Alpha Drake
Seconds later, Emily decided to climb down the Oak tree, and the hunters were surprised by her presence.
Emily closes her eyes as the silver weapons reflect on her eyes, which slowly weaken her strength.
“Oh, what luck!” The Hunter in the black hat scoffed and laughed sardonically. “A werewolf—no. Luna it is,” he playfully said.
Emily faked a smile, hiding the pain she felt.
“Do you think the Alpha King would meet you here?” She sounds sardonic and brave. “How pathetic you are, human,” Emily added.
Despite the torture and pain, she felt in Drake’s hands. She could think of him and save him from death.