Chapter Twenty Three

*Braxton's POV*

Pulling into our driveway I notice the lid to our trash can open. 'Emily is going to kill me.' I think to myself. I stop the car and close the lid. Noticing in the corner of my eye one of Emily's shoes. 'That's weird.' I think. I pick up her shoe and got back into the car. Pulling up to the door I place the car in park. Stepping inside I do not hear anything in the house. Usually I can hear the TV from Emily in the living room. I am assuming she just went to bed early. I open the door to the twin’s room and see them sound asleep in bed. I open the room to our room and see Laura in the middle of our bed sound asleep, but no Emily. Thinking she fell asleep on the couch I go downstairs again to look. The TV is off her phone is on the coffee table, but she is nowhere to be seen. Starting to worry I check the basement just to make sure she is not down there cleaning. No sign of her.

Using my mind link I contact Connor. 'Connor Emily is missing. The pups are here but she has vanished.'

'On my way Alpha.' He responds.

Next, I mind link my dad and let him know. My father and Connor show up around the same time. Not only is Connor my Beta but he is also a tracker and one of the best. He begins to check things out around the garbage where I found Emily's shoe. "Braxton, I smell a vampire." he says. My blood runs cold. What does a vampire want with Emily?

He begins to follow the scent and then stops. "The vampire must have taken off at their super speed because the trail ends here."

I follow him into my home so he can check things out in there. He gets into the kitchen. "I can smell the vampire in here the most. Male. Only been turned a few years now. I can also smell Wolfsbane. She may have been drugged and then the vampire took off with her." He places his hand on my shoulder. "We will find her Braxton."

I must be in shock because I cannot manage to say anything. I just stare out the kitchen window.

My dad shakes me a little. "Son. Are you hearing Connor? We will find her. I will have mom come over here and stay with the pups so you can help us search for them." He says to me.

"Dad, Connor, can you please get everyone you can that wants to help in the pack house in 2 hours? We need to start searching tonight." I say to them both.

"Of course, son." My dad answers for them both. We are all snapped out of our thoughts when we hear the cries of Laura.

"Emily has been breastfeeding her since she was born. I hope she takes a bottle." I say to them.

My father goes to grab Laura while I make her a bottle. Thankfully, she has no problems taking the bottle and formula. My father and Connor leave shortly after our talk. I just laid Laura back down when my mother walks in. No words are exchanged when she comes in, she just hugs me a little longer than usual. I let her know the pup’s schedules and leave to meet the pack members that have gathered at the pack house.

*Emily's POV*

In my dreams every night I see a black wolf. I do not ever dream of anything else. Just a black wolf either running or howling. When I tell Zack about it, he just changes the subject. I feel like something is missing in my life. I love Zack but being a wolf means I have a mate out there somewhere. I do not know what it would mean for Zack and me if I ever met my mate. Somehow, I do not think that would ever happen though. Zack and I never leave our home. He has everything delivered that we would ever need.

Zack has been talking about us having kids a lot lately and when he mentions it, I get this pit in my stomach. I do not understand where it comes from. I have always wanted to be a mother. The thought of having children should excite me but I just get this overwhelming sad feeling. He has scheduled for a doctor to come out to see me in a few days to discuss our options when it comes to having children and I secretly do not want a doctor’s visit. I know I do not really have a choice. Zack has always been a tad controlling and defensive. I do not want to push my luck and tell him I do not want this doctor’s visit.

Zack turns over in bed and wraps his arms around me pulling my back against him. "Good morning Angel."

I can feel his cock already rising into an erection against me. "Good morning babe."

He quickly removes my G-string and starts to grind against me. He takes his fingers and slides 2 of them into me. "You're already so wet my angel." He uses my juices to coat his cock and thrusts into me from behind. He entangles one of his hands into my hair and puts his other hand around my throat forcing my head back. He trails kisses along my neck as he slides in and out of me. He comes to a stop and flips us over putting me on top of him. "Ride me nice and slow Angel." He says as he slips my lingerie over my head exposing my entire body. I ride him up and down my eyes locked with his.

A moan escapes my lips. "I don't think sex with you every morning will ever get old."

He places his hands on my hips guiding me up and down at the pace that he wants. He moans loudly as his orgasm builds. I can feel my orgasm build. "I am going to cum if I keep this pace up." I say to him. He increases the pace and uses his thumb to circle my clit. I scream out his name as I find my release. "Good girl." he says in my ear when I collapse onto him. He pulls out of me and entangles his hand in my hair. He guides my head down until my lips touch his erection. "Finish me in your mouth." He says seductively. I open my mouth and he enters it, using his hands to guide my head up and down. I keep up a steady pace and his moans grow louder. Finally, I feel warm liquid in my mouth and throat as he finds his release.

"That's my good Angel." He says wiping some of his semen off my lip.

I lay down beside him exhausted and find myself feeling the same way I always do after sex. Cold and empty. I enjoy sex with Zack, but it always feels wrong to me afterwards. I cannot shake the feeling. I am missing something in my life, and I cannot figure out what it is. I try to be happy with my life with Zack, but I am craving more than this and I need to find it someway, somehow.