Emma Collins thought she had escaped her past when she moved to New York City, leaving her werewolf pack behind. But when an old debt threatens her family's safety, she is forced into an alliance with the formidable Declan pack. As she struggles with the prospect of an arranged marriage to , Sage Declan,the leader of the Declan pack, a series of brutal murders targeting lone werewolves draws them into a deadly conspiracy. Emma and Sage must navigate their complicated relationship and unite their strengths to protect their packs and uncover the truth. Can they find a way to honor their obligations without sacrificing their own desires?
Home faraway from Home
"Mom, what's happening?" Emma inquired, her voice trembling with worry.
"The Declan pack has arrived to our doorstep, Emma," her mother responded, her voice shaking. They are requesting payment for a past debt that we are unable to pay. "They are making threats towards us."
"What debt from the past?" Emma asked forcefully. "What is it that you are discussing?"
"It's a loan from years ago that your father took out," her mother clarified. "He believed he would be able to repay it, but... however, it didn't go as planned." And now the Declan group is requesting compensation.
"What is the amount they are asking for?" Emma inquired, her thoughts moving quickly.
"Her mother whispered about a hundred thousand dollars." Emma, it's not within our financial means. We will lose all our possessions.
"What is the status of the pack?" "Emma inquired." "Is it not possible for them to assist us?"
"They are too frightened," her mother confessed. The Declan pack is overly strong. "They fear there will be repercussions."
"What should I do?" Emma inquired, unable to do anything.
"Emma, please come back home," her mother begged. Your assistance is required. We are unable to achieve this by ourselves.
"Sure thing, mom," Emma responded, coming to a conclusion. I will return to the house. I am willing to do anything necessary to provide assistance.
"Emma, thank you," her mother whispered with a voice full of relief. "We will await your arrival."
After ending the call, Emma realized her life was going to be different from now on. She was returning to Texas, returning to her pack, and returning to the secrets she believed she had left in the past.
Emma was feeling anxious as she prepared her luggage. She had not returned to Texas for three years, ever since she departed to begin her new life in New York. However, given the predicament her family was in, she had no other option available.
Emma felt anxious as she entered the plane. What would she discover upon arriving at her residence? Is her family going to be out of harm's way?
The flight felt like it lasted an eternity, but eventually, Emma made it to Texas. She called for a taxi and went towards her family's ranch, feeling her heart racing in her chest.
Upon her arrival, tears welled up in Emma's mother's eyes as she waited for her. "She expressed gratitude for Emma's presence, giving her a tight hug."
Emma embraced her, experiencing a wave of comfort. She stated, "Mom, I am present." I will do everything necessary to offer assistance.
In the living room, her dad John was pacing anxiously. "Emma, we're in a difficult situation," he said. The Declan pack is requesting payment, and we don't have the money for it.
Emma gave a nod, her thoughts running quickly. "She mentioned she would speak with them." I will check what is possible.
However, just as she was about to go, Emma's mother grabbed her arm. "Emma, watch out," she murmured. One should not underestimate the Declan pack.
Emma agreed with a shiver running down her spine. She was aware that her mother was correct. The Declan pack was strong and determined to achieve their goals at any cost.
Walking to the taxi, Emma felt a strong sense of resolve. She was willing to go to any lengths to safeguard her family, even if it involved confronting the Declan pack by herself.
"Mom, I've arrived," Emma stated, embracing her mother closely. I am ready to do anything necessary to provide assistance.
"Emma, thank you," her mother responded, with tears in her eyes. "We find ourselves in a difficult situation." The Declan pack wants payment from us, but we don't have enough money.
"I will speak with them," Emma said confidently. I will try to find a solution.
Her mother cautioned Emma to be cautious. The Declan pack is not to be underestimated.
"I promise, mom," Emma stated. "I will proceed with caution."
"Emma, we've experimented with all possible solutions," her father said, walking back and forth in the living room. "We requested more time, we proposed making payments in parts... but nothing is effective."
"What is it they specifically desire?" Emma inquired.
Her father responded that they demanded the complete sum of $100,000 or else they would seize the ranch.
"We don't have enough money for it." Emma stated.
"I'm aware," Her father replied. "That is the reason why your assistance is needed. You need to speak with them please."
"Sure," Emma replied. "I can do that but can you clarify this more?"
"A few months ago is when it all began," her mother described. "The Declan group approached us, requesting repayment for a previous loan your father borrowed many years ago. We believed we had settled the payment, but it seems there was a clause we overlooked."
"Clause?"
"If we are unable to make the payment, ownership of the ranch would be transferred to them." My dad responded.
"That is absurd. Giving them the ranch is not something we can simply do." Emily butt in.
"I am aware," her father stated. "But that is what they are asking for."
"What do you mean?" Emma's voice trembled, her mind racing. "What are they asking for?" She asked hoping that her mother would mention money.
"An old promise, an exchange we made to save the pack." her mother replied, voice breaking. "We tried to stay out of their way, but they haven't forgotten. They want what we can't give."
"And that is?" Emma asked ,clearly running out of patience.
"You"-her mom replied.
"Why me?" Emma replied, she laughed loud, but stop when she realized her mother made no reaction.
"They want you to marry their son,Sage." Her mother explained further.
Emma tried to speak, but couldn't find words, Her world tilted on its axis.
The city, with all its challenges, now seemed safer compared to the danger looming over her and her family.
The Declans were not to be messed with; they were ruthless and unyielding and had nature at their finger tips.
Her parents' lives were at stake, her pack and the weight of their survival now rested on her shoulders. An arranged marriage?
She sank deeper into her chair, her small world , the haven she had built for herself had just come crashing down and she had no idea what to do to save her world.
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