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

the moon being at its peak. With any luck my father

may only be digging myself a

things on my own. I will wait as long as

there is no way I’m going to sit

doubt my uncle will wait that long before touching

door opening wakes me from my uncomfortable

stands over me frowning, “What is that

so filthy?”

eyes, “Well, the smell would be from when your mother came

thought it would be fun to hit me and kick me when I had to use the bathroom. As

what happens when you’re made to sit and sleep on a dirty cement

frowning once again,

you?”

a bruise, but I

to the touch. There are also the bruises to my midsection to

my

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story.

has been dying to meet you; she’ s been

my words, “Yeah, excit- ed to be able to

my jaw roughly, “She would

off by my stomach rebelling from not getting any food.

“Did they already come for

“My tray?” I’m

food on.” He’s an- noyed with me and yet

nothing wrong.

been here. The last time I ate was my lunch

house before you took

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

the collar shocking

lying! I’ve only had one visitor, and it was

hurt but because

want, my story isn’t going to change because it’s

he’s released the button on

a moment and then goes to the

gets that I’m a

had anything to eat to the guard’s knowledge

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head no. He then growls for him to

the door and coming

to me.

that you were offered food and you

sure you eat.” He

I’d call him out on his lie, but I don’t want

handy at some point, “He’s lying, I was never offered food, but if you

eat, then by all means,

knock on the door has him going over to open it and he grabs the tray of food

to him. He walks over, grinning from ear to