Emma Spencer. Without pausing for another word from her, I fix my gaze upon her, anticipation building. I pounced on her, hugging her tightly. My tears fall as I respond to her, “thank you for giving your life for me, mom.” She, for a moment, remains motionless, but when she hears me speak to her, she hugs me back even tighter. I feel her tears fall as she replies, “I missed you so much, my girl. I understood that your safety relied on me not seeing you again. However, now that you're here, it's important to get yourself mentally and physically prepared for what's about to happen.” We separated as we both wiped away tears. On my right side I hear someone say, “Clarissa is right, Emma. You must prepare. You hold the fate of all Lycan in your hands.” I turn my head and see Artemis walking towards us with Hecate. Once they get to where we are, Hecate tells me, “You see what your family’s magic can do. But your heritage is even more powerful than Clarissa’s.” Artemis smirks, satisfied

Emma Spencer. I open my eyes slowly and the dim light coming through the window makes it difficult for me. Time seems to have slipped away from me, leaving me clueless about the day or hour. I only know that every fiber of my hair hurts. I never thought breathing could hurt so much. I try to move, but I find myself tangled between several limbs that are not mine. I look to my right and see William is there. Behind him is Parker, and to my left is Peter, sleeping peacefully. The stench of blood and bodily fluids irritates my nose. What the hell happened? I feel like I’ve been hit by a train. With great difficulty, I sit up in bed. I look around and see that the room is destroyed. It’s like there was a barroom fight in here. “Good morning, darling.” I look at Peter and say, “What the hell happened in here?” William places his hand on my waist and with his eyes closed he tells me, “Your heat. That’s what happened to us, love.” "Shush! Please be quiet, I implore you!” Parker cries,

Emma Spencer.I’ve always known I could do that. I discovered it by accident when I was little, but the boy I did it to ran away terrified of the vision I had forced him to see. He was a human child. Now I know. Honestly, I don’t blame him. It’s quite scary when a person stares at you and without asking, you start seeing images in your mind, like a movie.After that incident, I avoided doing it. Although there were times when I was blamed for things I hadn’t done, and I wanted to show everyone that I had proof of my innocence. But I couldn’t. If I did, I risked them thinking I was a freak.So, I had to learn to outsmart others and always keep evidence of everything. So, I could survive school, university, and graduate school. Outsmarting everyone and thinking five steps ahead of everyone else.Peter says to me over the mental link, “What the hell was that dear?”I sigh, look at him and tell him through the link, “a skill I haven’t used since I was a child.”He frowns and says, “So it’

Peter Bennett. After we interrogated that wolf, I was absolutely stunned. So many things have been happening right under my nose and I did not know. This is something that has me on high alert. I’m not feeling it when the wolves from the north come in over the border. Could it be that, since Emma is my mate, there are no longer borders between both nations? Or maybe witches have something to do with this? How to know! “Maybe… Hum… I have an idea, but you won’t like it,” Apollo tells me, unsure of my reaction. “What do you have in mind?” “Emma’s grandmother. She is a Lycan witch. Do we have information about where she is?” “Not here. But maybe Rick knows something.” “Do you trust him?” I snort and say, “Does it matter? Emma made him part of the queen’s guard. That means she trusts him, and Rick is bound by blood to be faithful to her. Even if Harry comes and shoves his family in the face, he can never be disloyal. Just like his family.” I see how Apollo scratches his head in th

William Reed.Both Parker and I stayed in the cabin with the queen’s guard, because we felt the impetuous need to stay with Maddie. Honestly, I don’t know the origin, but it’s something I can’t explain.I know Emma is fine with Peter. In fact, I know it is more than fine, or so I could feel it during the afternoon. I definitely must have a night alone with this woman. My mate. Goddesses! I love her so much! And I love Maddie like she was my own. I feel like she’s mine, even though I know she’s Peter’s biological daughter. It’s so strange?“I don’t think it’s strange, William. For me, it feels logical since we love Emma and Peter. I think if Emma had a pup of ours, Peter and Parker would love him as much as if he were their own.”“Yes, I think you are right, Hermes.” I tell him, as I lie down in a hammock that I placed outside the cabin, so I can calmly look at the night sky.While I am deep in thought and conversing with Hermes, I hear someone clear their throat, breaking me out of my