Forbidden: Part Two (Luna & Sol Omegaverse Book 2) by Emilia Emerson

Author:Emilia Emerson [Emerson, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Josie

I walked through Pack Turro’s house. It looked so different from the last time I was here when staff and partygoers filled the rooms. Today, the quiet was broken only by the chirping of the birds outside. The afternoon sun shone through the many windows, bouncing off the dark wood wainscotting and blue celestial-themed wallpaper in the hall. It felt like the house was giving me a hug.

I gripped the wooden banister as I made my way downstairs, trying to keep my weight off my injured leg. Angie said it was fine for me to walk on it, just to be careful of the stitches. Every step I took pulled on the wound, burning my skin.

I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and leaned against the wall. The lack of food from the past week and our harrowing escape left me weak. How had Genevieve survived Glen all this time?

I’d heard a car pulling out of the gravel driveway about an hour ago and knew she was on her way to a safe house. I searched myself for any lingering anger towards her, but it seemed to have finally dislodged from its dark spot in my heart. I really did hope she found happiness. I hoped we all would. We deserved it.

I pushed off the wall and kept walking, following the murmur of voices in the dining room.

I hovered in the doorway. Donovan was leaning over the large wooden table in the center of the room, sunlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and creating a halo behind his head. One of his alphas stood beside him with a light grip on the back of his neck. I remembered this alpha from the party—Terrance. He was just as huge as I remembered, his short, cropped hair dusted with silver. Jackson sat at the end of the table, looking at something on his laptop. He glanced up and smiled when he saw me, giving me a little wave.

“Josie! You should have asked for help to get downstairs. Please, take a seat,” he said, jumping up and holding a chair for me.

I eyed the chair, ready to insist I could stand when another wave of exhaustion rolled through me. I limped to the chair and sat down heavily. I needed to trust them and lean on them if I was going to free my alphas.

“Thanks,” I said, my voice coming out almost in a whisper. I cleared my throat.

“Let me get you something to drink and eat. Would you like coffee? Tea?” Jackson asked.

“Tea would be great,” I responded, and he rushed off. He reminded me of Ben, and my chest squeezed.

“Is there any news on my alphas?” I asked.

Terrance had moved partially behind Donovan, as if to hide his bulk to make me more comfortable. The more time I spent with alphas outside my family and the DA, the more I realized how wired they were to make omegas happy and comfortable.

“Actually, yes,” Donovan said gently. “Graham Leslie, the District Attorney, just announced that their trial is starting the day after tomorrow.

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