Adam had always been my rock, my confidant. He had always cared for me deeply, despite our father's hostile attitude towards me. After the attack on our pack that led to the death of my mother, Adam became even more protective of me, so when this marriage proposal came up, he was the first to object.

"Emma, I know you're trying to prove a point to Dad, but you don't have to do this," Adam said, his voice softening.

I took a deep breath, trying to reassure him. "Brother, no one is forcing me to do this, I promise."

Adam sighed, seeming to accept my decision. "I'm glad you came to this decision on your own. When are you coming back? Do you want to meet him before making the final decision?"

Emma's POV

Thinking of my future, I felt something tighten in my throat. Since my childhood, I have looked forward to having a family with Ethan. That all seemed unreal now, 'There is no need. The sooner, the better," I answered, fighting back the tears.

As I clung the phone to my ear, I couldn't help but think about how my life had changed. I remembered when my dad's beta, Ethan's father, had first brought up the proposed marriage from the famous Lycan king. My dad had been quick to accept, eager to ally with the powerful king even though the rumors about him weren't pleasant to the ears.

But I had been against it, refusing to accept a marriage that would be decided for me. My dad was furious with me, but Adam had intervened, making it clear that no one would force me into anything I didn't want.

Adam's voice brought me back to reality. "Okay then, By the way, do you still have contact with Ethan? I heard his girlfriend is finally back."

I felt a pang in my heart as the thought of Ethan came to mind, I had never suspected that he was just using me, no wonder he hid our relationship from my brother.

I lowered my gaze, trying to hide the pain. "I don't know, I don't care," I lied, trying to sound nonchalant. "I have to go, bye."

I ended the call and started sobbing. The wait was over, and I could no longer tolerate the ache. I collapsed onto the bed, sobs racking my body. I cursed my life, I cursed my destiny for giving me false hope which did not exist.

And at last, I slipped into slumber with teardrops still glistening on my cheek. However, I was well aware even in my sleep that nothing would be the same for me again