to get me into Jail.” I retorted calmly, smiling to myself when she visibly flinched.“What are you talking about? I have no idea what you are saying.” Emma stuttered, bringing me to chuckle.I squinted my eyes and stared at her. “Of course, you never have an idea of what I am talking about. Wonder why Alpha Leonard had to marry Daniel off to a dumb twit like you. Tsk Tsk”She glared at me. “Bridle that tongue of yours or else-.” “Or else what, Emma? You will set me up for another heinous crime?” I blurted out in anger and she scoffed.“Do you have proof that you weren't the one behind my attack? Everything points to the fact that it is you.” She asked. “You and I know that I didn’t do it. You could just easily clear my name, while we look for the real culprit. Or maybe this is just a staged thing, just so you can get me in trouble with the

“Are you alright, Alpha?” My beta, Jamie asked and I sighed for the hundredth time this afternoon. I shook my head and looked at him.“I am worried, about Emily. I am worried about her being in that prison, and what she might do to herself while she is in there. Knowing fully well that she is innocent of the charges levelled against her, and she wouldn’t have even come back here to face all of these, if the kids had not disappeared.” I sighed again. I couldn't control it even if I tried. “Emily must be feeling down and upset, of course. But we are doing our best to find the truth.” He said and looked around before lowering his voice. “I do think that your wife, Emma, has something she is hiding. And that she might be doing this to persecute Emily, just because she feels insecure about Emily’s return.” He finished.“Dylan feels the same way. Because why did she choose that specific day, the day I had chosen to let everyone know that she and I would be getting a divorce, to announce he