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Emily looked taken aback by my refusal to let her in but didn’t argue. Yet I could feel the smoke steaming off her as she stood there looking conflicted. “Did I do something wrong?” asked Emily in a hesitant tone. “No, I don't just think you should be here” I explained with a sigh. “I can handle these myself. I've had practice” I said hoping my tone gave some clue as to my point but apparently Emily took it as sarcasm rather than the truth. She was quiet for a few seconds and when she spoke again.

Time to end this charade and move on. She emerged from her room, dressed in black leggings and a cropped top, and for a moment, I saw her in a different light. The familiar contours of her face, the curve of her neck, seemed suddenly more defined, more captivating. It was as if I'd been staring at a painting my whole life, only to finally notice the vibrant colors and intricate details. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks: this wasn't the same Emily I'd grown accustomed to, the one I'd convinced myself I felt nothing for. This Emily radiated quiet confidence, a vulnerability that drew me in, making my chest tighten in ways I couldn't ignore.

Emily's eyes had a yellowish glow, making Ashley a bit nervous about her wolf trying to emerge. "What's wrong, Emily?" Ashley's voice was filled with concern for her friend, not fear. "Listen to me, Ashley. You can't afford to lose this opportunity because it's too precious," Emily's face was dead serious, causing Ashley to gulp. "Sure, I..." "I'm serious, Ashley. You can't afford to lose this opportunity," Emily interrupted Ashley, prompting an eye roll. "I seriously don't see the big deal about attending there. I don't understand why everyone is acting like my life has suddenly become great. Hello, I'm still the same Ashley as before," Ashley stated.

"Okay....millie, happy now" "Very" Emily is amazed by the extent of her madness, is she really communicating with the demons in her head, did she really just give it a name and pronouns? just how sick in the head is she? "relax Emily, everyone has voices in their head" Millie states in a nonchalant tone "well not everyone has full-on conversations with them," Emily remarked "well I guess that makes you special" Emily only scoffs "I highly doubt that"

Does she have any idea what she is doing? “Emily, come back here!!? Where do you think you are going? If you take one more step, I swear, I won't forgive you anymore.” “Emily!!!!” Emily comes out of the hotel, her cheeks raised to her eyes immediately. This is the first time she is feeling the air in the surroundings freely, and it feels really good. She has not felt so relaxed before. All her life, she has been trying to please everybody around her, but now it seems the chains holding her to the ground have suddenly vanished. She feels more like herself now. Emily decides to walk to her bank. She has some money in her account; she should use it wisely, but it's impossible to raise such an a

emily's pov I decide not to move nor show signs of any feebleness, instead I stand tall fixed to a spot and unfazed. I would not let him perceive me as weak, not now not again and not anymore, I'm done kissing up to him and acting up for him I'll just be who I really am. "emily, I can't keep this up anymore. I know I hurt you big time and I don't deserve a second chance but please come with me.

What do you think you know about yourself, do you even know who you are. Yes I know who I am and I know what am capable of. My name is emily, emily Micheal the daughter of michael John. And what ever it is, you have done to Nathan, I don't care because rights now he demand your head. Emily recited calmly Wow what a beautiful speech he was about to sip another when emily throw an object toward him. He let go of his glass cup and kicks the object one to see emily, aiming for his throat with her hands.

Why is that? Jeremy stared at the girl in amazement, trying to digest what she had just said. - How can I know about this? I can't get inside your head and understand what's going on in it. So you sort of deal with it yourself. And in general, I didn’t sign up for you in psychology. Emily frowned and replied: - Well, figs with you, unfinished playboy. - What am I, unfinished? - righteously indignant Jer. - I'm done! Everything is in its place and in excellent combat readiness!

Emily thought she couldn’t flash a smile after the encounter with their Alpha, but the two women with her kept the vibe back, and she somehow felt relaxed. “T-Thank you,” her voice was gentle yet unlively. Lilac and Millie looked at each other before meeting Emily’s gaze. “Our pleasure, Miss Emily.” Emily shook her head. “You can call me Emily. After all, I am just a tool here.” “Tool?!” Lilac and Millie said in unison. “What made you think that you’re just a tool?! And what kind of tool?!” Lilac’s voice filled with a shade of anger and confusion.

Amy pleaded “I am hundred percent sure he won’t mind at all, it is another way of showing affection” “The Alpha does not need affection from you, what do you even know, you have not even spent 24 hours and you ate lecturing me about affection?” Emily snickered at Amy. Garrett stood up, hiding his smile, it just got more interesting with Amy appearance in Emily’s head, “Ready?” Garrett asked Emily “Em… Yes” she then took steps forward, she succeeded without falling “Try walking faster, remember, be steady and don’t count your steps, head held high”