The Alpha Who Saved Me

Chapter 47

Emery

I miss *iki. Even though Colin can bring her forward, it’s apparent that he doesn’t want

me talking with her because she’s not responding to me at all. It was nice seeing her in

my dream and all, but I need her in my reality. As soon as I get her back, I will never take

her for granted again.

My stomach rumbles because I haven’t had anything to eat in the past twenty-four hours.

For somebody that wants to mate me, Colin sure doesn’t know how to treat his future

mate, even if I don’t plan on it going that far. Then again, do I truly want to eat anything

that they serve me here?

I’m leaning back against the cement wall, shivering as I stare at the cozy bed on the

other side of the room. Maybe if I try being nice, he will allow me to take a little nap over

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there. Ha! Keep dreaming, Em, besides, there is no way I’m going to be nice to this f*ck

face. It’s obvious that he gets the sick side from his mother, because even though my

dad talks about how evil my grandfather was, he’s never mentioned him being m*ntally

unstable.

I close my eyes and finger the amulet that my father gave me. I can’t believe that the

witch bought my story. Better yet, I can’t believe that I thought to lie to him about it.

Something deep inside told me to lie. Now I’m wondering if it was the Goddess herself

that was instructing me to do so. Looking down at the pretty gem set inside it’s setting

with diamonds around it, I rub my finger over it and smile.

A tingling begins to form under the pad of my thumb, anc I realize that my amulet is

starting to glow. I quickly let go of it and it goes back to looking ordinary. My magic! Why

didn’t think about this sooner, even the Goddess hinted at it wher she told me that I can’t

use the magic within me. She never said I couldn’t use any of my magic! I begin to get

excited as try remembering everything that she told me.

My mates need to be coming for me because she men- tioned them, and she also

With any luck

only be digging myself a big- ger hole

on my own. I will wait as long as I can for my mates to come

st*pid, but there is no way I’m going to sit

escape. I doubt my uncle will wait

of the metal door opening wakes me from my uncomfortable nap. When

my eyes, my uncle stands over me frowning, “What is that smell,

so filthy?”

be from when your mother came to see

be fun to hit me and kick me

being dirty, it’s what happens when you’re made to sit

He asks frowning once again, “And you say she hit and

you?”

bruise, but I move my hair from my ace to show him my

is sore to the touch. There are also the bruises to my midsection to back

my

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story.

been dying

eyes, I’m sarcastic with my words, “Yeah, excit- ed to be able to beat

and grabs my jaw roughly,

my stomach rebelling from

they already

tray?”

“Yes, your tray that they bring your food on.” He’s an- noyed with me and yet

nothing wrong.

to eat since I’ve been here. The last time

pack house before you

you lying? Do you want to be beat?” he glares at me, “Better

feel the collar shocking

had one visitor, and it was your mother!”

the electrical shocks hurt but because I know my mates can feel

want, my story isn’t

he’s released the

then goes to the door and opens it. He

but he for- gets that

I’ve had anything to eat

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guard shakes his head no. He then growls for him to go

door and

to me.

guard informed me that you were offered food and you refused it, so now,

to make sure you eat.” He lies through his

on his lie, but I don’t want to remind him

some point, “He’s lying, I was never offered food,

then by all means, knock yourself

on the door has him going over to open it and

ear to ear. There is a