Emma Walker Parents Novels & Stories

That surely was a distasteful feeling but instead of answering him again, Valentine suddenly asked No, it felt more like an order as he said nonchalantly, “Give her to me. If you do, I might consider sparing your lowly lives.” Everyone looked at Emma, some of them envious and some of them sympathetic after all, being taken away by such a man is not necessarily a good thing. Emma was also stumped, she knew, of course, that this man was a werewolf and she didn’t expect him to really come to her rescue, but why? Should she be happy? She did not know what or how to feel, she just sat at the carriage waiting for everything to unfold. On the other hand, Lucas thought that this man just saw the bea

Hopefully, she’ll thoroughly chew on it until I find another opportunity to talk to her. She flashes me a wary glance, then makes a beeline for her compact. As soon as she reaches the door and gives the handle a tug, her phone rings, its chime clanging like church bells. She rips into her purse for the device as she settles into the passenger’s seat. “Hi, Daddy.” Her father. The preacher. Her only parent. Besides Sawyer Reeves, he might be a major stumbling block… “What?” Emma breathes in shock. “Oh, my gosh. How long ago? Where are they taking him?”

How could I explain this without confusing her further? Emma continued, “I know you’re a werewolf, like Adolf. But…” Her voice trailed off, and I could see her struggling to continue. Hesitation and confusion clouded every word she tried to say. Then, in a softer, more hopeful voice, she said, “Are you… Joseph? The man I spent one night with? The man who kept chasing me, then disappeared without a trace? The father of my children?” The question slammed reality into my face. All this time, I had tried to put this off, hoping to wait for a better time. But now, Emma had said it. She knew—or at least, she was starting to.

I could see it in her eyes. "That's interesting. Because Mrs. Garcia, his teacher, told me he was eight. Almost eight and a half, actually." Emma's face went white. "She must have been confused." "Must have been." I stood up and walked to the window. I couldn't look at her while I asked the next question. "Emma, who is Alex's father?" Silence. Long, heavy silence. "He's not in the picture," she finally said. "Not in the picture? What does that mean? Is he dead? Did he abandon you? Did you leave him?"

Will paused. He turns towards me and smiles at me, before he turns back to the king. "We thought it'll skip Alexa's generation too as both our parents were wolves...but it seems like it didn't!" Xander's dad nod thoughtfully. "It's fine, you may rise!" "Thank you your majesty" They rise up. Micah stares at me with a frown. "Wait.. I don't get something, if Alexa is a witch.. why did she shift into a wolf?" Micah asked.

Emma says with tears in her eyes. “Covent? Like witches?” I asked her and now I am so confused I feel my head spinning even more. “Yes, like witches. Your mother was a witch just like your grandmother and just like me.” She says and my eyes go wide with this information. How did I not really know who my parents were? And my poor little old grandmother was a witch too? “I’m a freak of nature.” I say out loud. “You’re not a freak. You’re a hybrid.” Emma tells me as she walks over to comfort me but I put my hand up to stop her.

He decided that his family would come to our mansion to live. The Martens, her parents and her little sister, Joshua, her father, gave her his company on the verge of bankruptcy, an unbalanced gambler and women bet his entire fortune and lost it, Emma, an arrogant and arrogant woman, who only cared about appearances, and little Megan, an innocent young woman who had just finished high school and won a scholarship to study at a prestigious university, I could say that she is salvageable.

And they all agree. “I am not human.” She says making them all look confused. “If you are not human, then what?” Emma asks softly. “I found out last night both my parents are wolves. My dad comes from this pack.” They looked shocked, and we tell them all we have found out. After we are done the girls hurry to hug Lina. “Wow, that’s big!” Logan looks at her “And a lot to take in at once, are you okay Lina?” he continues all of them nod their heads

We came to the large living room, a lot of men in black suits could be seen gathered around discussing, even the women were dressed in black and there was an open casket at the far head of the room. I swallowed back the sob threatening to explode from me as Jacob half dragged me to where Dane Grayson was standing with his monster friends, I didn't recognize any of them because I don't know them to begin with. My life started and ended behind these walls, I recalled overhearing an argument that happened between my parents years ago, apparently, Dane wanted me to be homeschooled but my mom disagreed. Looking back now, I wondered how she won the argument. "Jacob, I'm glad you could make it" He

She was a reminder of everything i despised vulnerability, weakness, and the fragility of life. Alpha Jullian introduced her as Emelia. "Emelia" My wolf Aspen growled in my head. "She looks weak!" I hissed in agreement. "Emelia has just lost her parents in a butal attack, please treat her well." With that he had his men bring in the little amount that she owned and placed it in the family room. Not long after they all left. My mother wasted no time in expressing how unwanted she was. And father dismissed her. Mother told me to bring her to the basement, that would be her bedroom. A wicked grin grew on my lips.