Chapter Thirty-seven

Gemma's POV

The thing about emotion is that it's like clay. You can shape it and mold it and will it to be whatever you want. I was feeling too much to help me concentrate. So I moulded my emotion into a little ball and kept it in the back of my mind. I would explore it later. Now, I had to fight.

"Yes we should get on with it. Be sure to protect the little ones in your belly. Would be tragic if anything happened to them." My so called father said with a smirk and I growled. I could feel surprise from the mate bond and even the others couldn't hide it. Elias indicated for the hunters to attack and we had an army coming at us.