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

its peak. With any luck

something out. Otherwise, I may only be digging myself a big- ger hole when

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

there is no way I’m going to sit around for another full

escape. I doubt my uncle will wait that long

door opening wakes me from my

uncle stands over me frowning,

so filthy?”

smell would be from

me and kick

it’s what happens when you’re made to sit and sleep on a

once again, “And you

you?”

if there is a bruise, but I move

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

my

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story.

been dying to meet you; she’

eyes, I’m sarcastic with my words, “Yeah, excit-

down and grabs my jaw roughly, “She would never do that! She is a

rebelling from not getting any food.

“Did they already come for

“My tray?”

that they bring your food on.” He’s an-

nothing wrong.

anything to eat since I’ve been here. The last time I ate was my

my pack house

you want to be beat?” he

the

only had one visitor, and it was your mother!”

because I know my mates can feel them

my story isn’t going to change because

when he’s released the button

He studies me for a moment and then goes to the door and opens it.

for- gets that

to eat

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his head no. He then growls for him

the door and coming

to me.

me that you were offered food and you refused it,

make sure you eat.” He lies through his

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

never offered food, but if

watch me eat, then by all

him going over to open it and he grabs the tray of food

passed to him. He walks over, grinning from ear to ear. There is a