Chapter 117 – True Luna Book Free: Finding My True Mate (Emma)

My father tightened his jaw and clenched his fists.

“What the f**k do you plan to do then?” he asked. “She said that she doesn’t want you.”

My heart clenched painfully.

My mate didn’t want me. She wanted another man. She didn’t want to leave him.

I turned away from my dad, walked toward the bed, and sat down.

She didn’t want me because she didn’t know me. She knew Logan her whole life. She’s been in a relationship with him for four years. I could understand that she loved him because she knew him better.

But it didn’t mean that she couldn’t get to know me better. It didn’t mean that she couldn’t love me more than she loved him.

“She needs to get to know me.” I said, looking back at my dad. “I need to become her friend first. I will stay here for as long as I have to. I will do whatever the f**k I have to do. She is mine, and I will have her.”

My dad sighed. “And what if all of that doesn’t work out? What if she still chooses Logan?”

I tightened my jaw. The anger inside me rose. She was mine. f**king mine.

“Then I am going to take her away.” I said, clenching my fists. “I will give her some time to get to know me. I will give her a chance to love me. If it doesn’t work out, I am going to take her away.”

“Kidnapping?” my father smirked, raising an eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes at him.

“It’s not kidnapping when you are taking something that belongs to you.” I said. “And she belongs to me.”

My father chuckled and walked toward the desk. He sat down on the chair and looked at me.

“How long are you planning on pretending to be her friend?” my father asked.

“I’m not going to pretend to be her friend.” I said, defending myself. “I will be her friend.”

“Fine.” my father sighed. “For how long?”

“I’m not sure.” I said as I ran my fi**gers through my hair. “A few weeks. If I don’t see improvement soon, I am taking her away immediately.”

My father nodded. “We need her, son. She will make our pack strong again.”

The anger inside me exploded.

I didn’t want her for my pack. I wanted her for myself. She was f**king mine, and I wouldn’t share her with anyone! She wasn’t for my pack. She was for me!

“She is for me.” I growled at my father.

My pack won’t have her. Logan won’t have her.

Only I will. She will be only mine.

“You know what I mean, son.” my father sighed.

I gritted my teeth and tried to control my anger.

“I need you to go back.” I told him, changing the subject before I decided to kill him. “I need you to take care of the pack until I come back.”

He wouldn’t really be taking care of my pack. It was just something he needed to hear to get the f**k out of my way.

I already told my Beta Mark to take care of everything. I trusted him completely. I couldn’t say the same thing for my father.

“Are you sure that you don’t need me here?” he asked. “I could help.”

“No, father.” I said. “I need you back home.”

He nodded just as someone knocked on the door.

“Come in.” I said as I stood up.

The door opened, and my mate’s brother walked inside.

I forced myself to give him a small smile.

“Alpha Richard, your room is next door.” Andrew said to my father.

“It’s okay, Andrew.” I said, making him look at me. “My father will go back to our pack. He won’t be staying here.”

Andrew glanced at my dad and nodded.

“Is there anything I could do for you?” he asked. “I came here to check if you have everything you need.”

“I do.” I nodded. “Your warrior showed us around a little. I have everything I need.”

Well, not everything. My Emma wasn’t in my arms.

“Great.” Andrew nodded. “I will let you unpack.”

He turned back around, but I stopped him.

“Andrew?” I called his name, making him look back at me.

“Yes?” he asked.

“I know that Logan is your friend.” I said. “But I hope that you and I can have a great relationship. After all, I am your sister’s Goddess-given mate.”

Andrew tightened his jaw and narrowed his eyes slightly.

“We will see, Alpha Nathan.” he said.

He glanced at my father again before leaving the room and closing the door behind himself.

“He will be a tough one to win over.” my father mumbled.

I looked at him and clenched my fists.

“I don’t need him.” I said. “He is not the one I will be taking with me.”

Andrew POV

I rushed back toward Logan’s office.

My body was shaking.

I didn’t like him. I didn’t f**king want him near Emma.

Something about him was making my skin crawl. Something about him kept Asher on constant edge. Something about him made me nervous.

I didn’t trust him. Not even a little bit.

Logan? I mind-linked him.

Yes? He answered immediately.

Where are you? I asked.

My office. He responded with a hint of worry in his voice. Is everything okay?

Is Emma there? I asked.

I really didn’t want to talk about Nathan in front of Emma. No matter what, he was her mate. I didn’t want to hurt her by saying something wrong.

She is. Logan answered. What’s wrong?

I don’t want to talk about it in front of her. I sighed. I don’t like him, Logan. Something about him is making me so f**king tense.

I know. Logan sighed. We’ll talk about it later.

I was in front of his office. I knocked and opened the door.

Logan and Emma were sitting on the couch. Emma was sitting on Logan’s lap. Her head was on his shoulder, and she barely looked up at me. She looked exhausted.

My heart clenched painfully.

“How are you, love?” I asked, knowing what a stupid question that was.

Emma looked up at me and took a deep breath.

“Tired.” she mumbled. “I wish that I had a solution for this problem.”

She looked up at Logan and furrowed her eyebrows.

“Well, I do have a solution, but Logan doesn’t want to listen.” Emma said, making Logan close his eyes and take a deep breath.

“I am not marking you until we find proof that I am really your Goddess-given mate.” Logan said. “I am not going to kill my own mate.”

I narrowed my eyes at my sister, and a quiet growl escaped me. She looked at me, still frowning.

“Logan is right.” I said sternly. “He can’t mark you until we know for sure.”

“I know for sure.” Emma said quietly.

“I trust you, baby.” Logan told her, making her look back at him. “I know in my heart that you really are mine. I know in my heart that our bond isn’t fake. I know in my heart that it wasn’t created by some curse. I know…”

“Why won’t you mark me then?” Emma interrupted him.

“If there is even the slightest chance that we are wrong…” Logan spoke, his voice breaking.

He cupped her cheeks and took a deep breath.

“I need proof.” he said. “I need to find solid evidence that you won’t die when I sink my canines into your neck.”

“There has to be something.” I mumbled, making them both look at me.

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