Emma's POV
My eyes gazed blankly at the walls of my luxurious prison, my mind consumed by thoughts of my mates. I missed them terribly, the ache in my heart growing with each passing day. I longed to see them, to touch them, to feel their warmth and protection.
But I was trapped, a captive of the alpha who had taken me. I had tried to escape, but the doors were always locked, the windows barred. I was at his mercy, forced to wait for his return.
My thoughts turned bitter as I thought of the alpha. Why had he taken me? What did he want from me? I had tried to ask him, but he just smiled and told me I would find out soon enough.
The door opened, and the alpha entered, his eyes gleaming with a knowing light. "Emma, my dear, I see you're feeling a bit… restless."
My eyes narrowed, my voice cold. "I want to go home. I would like to see the people who actually care about me."