Emma Walker Parents Novels & Stories

dad was all praises for Alpha Trevor. “Thank you former Alpha Alex” he gave a nod to dad in appreciation. His parents Savannah and Aaron looked proud including his aunt Irene and uncle Fabian. We were almost on the dessert when suddenly Alpha Trevor stood up. “What is it?” I asked. “Is everything okay with Emma?” I inquired. Knox looked alert when he heard his mates name. “Emma is not in the house,” he replied. “Where can she go?” “I have no idea. Just two days back she had slit her wrist” he informed us.

I could not catch a single-minute break tonight. "I don't remember making an appointment with you, and if you may, I would love it if you get out of my private space," I replied to Emma; it seemed like she did not recognize me, but why was she here? Emma got up from the chair and walked up towards me; my eyes scanned her outfit, which was too much like she had the intention to out-dress everyone. Xander's money was speaking because there was no way Dad could afford it. He was taking care of his baby mama quite well. It reminded me of what he said in my past life about how he wanted her to be the mother of all his Children.

Damascus could feel a pain in his chest as he thought about the incident and how it had left a young Amara an orphan. Amara had no idea, or she was admitting it to Damascus, that her mother was a werewolf. But Amara obviously did not receive the gene or her wolf was dormant. Damascus shoved the paper back onto Gabriel's desk and sank into the back of the chair. He rubbed his hand over his face and through his hair. "So, it is not a simple case of a car accident killed Amara's parents," Gabriel finally stated. "So, it would seem," Damascus said quietly. His mind worked a million miles a minute.

She liked Julie, but sometimes her words felt like they came with invisible strings. When they finally left the mall, Chelsea dropped Layla then Emma . “Buy See you tomorrow, Em. Don’t forget sunscreen.” As Emma walked to her room , her phone buzzed—a message from Connor. Did you survive mall madness? She smiled. Barely. But I think I’m ready for the lake now. Good. You’ll need it. Ethan’s “chill” trips never stay chill. Emma laughed softly to herself as she looked out the window of her room. Manatee High was starting to feel a little less like a dream and a little more like a life she was slowly finding her place in.

“Emma, they were killed on the same day as my parents.” “I know,” Emma whispered, and I could feel my eyes about to pop out of my head. “I knew when I had that dream that they were my parents. I didn’t want to accept it, but I knew it was them. In the dream, my father held off the attackers long enough for my mother to run with me and she hid me in a cabin before leading the attackers somewhere else. I dreamt of her saying goodbye and I just knew deep down it was true. Maybe I just wasn’t ready to accept or process it, but I’ve known since we first came here there was more to my story than I was aware of.”

"I won't let any harm come to him." Withdrawing from the study door, Emma walked away with a deep form on her face, and when she got to the bedroom, Zane noticed it immediately. "What happened?" Zane asked as he put down his book and came closer to her. "Do you know what's your mom's relationship with my dad?" Emma asked, looking into his eyes. The confusion in her eyes made it clear that Mr. Alfred and her had not had the talk yet, and he watched her, not knowing how to put it in words.

Her parents' expression immediately turned concerned as they rushed towards her. “Emma?” her mother asked worriedly. “What happened to her? Speak to me” she urged as she shook Ever's body. “Mom, Dad,” Ever said with a sniff. “Emma is being banished from the pack” she finally said, dropping the bombshell and she watched as blood drained from her parents’ face as a look of horror spread through them. Her dad was the first to recover from the shock and he shook his head quickly. “How?” “Dad, I'm not sure but there was a council meeting and Emma was summoned. I guess they’re sending her away because she cheated on the twins” She explained tearfully.

My daughter had been humiliated at school in every way possible. The other party was impossibly arrogant, and the one backing them up was none other than my daughter's own biological father! After I confronted him, Derek looked flustered. Then he barked at me impatiently, "What are you talking about!" The she-wolf seemed to understand something. Her eyes shifted, and she grabbed Derek's arm with a whimpering tone. "Derek, you're finally here." The girl also put on a look of grievance. "Emma has been sleeping with every boy in the school! She's a complete slut who spreads her legs for anyone. I just wanted to stop her from doing such disgusting things, but she attacked me..."

TWO WEEKS LATER Emma had done an excellent job with the books and organised everything. I doubted I would find someone who could genuinely help me like she did. For now, I will have to do it myself. So I decided to go through the entries to take my mind off the disease plaguing it called 'Heartbreak'. It wasn't long before I found something that Emma did not mention. Why didn't she tell me? These were suspicious transactions, and she did not bring them to my attention. I knew it was deliberate because she made the entries. My father was paying money into three accounts of people I did not know without permission. It was my money. He had wasted all the money left to him by his father. I built

Mrs. Kathy shook her head, her eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and pain. "He's your father, Emma. He's the monster who did it to me. You can check about him, but I doubt you would find much." Her voice trembled slightly, but her gaze remained steady. Emma's body went rigid, and she stood up abruptly, her chair scraping loudly against the floor. "I know exactly who he is, Mother." Emma's voice was cold, She grabbed her phone from the table with a swift motion and stormed towards the door, her footsteps echoing through the house. Her mother scrambled to follow her, her voice rising in panic.