Chapter 59: Feeling content.

I smiled happily.

A flood of tenderness swept over me as Mike curled into a comfortable sleep, snug in his bed. As I gazed over him, I was overcome by a wave of protectiveness; my heart ached from the immense love I had for my baby.

The thought of leaving him, even for a moment, filled me with a sense of unease. He was my everything, my reason for living, and I would do anything to keep him safe from harm.

When Mike recounted his ordeal, my heart clenched with a mixture of relief and anger. I was grateful that they hadn’t harmed him physically, but the thought of my sweet boy being tied up and forced to sleep in a chair filled me with vengeance.

With each word Mike said, the rage simmered within me, fueled by the wrongdoing of what had happened to my son. I traced the faint marks around his hand, with an image of the unease it took to hold those responsible accountable.

The door creaked open, and Alpha Jacob entered the room, his presence instantly comforting. I felt a rush of w