Chapter 9
I was not afraid of them. Alphas or not, I had gone through worse and if death welcomed me with open arms for telling them the truth, I would gladly die for her.
Emily's pov.
I'm taking her home.
Calm down.
What are we going to do?
We're not going to treat her like a doll.
I shut out the thoughts from my mind as the door opens and Miles walks inside empty handed.
"I forgot to get you something to wear," he groans and I shrug my shoulders, sitting in my lingerie.
"It's okay." I say to him as he sighs and walks towards the bed.
"What's wrong?" I ask, noticing the fisted hands.
"Did you ever think I didn't protect you?" He kneels down in front of me. "My mind is going crazy." He sits down on the floor.
"Hey," I hold his hand and turn it around on my lap. I trace the letter E on it. "Don't think like that. You and I are going to get bette

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