chapter 11

(RYAN POV)
I glance to my left and see Jeremy; He was looking at me with anger, disgust, and a lot of sadness in his eyes.

Shaking my head, I swallow down the guilt. I look back over at Gremich. His eyes had turned to thin yellow slits; I knew he was trying desperately to hold back his snake and not launch at me.

"I can't fucking tell you; I haven't seen her in years. I'm the wrong fucking person; I thought that bitch was dead. The cold, heartless bitch didn't even contact me not fucking once, So if you want answers, get in fucking line!"
I say defensively, pushing myself into the wall as much as possible.

"Excuse me?" I hear Jeremy shout, anger foaming at his mouth.

"That woman in there loved you. The woman you claim is a cold, heartless bitch. Because, I have to say, Ryan, Jackson, whoever the fuck you go by now. The woman who just broke the fuck down is not a cold, heartless bitch; she looks like her world just ended. It's like she's seen a ghost. That woman has gone through more shit than you can fucking imagine, and she waited for you for years. Years, Ryan! You were meant to be gone a week after I got sent away. There was no one to protect her anymore. So shut your fucking mouth. you don't know anything." Jeremy says, snapping.


"So, Instead of you acting like a know-it-all.Asshole, how about you fucking clue me in then?"
I feel like any second; my head will explode; my hand clenched into a fist. I can feel it now, my wolf bubbling up under the surface.


Sighing softly, Jeremy looked up at me with pity and frustration.
"I can't," said Jeremy looking down at his shoes, Uncomfortably tugging at the red silk of his blazer.

"It's her story to tell, Even though I don't know everything," Jeremy admits looking up at me.

Shaking my head in confusion, even with my confusion, I can't stop the rage that bubbles up every time I think about just who we are fighting over. "Alright, fine, don't fucking tell me, but what you say is just manipulative bullshit. She never loved me; I can fucking tell you that now. Bloody mongrel," I can't stop the petty desperate shit coming from my mouth, Even though it disgusted me using the word I know would hurt her the most. The same word his alpha had used to hurt her.

I feel Jeremy's fist hit me square in the jaw. I felt a crunch as his fist made contact with my face, and the metallic taste filled my mouth. "Get it right fucking straight now; You keep that fucking word out your fucking mouth. You need to watch your mouth and what you say about Em. Until you know what's going on, you have reason to comment on anything; I don't want to hear one word, Not one damn word."


I am at a complete loss; I had never seen my brother like this so aggressive and worked up about anything. He was always a kind and gentle kid, which pissed off the alpha a lot; he only ever wanted strong heirs and saw Jeremy as weak.

I sighed, backing down, reaching behind me, and pulling out my wallet. I take out one of my cards and hold it to her protector. "Here, give her this and get her to call me, Please."

"I'll give it to her, but I won't make any promises to you," he said, taking the thin plastic card from my hand.

I hear the office door click again. The first thing I see is a pair of the hottest fucking legs ever to wrap around my hips, Smooth and soft with dainty little feet decorated with bright green stubby nails; I look up, scanning her legs until a jacket covers every inch, from her chin to her bottom of her thighs. And johnny is holding the Nestled body tightly to his body. I can tell she's been crying, the tear streaks covering her cheeks are a dead giveaway, and her eyes are swollen and rimmed red. Guilt filled my body, making my heart drop. I had to stop the urge to snatch her away from him, to claim what is mine and make My mate feel better and protect her. Even with all the emotions hitting my head, I still want her.
Johnny ignores me like I'm not even standing before him. He looks down at johnny and softly says, "Let's get her home to the packhouse, babe, yeah?"
Jeremy nods slightly, giving me a pitiful look before looking at her.

Right now, it seems like everyone knows what is going on right now; everyone except me. The biggest question floating around my head is not where she has been this whole time. Instead, I want to know what happened to my Emila. The girl who had so much life in her eyes.

(Emily POV)
My eyes flutter open when I feel a soft, cold flat surface below me. Opening them quick enough to see Jeremy looking down at me with his brow furrowed with panic, making him look very serious, I noted how exhausted his usual happy face was. It takes me a second before reality hits me, and I quickly sit up.


Glancing over at the bright flashing light on the clock, I see it closing at five am in the morning, close to sunrise.
"How did I get back?" Pausing, I stop in my tracks. "Oh my God, was he there?"

"fuck." he curses softly under his breath, looking away, unsure how to answer me. I can tell he is trying to delay his response; He always seems to worry I will slip back into that dark place I was in when he saved me. I won't lie, sometimes I worry just as much, but I can't have him walking on eggshells all the time.
"Jeremy, please…please just be honest with me," I beg of him; right now, I didn't need to be protected; I needed honesty.


"Hun, I don't know what to say. If I had any idea that Ryan was johnny's friend was Jackson... I would of…" He trails off, looking back out of the window. I have no idea what he is thinking, but right now, I know he is feeling guilty and that he feels like he can't protect me.


"What? You would have made him come back to me?. He had his chance to come back to me. Years ago! Years, He was only meant to be gone a week! It's not like he didn't know where I was. He told me he would be gone for a week, Jeremy a week!... I waited for years, and I would have waited for him forever. But, where was he? Huh? Where was he when I needed him? All those times, I needed him. That's right, gone. Then I find out about how he had married Orion's heir! " I can feel the tightness of anger forming in my gut.

"For six months, I thought he was dead. I have thought for 11 long years that the boy I loved was gone forever. 11 years of feeling empty, lost, and so unbelievably alone and then....." I'm becoming inaudible and crying again, and I can't stop. The weight of Ryan's return hits me like a brick wall; I had needed him so badly. "Now he's my mate, Married off to another she-wolf of one of the strongest packs. How am I supposed to survive this, Jeremy?"