Reunion

Emily...

She hesitated to knock as her right hand curled up in a fist stood midair. This was a bad idea.

How was she so sure that Rosie would forgive her for indirectly saying she hated her? Hell she shouldn't be here but she had no choice and she knew that.

So with a deep breath, Emily knocked on the door.

It was silent for a moment before a faint reply was heard.

"Come in" said the voice making Emily smooth down her outfit.

Only God knew how long she had been wearing her undergarments.

She shuddered, disgust evident on her features.

She shook her head trying to get rid of that disgusting thought and then turned the knob before making her way inside.

The room was poorly lit but Emily didn't have a hard time adjusting to it.

Two figures sat on the bed making her hesitant to approach them.

The younger woman stood up and then smiled politely at her before leaving her with her mother.

She hesitated at first but then began to move towards the figure on the bed.

When she was about a foot away, she stopped.

Forcing the words out of her mouth was harder than she expected but she did it anyway.

For her sanity she had said.

Other than that, she didn't feel sorry for this woman at all.

"I'm sorry"

It was silent at first and suddenly Rosie stood up and ran towards her, hugging her.

Emily forced her arms around the older woman's frame as she sobbed ruining Emily's shirt.

Rosie pulled away wiping her eyes before smiling at Emily apologetically.

"I hope this isn't your favorite shirt?"

Emily shook her head making the older woman release a breath of relief.

"Come here" said Rosie pulling Emily with her towards the bed not waiting for Emily's reply.

Once they were both seated, silence was heavy in the room.

Although Emily was used to being alone, Rosie wasn't.

"So any boyfriends?" Rosie asked making Emily almost roll her eyes at her lame attempt to start a conversation.

This werewolves didn't know a thing about privacy.

They just met and she's already being asked if she had a boyfriend.

What's next?

Are you still a virgin? or perhaps Do you have sex with animals?

Emily shook her head trying to calm herself down.

"Wow that makes things more easier for Kelvin"

Easier for who? And who the hell was Kelvin? Was she missing something??

Emily smiled at Rosie, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. No one told you?"

"Told me what?"

Emily was getting more curious.

"That Kelvin is your mate"

Did she hear clearly? Cole had said she was his mate and now this old woman who is sitting beside her is now telling her that Kelvin is her mate?

Emily confused gaze told the older woman that she was scared.

Rosie took Emily's hand in hers.

"I know you're scared but everything will be fine. I'm a human yet I was mated to a werewolf so it's completely okay"

Okay? Everything was far from that word. Hell, did Rosie even know what that word means?

"You got married to a werewolf?" asked Emily making Rosie smile.

"The wolves don't believe in marriage but Tim did mark me"

"Mark you?"

What the hell does it mean to mark someone? Was this a plan for her to lose her sanity because it sure as hell was working.

Rosie pulled her hands from Emily and then began to adjust her shirt.

Baring her neck towards Emily, she noticed the 'supposed mark' on Rosie's neck.

It was like a picture of a werewolf on a hill beneath lightning.

It was beautiful. She didn't want to believe something as beautiful as this came from werewolves.

Emily nodded her head with a smile displayed on her lips making Rosie readjust herself.

"That's what a mark is called. It depends on the status your mate holds in the pack and since your mate is the soon to be beta, yours might actually be beautiful"

"How's it done?"

Rosie smiled, "By bitting deeply"

Emily stared at Rosie like she was stupid. Maybe she was. That mark looked too beautiful to not have been drawn but Rosie wasn't joking that much Emily drew from her face.

"Wow" was all Emily could say making Rosie smile gently at her.

"Don't worry, you'll feel a bit of pain and then it would all be pleasure"

To say she was uncomfortable would be an understatement for Emily.

"Do you perhaps have any spare clothes I could borrow?"

"Of course. Besides you'll have to look ravishing for Ken" said Rosie walking towards her phone that laid down on the coffee table that was a few feet away from the bed.

"What?" asked Emily as Rosie began to dial a number.

Rosie laughed making Emily even more confused than she already was.

"You'll meet Ken for dinner tonight"

said Rosie before putting the receiver close to her ear.