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 my

Otherwise, I may only be digging myself a

as I can for my mates

way I’m going to

my uncle will wait that long before

of the metal door opening wakes me from

eyes, my uncle stands over me frowning,

so filthy?”

be from

be fun to hit me and kick me when

made to sit and sleep

He asks frowning once again, “And you

you?”

I move my hair from my ace

that is sore to the touch. There are also

my

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story.

been dying to meet you;

words, “Yeah, excit- ed to

my jaw roughly, “She would never do that! She is

He’s cut off by my stomach rebelling from not getting any food. He looks

“Did they already

“My tray?”

bring your food on.”

nothing wrong.

“I haven’t had anything to eat since I’ve been here. The last time I

my pack house before you

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

the collar

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

not because the electrical shocks hurt but because I know my mates can feel

story isn’t going to change because it’s the

he’s released

then goes to the door and opens it.

that I’m a shifter and I can hear every word.

if I’ve had anything to eat to the guard’s knowledge and

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He then growls for

closing the door and coming

to me.

informed me that you were offered food and you refused it, so now, I’m

eat.” He

I don’t

lying, I was never offered food, but if

watch me eat, then by all means, knock

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

ear to ear. There is a nearby table