Just Once

Three years of marriage brought nothing but a thorn to my heart. My child was critically ill and in need of treatment. My husband didn't care and even called me unfaithful. In my desperation, I sold my body and soul in exchange for the recovery of my child. His name was Benjamin. Dominating the underworld and influencing politics, he was like a poppy that impressed, captivated, broke, and disillusioned me. He said that different from the others who approached me only for sex, he wanted every part of me. He also said that I was his only one and that nothing in this world could compare with me. Then he told me that these were all lies. I told him that these were true to me.

Cora Jenkins · Urbano

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Chapter 44

Dad sighed. "We have to go," he said. Mom nodded and they held hands again. "We love you," Dad whispered.

"No!" I shouted as they started floating and fading in the air. "Bring them back," I begged Seleta. "Take me to them."

Seleta shook her head. "You have to go back home."

"I don't want to. I want to stay here with my parents."

"The only way to be with them is if you die," Seleta said. "And its not your time yet."

Tears started to stream down my face. "But it was their time to die?" I asked. "When I needed my parents the most, they died."

"I know, Emma. I've seen everything. You can't go with them. You have to go home. You have to turn on your emotions. You have to rule the werewolves," she declared.

"I don't have to do any of that," I argued.

Seleta sighed. "Yes you do. It is your destiny. I can guide you on the right path."

"What's the right path?" I questioned.

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