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

something out. Otherwise, I may only be digging myself a

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

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

doubt my uncle will

of the metal door opening

me frowning, “What is

so filthy?”

would be from when

to hit me and kick me when I

dirty, it’s what happens when you’re made

in?” He asks frowning once again,

you?”

a bruise, but I move my hair from my ace to

is sore to the touch. There are also

my

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story.

My mother has been dying to meet you; she’ s been

words, “Yeah, excit- ed to

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

off by my stomach rebelling from not getting

already come for

“My tray?” I’m

your food on.” He’s

nothing wrong.

had anything to eat since I’ve been

pack house before you took

to be beat?” he glares at me, “Better

the collar shocking

not lying! I’ve only had one visitor, and it was your mother!” I plead

shocks hurt but because

want, my story isn’t going to

he’s released the button on

He studies me for a moment and then

for- gets that I’m

if I’ve had anything to

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He then growls for him to

door and coming back

to me.

guard informed me that you were offered

sure you eat.”

on his lie, but I don’t want to remind him of my hearing, it

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

eat, then by all

on the door has him going over to open it and he

over, grinning from ear