The Edge Of Reason Ember And Damon の小説・ストーリー

Now I has a clearer understanding of what is happening with her, taken into account that I'd have Alex investigate Rowan Gray sometime back after his fight with Ember in the hallway I couldn't help getting curious about what's it between them only to find out he was her mate, well Ex, and he chose the pregnant woman; her stepmother over Ember. I didn't investigate him more than that, as much as I'd like to know more about Ember, I feel it would be inappropriate to investigate her without her knowledge, which I already did, but I won't be digging any deeper. I believe if I'd, none of this would seem foreign to me. “Listen, if he's alive right now, considering how you described him, I'm certai

His eyes fully focused on me as he enunciated the last word. Chills emerged on my skin, as my hands trembled a little, luckily for me, it was hidden beneath the layers of bed sheets. I turned around to go out with James, when his voice came in again. " What's your name?", he questioned I stood still as my father's warning flashed into my head, " don't reveal your surname to anyone", he had warned. I took in a short breath as I turned around to face him. " I'm Ember" " You have a sweet name Ember", he said as a smile made its way to his face.

I didn't want to keep blaming myself for letting Grandpa know about Ember, which made him want her back in the pack. A heavy sigh left my lips. Just as I was feeling somewhat grounded, a flash of auburn hair caught my attention. I squinted, my gaze zeroing in. It took only a second to recognize that familiar figure—Ember. My heart twisted in disgust. She stood by the edge of the park, close to the old rusty building, talking with Doctor Caleb. Watching her, I felt a familiar sting of anger bubbling up. Ember, the omega who was married to but rejected by Alpha Thane, was here, in Claw Bane pack’s territory. And she looked far too comfortable for my liking.

Ember was defending us. "So you could be like your mom then? With a bunch of mates?" His suggestion angered me. "No. I will only have one mate." My voice came out crueler than I meant it to, but I was just very serious when I said that. "Look we aren't here to discuss mates or sex. So if there is something of importance you would like to talk about now would be the time before I walk us away." Ember was doing a good job of changing the uncomfortable topic.

I tried linking Damien but got no response. "They could be together", Jordan said, but I shook my head. "Ember has not yet forgiven Damien. She would not allow him to take her from here at night. " I told him, as we went to the camera room. I tried linking Damien as well but got no response.

choosing the enemy'' Ember's vision began to tunnel, the edges darkening until everything was a hazt, spinning vortex. Her legs buckled and she crumpled to the ground, her head throbbing. Her mom rushed towards her almost immediately. She lay there, her eyes fluttering closed, a fleeting whispered through her mind. ''Maybe this death...and would that be so bad?'' '' It is peaceful after all'' ********* Ember slowly opened her eyes, groggily taking in her surroundings. She was in her room, the familiar walls and furniture a comforting sight. Her bed, with its soft, white blankets. The room was silent, the only sound her own ragged breathing.

I looked at Damian, still holding me, his eyes soft and unreadable. “Damian,” I whispered, my voice shaking. He glanced at the screen. His face tightened, a shadow flickering over the warmth I had clung to moments ago. “Who sent this?” he asked, calm but with an edge I hadn’t heard before. “I… I don’t know,” I admitted, heart pounding. “It came from an unknown sender.” He didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he scanned the room, his gaze sharp, calculating. The warmth, the intimacy — it vanished in a heartbeat, replaced by the sharp, vigilant awareness I had first met in the man behind the empire.

“You need to leave. Now.” Lila tilted her head, feigning innocence. “Oh, come on. After everything? Damien has two sons. Don’t you think they deserve to know each other? Or are you still pretending you’re the only woman who ever mattered to him?” Before Elena could respond, Damien’s car pulled into the driveway. He stepped out, his expression shifting from relaxed to thunderous the moment he saw Lila. “What the hell are you doing here?” he growled, striding up the walkway.

I looked at my bloodied knuckle and one that was clear — Tobias wasn't working alone. This war has just begun. Walking to my room, my phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number — Thought you got rid of him? You missed me, we will be seeing her soon. I clenched my jaw at the message. Now I knew that I should have taken Tobias's word lightly. This wasn't just about Emery anymore. Someone wanted her, and they were coming. Emery Sinclair’s POV I closed the door behind me, my hands shaking My room felt smaller; it was like the walls were inching closer,, ready to crush me between them. The image of Tobias’ bloody face and his twisted smile wouldn't leave me. Killian's voice echoed in my head

I couldn’t help but watch them, fascinated by the ease of their conversation and the quiet understanding between them. Ember carried herself with a calm confidence, graceful, unbothered. Even knowing there could be danger around her, she spoke freely, showing nothing on her face. I couldn’t help wondering how she had learned to do that—and more importantly… could she teach a hopeless actor like me to do the same?