Emma's POV
"What are you doing? Let me go!" I was shocked by his sudden action and tried to break free from his clutch. But the more I resisted, the harder he pinned me.
A mocking smile appeared on his face as he said, "Trying to be modest, are we, Emma? Are you gonna deny that this was what you wanted?"
"What do you mean?" I stared into his dark blue eyes which reminded me of the night sky.
This was the first time he was this close to me and I couldn't help but notice his exquisite features. He was blessed with almond eyes and long curly lashes, paired with a strong set of eyebrows. He had a bridged nose and thin pink lips, all accommodating in his rectangular face with a square jawline.
Alpha Draven was the most handsome man in our pack and every time I looked into his eyes, I remembered why I fell in love with him in the first place.
He said, "Didn't you just complain to my mother that I wouldn't sleep with you?"
My face reddened with embarrassment, I did not expect that vile woman to spill everything to him.
While I was still figuring out how to respond to this, Draven leaned toward my ears. His hot breath hit my skin, swirling me with goosebumps as he whispered, "I am going to change it tonight."
My mind was in a tempest right now but I had enough sense within me to understand his intentions.
"No, wait!" I resisted but it was too late already as he started to nibble on my neck.
A moan escaped my lips when his lips touched my skin, welling my body with sensations I never knew before.
He unzipped my frock and shoved his hand inside, skillfully exploring the places they had never been to.
"Draven, stop! Stop this." I begged but to no avail, he seemed determined to have me today.
With no time, I was bare in his hands, my body reacting to his touch even though I didn't want to. Draven pulled back and looked down at my face, "Woman, you tried to act saint but your body betrayed your facade."
My face clouded with shame and I looked away, not wanting to meet his eyes. He smirked at me like a devil and said, "Admit it. This was all just another scheme of yours to get inside my pants."
"No, it was not!" I glared at him, and even though I tried to put on an indifferent face, my heart was trembling inside.
Draven ignored my words and wrapped his lips around mine, kissing me without a warning. I clutched the quilt underneath me. Was this really happening or was this all just a cruel dream?
Clothes slipped out of our bodies, layer by layer until there was nothing left. Draven held me in his arms, kissing my neck and making his way towards my tender chest. I gasped in ecstasy every time his lips lingered on me and left a mark behind.
The night was extremely beautiful; the breeze coming in through the windows shifted the curtains, making the room illuminated with the pale blue moonlight. I opened my eyes and looked at him, his eyes were closed and he seemed to be lost in pleasure just like me.
He handled me with tenderness, to the point that my first time was not as scary or painful as I thought it would be.
Suddenly, he took his pace, indicating that he was on the verge. I let myself get carried away and hugged his shoulders.
This was it… I was finally going to be his woman.
"Stella…" Just as I was starting to celebrate within myself, I heard him call out her name. I froze, my heart falling down to the depths of my gut.
Did… did he just take her name?
Draven opened his eyes and looked at me, the hint of happiness in his eyes vanished somewhere in the disappointment on his face when he realized that it was me.
He immediately pulled out of me as if I were some dirt and rolled off the bed, quickly retreating into the bathroom.
The sound of water gushing down the shower filled the silence of the room.
And that was it…
We were back to how we used to be, sharing the same bed but miles apart.
I buried my head in my pillow; the scent of our passion still lingered on the cold, empty bed, reminding me of how he took her name. I closed my eyes and cried in silence.
How could I ever believe that he had a place for any woman other than Stella in his heart?
No matter what I did, I was never going to be good enough for him. I can never be a match to her and it was breaking my heart.
Emma's POVThree weeks later…The sizzle of the stake filled the kitchen, indicating to me that it was cooked to perfection. I turned off the stove and wiped my hand on my apron. The dinner was ready and now I waited for Draven to come back home.Draven left for a business trip the same night while I was still asleep and I did not bother him as he is usually very busy during those trips. Yesterday I found out that he came back to the pack three days ago and today he called me to tell me that he was coming home tonight.I was elated. Today was our wedding anniversary and I was so happy that he remembered.I finished arranging the dishes on the table and lit up the fragrant candles. It was the first time we were going to face each other after that night, I wanted it to be special. Maybe his feelings for me have changed.Maybe he was going to say that he loves me.Maybe I will get pregnant with his child and we can finally start our life together.My train of thought was stopped by the
Emma's POVI did not respond and stayed still, it was not that I did not want to respond but did not know what to say at this point. We have been married for three years and all this time, I stayed dedicated to him. I gave up on my career and left behind the life I could have lived to be treated like a maid in this house. But even after all these sacrifices, it only took one accusation from her to throw me out.Alpha Draven did not stick there any longer, he picked up his coat and stormed out.Now that the house was empty and back to being lifeless, I got the time to sort out my thoughts.I recalled that night three years ago, I was in the pack kitchen all day, arranging the pantry all by myself. Could this be a misunderstanding?I picked up my purse and headed out of the house. I called a cab and asked them to take me to the hospital where Stella was currently hospitalized. I wanted to hear the truth from her.I got into the elevator and reached the topmost floor, at the end of the
Emma's POV The next day… "Would you like to order, Miss Whitemane?" "No, thank you. I am waiting for a friend." I smiled at the waitress and sent her off. No one in the pack addressed me as 'Luna' or 'Mrs. Sinclair', not only because they don't see me as their Luna but also because their Alpha never asked them to. The entire pack knew he hated me! The person I was waiting for today was Natalie Colerio, my best friend and the daughter of Beta Walter of our pack. While the whole pack scorned me for being an orphan omega, she was the only one who saw me beyond my rank. I heard the door being pushed open and looked up from my table, there she was standing in her designer clothes, unfitting in this modest cafe. "Natalie. Here!" I waved my hand at her and a mask of instant relief covered her face. She came to me and wrapped me in a tight hug, "Gosh, I am sorry I am late." "It's ok. I am glad you are here." She sat down on her seat and rubbed my wrist with her thumb, "Are you okay?"
Ring… Ring… Ring… The sound of the ringtone going off broke my sleep but it was not my phone. I fluttered my tired eyes open and looked around; the ceiling was white and there was a smell of antiseptic in the air. “I gotta take this call.” “Sure… I will be here.” I heard a man and woman converse. I darted my eyes in the direction of the sound and saw a silhouette clad in a black suit walk out of the room. I was trying to understand where I was when I heard Natalie’s voice, “Emma? You are awake?” The worry on her face diffused into relief. She took my hand and helped me sit upright. I clutched my head weakly and asked, “What happened?” “You passed out. Your sugar level was dangerously low.” She spoke, tucking the pillow on my back to support me, "When was the last time you had a proper meal?" I stayed mum as I knew I would hear an earful if I told her the truth. I jogged my memory and realized that she was right. But I was on the road, how did I end up here? I asked, “Who broug
Emma's POV “You are awake?” A woman in a doctor’s coat entered the room with a smile, “How are you feeling, Miss Whitemane?” “I… I am feeling better.” I pushed back all the bad memories of Draven surfacing in my head and asked, “Is everything alright, Doctor?” "The lab reports just came in. Congratulations. You are pregnant!” The doctor smiled, touching my arm and spreading a sense of comfort. My heart skipped a beat when I heard the doctor’s words. Even Alexander and Natalie were shocked by this news. Pregnant? Now? My mind went into turbulence and I could not think straight. I stared at her blankly, not knowing how to react. My hands involuntarily clutched my stomach and asked, “Are you sure, doctor? Am I… really pregnant?” “Yes, Mrs. Whitemane.” She nodded confidently, "You are bearing the future successor of the Silver Moon Pack. You should be very proud." "I can't believe this." My eyes filled with tears… I longed for this child for two years, hoping that it would keep
Emma's POV One month later… "Hey, you. Wake up." The prison warden poked me with her stick. While it may look like she was trying to wake me up, in reality, this is how they check if the prisoner is alive or not. I parted my eyes open and looked at her. She said in her usual irritated tone, "It is not the time to sleep. You are in prison, not some holiday resort where you can sleep whenever you want." "I am sorry. I was just tired." I stood up from my ice-cold iron bed with no pillow or quilt. "Don't let me catch you sleeping again." The warden warned me before walking off. As soon as she left, I sat back on the bed and clutched my head. I was seven weeks pregnant now and the baby was not helping me much with my health. I was sick all the time and noticed a significant fall in my weight. After the day I was arrested from the hospital, I was thrown into the pack dungeons while the investigation was still going on. No one was aware that I was pregnant and I don't think they w
Emma's POVMy whole body froze.Death sentence? Did she really just say the council is planning to give me the death sentence?"What are you talking about? Give the phone to Alex." "Okay." Natalie stepped aside and handed the receiver to Alex. I asked, "Alex, what is she saying?"The man let out a deep sigh and said, "It's true, Emma. Since Stella was supposed to be the Luna of this pack, you are accused of attempting to murder her and threatening the Pack's safety.I clenched my fist; threatening the Pack's safety was the biggest treason but the most they could do was banish me. I said, "I didn't even do it! Why are they doing this to me?""I don't know but someone is pulling strings behind the scenes." Alexander said, hinting at something far more sinister than it was.My face turned pale like that of a ghost, I asked, "Who… Who could it be?"Alexander seemed conflicted about revealing it to me. After I forced him, he spoke up, "The Council is a very powerful organization, Emma. No
Draven's POVI instantly regretted what I just said. I did not even know why I said that.My wolf, Knox, growled at me for my vicious words.I watched the girl step back a bit, distancing herself from me. She did not say anything, her questioning gaze was enough for me to know what was going on within her head.She was hurt by my words, but I could not stop. I wanted to hurt her more…When she first asked me to marry her three years ago, I wanted to claw the life out of her. I had given her my word and the doctors told me the chances of Stella waking up again were slim. So with a heavy, I ended up getting married to Emma.The first few months of the marriage were rough, every time I saw her, I would growl at her and warn her not to come anywhere near me. My family hated her and even the pack did not show much warmth towards her.We did not share a marital bed and were never going to, I couldn't picture myself with anyone who was not Stella.But as days passed, I finally saw her beyond