Chapter 6

Emma

This is my favorite place to go in the packlands. It’s my own little paradise, somewhere I come often and very few know about it. I’m not sure how long I’ve been here, but I’ve cried every last tear possible, and I don’t feel much better. My heart is breaking, and I feel like a Goddam fool. Why would Alex want me? I’m broken and as much as Stacey is a bitch, she is also incredibly pretty and much younger than me.

“EMMA, WHERE ARE YOU?” My Dad’s voice suddenly slams through my head. He’s all Alpha and the hairs on the back of my neck instantly stand to attention.

“I’m in my garden, Dad. What’s wrong?” the moment I stop linking my dad, I pick up the scent of another wolf close by. The scent is familiar, and it doesn’t take me long to realize whose scent it is, but how is that possible? He’s dead. I pray I’m imagining it, but the scents only getting stronger as I can hear my dad’s faint voice in my head, but I don’t register a word he is saying.

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