HER PERSONAL ASSISTANT

Chapter 7

Ember's POV

I was stressed.
That wasn't how it was supposed to go.
The notes had somehow made me feel that the sudden rogue attacks were just a mere coincidence and Ray had no part to play in it.
The more I thought of it, the more guilty I felt.
I reached home in my Porsche, I was so consumed by my thoughts and the guilt and constant memories of Ray sitting there helpless after his nightmare and the night yesterday. I don't have a damn idea what had happened to him, and asking was out of question, he of course didn't need to know I was keeping a watch on him.
I checked the mail praying there were no new notes in it.
But my prayers weren't heard. There was a pile of them. I took them all and my arms felt too heavy, they were too heavy for me to carry.
They all said something about my mate and the sins I had commited. I wasn't a saint and I have killed people, rogues. Except one person I had killed wasn't a rogue but an Alpha..
Emily..
Those past days all flashed in front of my eyes..
I started reading the notes one by one all of them telling me to think upon what I had did, who I had killed and about my mate, how my mate was naive and how they would hurt him.
I couldn't let Ray get hurt..
I had to keep him safe. I had to resolve everything, but right now he was in no way going to forgive me.
I had to talk to somebody, I had to let it out.
I quickly took my car and drove to my parents house. I rung the bell frantically as if trying to get them to open it faster.
My dad opened the door and I hugged him hard, nearly knocking him down.
The familiar smell of his cologne calmed me down immensely and immediately. He was the kind of father others would look up to. The most straightforward, practical and professional person who was a big softie for his family.

"What's wrong, Em?"

I just sobbed harder and I didn't realise when he had guided me through the house and sat me on a sofa.
Till the time I had calmed down, there was a mug of steaming coffee on the table right in front of me. I inhaled the smell and quickly gulped a few sips, just as I liked it..
My dad always knew how to calm me down. I wasn't as close with my mother.
Me and my father were very much similar, maybe that made me closer to him than my mom.
Her utter sarcasm in every single sentence she spoke and the impractically of her behaviour sometimes got to me so hard that I didn't speak to her for months. My father and I met outside of the house when I was angry with her and she didn't know that we met.
I wouldn't want to imagine what would have happened if she got to know.
Warm arms engulfed me in a hug and the door to my thoughts opened as I rambled on and on about my mate, the argument, the notes, his depressed state, everything..
Not a single word was left unsaid.
"Emmy baby, he's hurt, his nightmares and his depressed state..
Try understanding him Ember, talk to him, not a meeting, a talk where you communicate and not just converse.
A talk in which you open up and confess, you understand, you listen and understand the silence and the unsaid words."
"He won't forgive me dad, he's so so angry, the look on his face, his steely eyes and the look of disbelief are the only things I can remember of right now.
The guilt is eating me. I didn't believe him about the rogue situation, i shouldn't have doubted him."

"Emmy, you weren't wrong. It was your duty as the Alpha to understand and take all the aspects into consideration.
But you have to make him understand that. You cannot expect him to just understand you when you are acting all reserved around him."

"You're right ..
I have to sort this out..
I'm going to go and talk to him right now dad.."
I instantly got up, planted a kiss on his cheek and hugged him. His positivity never let me down and his understanding and practicality helped me in every single life problem of mine.

"Go Emmy"
He nudged me towards the door and I left, speeding on the road I reached his house, parking my car at a distance. All the lights were switched off and there was pin drop silence in his house.
Where the hell was he!!

I frantically tried reaching his phone and it instantly told me it was switched off.
My anxiety levels hit the sky.
The words in the notes started flashing and ringing in my ears. I kneeled on the ground unable to breathe and I started trying to regain my breathing. I was having a panic attack, I hadn't had one in years not after I had completed my only motive..

Not after I had killed him.
The Alpha of Hail Pack. The one who was the cause that Emily wasn't with us today. He was the reason such a beautiful soul was lost and actually many more were. I had made it my life's mission to avenge her and all the innocent lives that were lost due to that psychopath who was killing people for territory and had blood lust. I never could understand such people, why can't people live and let live ..

He had burnt down the pack where Emily had went after she found her mate. She had shifted with him and was happily living there..
Until that day ...

Damon, the Alpha of Hail Pack, who had started the horrendous fire at the Blood Stone Pack.
The whole pack was burnt down, only a few members survived according to my knowledge, but they fled the scene as fast as they could.
Who wouldn't.
Reliving those moments, when your family was with you just seconds ago is not something anybody would like to do if they had the choice. So of course, they left and never came back. I had my sources and the neighbouring packs confirmed my suspicions that it was indeed Damon who had started the fire.

Emily's smiling face, the look on her face as she left the pack with her mate, our calls, our memories, all the sweet memories haunted me for months, until I had killed him.
I wasn't that cruel to start a fire and kill his whole pack and I even let his son go.

If my suspicions are correct, Damon's son, Isaac is the one sending me these notes, because rogues are loners and they had no families in most cases to blackmail me with such notes for revenge. Till now I did not have a weak point, which they could target and blackmail me with...
But now..
I had Ray and I couldn't lose him.
I cannot cope with the loss of people very well and the depression and anxiety after Emily died was a proof of it ..
I wasn't looking forward to repeating any events that had already happened in my life..
I wouldn't cope and if anything happens to Ray .. I would never forgive myself ..
Never...

I quickly hid once I heard a car pulling in front of the house, I hid in his backyard hoping he didn't smell my scent..
I couldn't talk to him right now. I wasn't in the right state to do so calmly.
Thankfully, he went inside and I scurried off reaching my car and speeding away from his neighbourhood.

I was a cruel person to kill a man and have no regrets, but I had no choice. I wouldn't have had peace until I didn't avenge Emily and the other souls who were forced to leave this beautiful world.
In fact I had helped the other packs, because this wasn't the first time Damon had tortured and killed people.
Killing their loved ones in front of them and making them suffer with the endless horrendous nightmares.
I reached home and took my pills, I hadn't touched them since days, but I wouldn't be able to sleep without them and I knew that.
I laid in my bed waiting for the pills to kick in and pull me in a dreamless slumber but even the pills couldn't make my mind forget the beautiful blue eyes of my innocent mate...
And my heartbeat rose as they turned steely and soon there was only darkness and I was left alone to gaze at it and keep on thinking if this was the punishment I was getting for killing all those rogues.

My phone dinged near my head signalling I had received a message. There was a conference in Italy and I was invited and I couldn't rejoice more at thought of having my mate with me safe and sound as we attended the conference.
He was my assistant, and I definitely could take him with me, even if he doesn't want to. In any other case I wouldn't have forced him but right now his safety was more important than his wish.
I would get to know if he forgives me or not once I talk to him and tomorrow was most probably the day.
I quickly replied back and received an instant message that I would be receiving the details and flight tickets in a few days. The conference was in fifteen days and I couldn't wait for them to get over.
I felt my eyes drooping and laid down in my bed snuggling in the blanket as I saw those eyes again, staring at me with adoration and love, the emotions I craved to see in my mates eyes in real life.