Saved By The Alpha King

Sighing, Emily looked over the papers that Miguel, the foreman for her family’s estate for the last thirty years, had given her again. Looking at numbers, Emily was beginning to have a bad feeling that her uncle had been lying about a lot of things. Several months ago Emily had asked her uncle to see the estate’s books due to some concerns. He did follow her dad’s example in the fact that they wrote everything down, and would die before using a computer or most forms of technology. Emily had thought that he was withdrawing an awful large amount of money, but the notes by the withdrawals did seem plausible. Looking at the figures again, Emily could easily see that the large amounts of money that he had pulled out of accounts to cover the cost of things needed around the estate is twenty times more than what was actually being given to the estate to help keep everything running. With these papers, Emily figured that roughly over four hundred thousand do

With her mind working and going through all of the information that she had just learned, Emily was a little startled when she opened the kitchen door and was quickly bombarded by one of the maids. “Oh, thank goodness you have returned Miss,” Mary dithered as Emily snuck in through the kitchen door. “Your uncle has been in a rage for the last two hours since you were not here to meet Lord Rotterford this afternoon. We were starting to worry that you had left permanently,” Mary said while ringing her hands.  “Don’t start with that again,” Lucy said, shaking her large wooden spoon at Mary and rolling her eyes. Lucy was the head cook, and she had always looked out for Emily. “Grab her jacket and hang it up in her room,” Lucy said, gesturing with the spoon. “I told you she was just hiding out till that horrible man was gone,” Lucy said as she turned back to stirring the pot that she had on the stove. “I

“I'm sorry sir,” Emily heard George, their old butler say. I have not been able to locate Miss Farrington.”“Well look harder! Do you have any idea what her stunt today could have cost me? I--”Emily quickly knocked and opened the study door to save poor George. He had been with their family since her father was a baby. He did not deserve to be berated for her little rebellion this morning. Looking toward the study door her uncle’s eyes quickly zeroed in on her. “Where the hell have you been? I have been looking for you for hours,” Emily’s uncle raged at her. “You were supposed to be here for lunch to meet your fiance!” Trying to rein in her temper, Emily replied in a calm manner, “I&rsqu

Emily looked at the screen on her phone again to check the time. It was now just a little after 2:00 in the morning. She knew her uncle would be back up in a few hours to get her, but she could not find the motivation to pack. Everything that happened yesterday and that her uncle said kept replaying in her mind. When he first locked her in her room she had cried from the shock, pain, and unfairness of it all. How had things gone so wrong?  Once she had collected herself she had raced to her cell phone to try to call for help, but of course her uncle had been smart enough to have the service turned off. She had no way of knowing when he had the service turned off on her phone since she had left it in her room all day yesterday while hiding out. He probably had it turned off when he realized she had left it in her room on purpose. Now her phone was nothing more than an expensive clock and music player.

Are you here yet?  Gabriel sent to Axel and Megan. He, Sara, and Marcus were just now coming up on the old witch clearing. They referred to that clearing by that name because centuries ago a coven of dark witches used to meet here and perform rituals that required sacrifices, typically human or some form of magical creature. The Witch's Council that came into power 500 or so years ago, had since outlawed the use of black magic. They had spells set to monitor if anyone uses black magic. If you were caught you could be stripped of your powers.  Yes. We will be there in three minutes. We got here a little early and did some scouting around Rotterford’s. We might have overheard something interesting. Megan replied.  Is it about Sebastian?