William Redd.The emotion I felt when I saw her survive her first transformation was undeniable. I am extremely proud that Emma is my mate and having been able to witness how strong she is leaves me speechless. After hours of helplessness, unable to do anything to help ease her pain, Mia finally emerged. Oh, and what a wolf she is!Mia is big. Females are small. But she is so big. It’s just a little smaller than us, but you have to look hard to notice it. The background of her fur is white and has fine golden stripes. Her eyes are emerald green, making Emma’s characteristic deep blue hidden.She stared at me, not knowing what to do. When I saw her, my mouth was open. I crouched down and smiled at her. Mia lifted her nose and sniffed the air. Noticing that I am hers, she walked slowly towards me, like a feline stalking her prey, and without waiting for it, Mia launched herself at me, making me fall on my back.She didn’t stop licking my face while her enormous head tried to hide in my
Parker Bennett. After spending the night in the cabin with Peter, we returned to the mansion. Maddie really wanted to come back with us, but our intuition told us it was better for her to stay there, accompanied by the guard and her grandparents. Well, our intuition was correct. Noah called a while ago and told us what had happened. On the one hand, I feel extremely happy that Emma could finally transform into Mia. But on the other hand, I feel disappointed that I didn’t get to witness it. I know that at some point I will meet her, but that does not take away the feeling of regret that I have, that I should have been with them. “It was William’s night, Parker. We had already had her, Peter had her too, and it was his turn. Also, let’s be honest. None of us would have reacted the way Emma and Mia needed. Feeling her suffering through the bond was truly heartbreaking torment, and we didn’t even see her.” “I know Fenrir. I was there. The guard had to chain us and lock us up so we woul
Emma Spencer.What the fuck is happening to us? Why do I feel so on edge with my emotions? I have always known how to manage them well. But now, I feel overwhelmed by everything. I feel filled with multiple thoughts that I can’t process. I sigh, thinking about that.“Dear, we’re here. Are you sure you want to enter? You can always stay in the car.”I frown as I say, “No, Peter. I am going with you.”I see how he sighs and, saying nothing else, gets out of the car. Parker opens the door for me and helps me out. He takes my hand, and we walk towards the entrance. A strange feeling of attraction washes over me. It is difficult to explain. I feel like something is pushing me in. It’s like something is calling me.I swallow hard at the lump that has formed in my throat and before we touch the door; it opens completely. A woman whose hair is white and long. It falls in cascades up to her waist. Her blue eyes shine and with a tender smile she tells me, “I’ve been waiting for this moment for
Emma Spencer. “And with that concludes my presentation on educational innovation. Thank you all very much for attending.” Patrick Sheldon, the dean of the university, says, “Ladies and gentlemen, this was the keynote presentation by Dr. Spencer, interim professor at Stanford's University.” I can see how the audience stands up, applauding me. Some shout, “Well done!” and I can’t help but smile. I step off the stage and come face to face with the university’s principal benefactor, Mr. Peter Bennett. He is the most coveted billionaire in the country. I look at the gigantic man standing in front of me. Extremely tall, a wall of pure muscle, brown hair a little longer on top than on the sides, almond-colored eyes, full lips, powerful jaw, and freshly trimmed beard. He wears a black suit, tailored. Attractive, manly, every woman’s dream, which makes your panties wet, just by looking at him. With a perfect smile drawn on his lips and his fixed eyes looking at me intensely, he tells me w
Emma Spencer.After witnessing that pathetic bastard who, unfortunately, is still my husband, fuck his secretary in my house, I got in the car and pressed the accelerator. I know I can’t go to my mother’s house. Not yet. I need to process everything I see.Maddie can’t see me like this. God heavens! Maddie. How will I justify her daddy is a bastard? What will I tell her when she asks me why don’t we go back home? She may only be five years old, and Albert may not be the best of parents, but she doesn’t miss a beat. Sometimes I feel like talking to her is like talking to an adult, in a small way.Fuck! I’m so shocked! And honestly, I’m too stubborn to cry.Fury flows through my veins like thick, burning lava. While I’m arguing with my inner self about which path to take, my cell phone pulls me out of my thoughts.I stop on the avenue and see who is calling, and it is none other than Albert-moron! I cut the call without wanting to listen to that insignificant worm and block his number.
Peter Bennett. Hearing her voice through the speakers caused me to freeze in my position, unable to move forward. My intention was never to attend the conference. Also, I had given up going, not because of the topic itself, but because my meeting with dean Smith was more relevant. Therefore, I had never expected to be in the auditorium. Apollo, my wolf, stirred inside my head, demanding to see her. He needed to know to whom belonged the melodious voice that spoke, whose speech was full of ingenious sentences and novel discoveries. I leave the dean talking alone and head on autopilot towards the auditorium. I stand at the door, watching the tiny figure behind the podium. My wolf jumps in my head, absolutely crazy screaming, “mate, mate, mate, mine, mine, mine!” giving me a big headache. I never got married, because I always believed that I would find the love of my life one day. I didn’t think that, at thirty-six years old, I would find her. Although it makes me wonder, why is sh
Emma Spencer. A roar comes from his enormous chest and without thinking, I get scared of hearing it and I move away from him. Peter, realizing that he scared me, apologizes, saying that I am too good for Albert. Of course, I know I am very good for Albert and that is precisely what makes me angry. The bastard was able to deceive me, me! I thought I knew what I was doing when I chose him as my husband. I thought he would be a good father to Maddie, but no. I was wrong and by God, how I hate being wrong. On paper, he was the right man, but in reality, he couldn’t be more opposite. I sigh, absolutely defeated, as I can’t help but blush that the strange man is able to see me. He gets out of the car and offers me his hand, which I accept. And there are again the sparks. I open my eyes wide, looking at him, while he just smiles at me. What is this? Why does this man give me these sensations which I have never felt with another man? Why do I feel like I’ve known him for years? Why do
Emma Spencer. I see how Peter frowns at what I told him and without thinking he asks me, “marriage of convenience? What are you talking about? Did your parents force you?” I feel my heart pounding at his questioning. I quickly told him, “My parents had nothing to do with my decision. In fact, they were against it. They never liked Albert, but I’m too stubborn to change my mind. The decision was based on what I thought was best for me.” “Forgive me, dear, but I still don’t understand.” I sigh and say, “You see, I wanted a family of my own. I always felt like something was missing. I always felt like a broken piece. I stopped feeling that feeling when Maddie was born. Not even when I got married. It was she who brought peace and that sense of belonging that I sought so much.” I see he is going to ask me something when we are interrupted by the sound of my cell phone. I take it out of my pocket and see that it is my mother. “Forgive me, Peter, but I must answer.” He gave me a hand m