Novel & Cerita Sustained Emma Chase

Asher moved forward to speak for her, but she held his hand, stopping him. She picked up her bag. “Asher, let’s go.” Ayem scoffed, looking him over. “So this is your new lover?” she sneered. “You’re such a trench. I’m glad my son left you.” “Your son isn’t a saint either, old lady,” Alissa shot back. “Speaking of trenches—where’s that sister of mine? Tell her I have a gift for her.” “She’s not here? I thought they went out together?”

"Don't say things like that. We need to maintain our professionalism, you know." Evie grabbed his face and brought it close to hers. Lorenzo jumped at her touch. He wasn’t expecting her to be so bold. Where was the scared girl who ran away the last time? Why was he the one chasing after her right now? Whatever happened to that shy girl who hid couldn’t even look at him in the VIP? Evie leaned in and kissed him. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his soft lips against hers. Then she pulled away and took a step back.

I replied, shrugging my shoulders nonchalantly, acting as if I didn't want to jump off the edge of the building if he so much as held me too tightly, which wasn’t possible at all. “The baby demands?” He looked at my gigantic stomach with something I read as affection and for a silly second, I wished it was the King standing in front of me instead. The idea hurt more than any wound, it really did. “Get a grip of yourself, Emily, stay focused” Amelia my wolf's voice echoed inside my head, making my body tense up slightly. She was right… Focus... Stay focused on your mission. If I let myself dwell on the past, it wasn't going to help anyone. That was what I was trying to tell myself.

"I don't care if it takes weeks or months or years. I will find them. And when I do—" "We find them," Emma corrected firmly. "Together. Like everything else." I looked at her—this incredible woman who had survived more than anyone should ever have to survive. Who had sat alone for two hours with the knowledge that her daughter was being stalked, and had held herself together through sheer force of will. Who was already thinking tactically, strategically, about how to fight back. "Together," I agreed. Grace woke fully then, her tiny face scrunching as she prepared to cry. Emma lifted her smoothly, beginning to nurse. The most normal, peaceful scene imaginable.

Later, after Chase has gone home to actually prepare for Thursday's meeting, I sit alone at my kitchen table, staring at nothing in particular, letting myself fully feel the complicated tangle of emotions the evening stirred up. My phone buzzes. Emma, of all people, a name I still haven't fully decided what to do with in my contacts. Emma: I know I have no right to reach out. But I heard through my dad that Chase has a meeting with Boston next week. I wanted you to know I never told anyone about his talks with the scout, even when I was digging through everything else. Some things I actually left alone. I thought you should know that much, at least. I stare at the message for a long time, o

“Let’s schedule visits with our top investors and partners. If Mark tries to undermine us again, we’ll make sure they’re already on our side.” Lucas leaned back in his chair, his gray eyes sharp. “And while we’re doing that, Chris will continue tracking Mark’s movements. If he’s planning anything, we’ll know about it.” --- Emma’s Dilemma Across the city, Emma sat in her lavish apartment, nursing a glass of wine. The fallout from the press conference had left her isolated, her reputation in shambles. But her mind was still racing, searching for a way to salvage what was left of her ambitions.

I passed everything I found back to Matthew, who used the information to sabotage the company in ways no one could trace. But then, I met Emma. Emma was just another worker in the office back then, quiet and unassuming. At first, I didn’t pay much attention to her, but over time, I started noticing the little things. The way she stayed late to finish work no one else wanted to do, the way she always greeted people with a smile even when she was clearly exhausted, the way her eyes held a sadness she tried to hide. “She’s nobody,” Matthew said dismissively when I mentioned her once, “Focus on the mission.”

She had willingly joined him in this charade, ready to do whatever it took to be near him. "I understand, Caleb," she replied, her voice filled with determination. "I'll do my best to play my part convincingly. We'll gain their trust and get what we wish for." “I keep counting the hours left for me to reunite with my mate, am sure she must have seen the permission request by now, I hope she agrees,” he thought sadly. Meanwhile…. Emma was busy in her office when there was a knock on the door, it was Chloe. She held some documents that need the Alpha’s signature.

“Luna, please get some rest today and eat something. You need to take care of yourself so you can take care of the pack and Daryl. I will do everything possible to be here for the assembly at 5 pm. If I do not make it. I will still check on you when I get back.” Emma gave him an appreciative smile and nodded. She watched them med leave the pack grounds and wondered why her mate had been attacked and if it was connected to her. She had been working for the royal family since she was sixteen but her assignments had always been working in the background. She was a master at a computer. There wasn’t anything she couldn’t find or hack into.

"Everyone knows the truth. The timing is suspect at best." "The only thing suspect here is your behavior," I said, feeling Hunter's arm tense under my hand. "Creating a scene at a charity event, throwing yourself at a married man. It's embarrassing to watch. Do you really want to be known as the woman that chases married men, Emma?" Hunter's eyes widened slightly at my boldness, but I felt his hand slip around my waist, squeezing gently in support. "Why, you bitch," Emma hissed, her voice dropping so only we could hear. "Hunter belongs with someone who matches him. Someone with class, with connections. Not his dead wife's pathetic little sister who couldn't get her own man."