MELISSA’S POVI glanced back at the boys, who were watching the scene with wide eyes. “It’s fine, Knox. I’m good. Really. You didn’t have to come all this way.”“Melissa, come on,” he said, stepping forward slightly. “You’re already running late, and I can see you’re stressed. Let me help, alright?”His tone softened, and I felt the weight of exhaustion pulling me down again. I was tired—so damn tired of doing everything on my own. But letting him help? It didn’t feel right. It complicated things. Still, there was something in his eyes that made me hesitate.“Okay,” I said, almost reluctantly. “Let me just grab my bag.”I turned to the boys, trying to mask the unease Knox’s presence stirred in me. “You two behave while I’m gone. I mean it. Call if you need me.”“Will do, Mom,” Dylan said, giving me a look that was far too mature for his age. Tyler waved, already distracted by something on the TV.“Love you,” I said, giving them a smile, even though it felt forced. “I’ll be back soon.”
CHAPTER 48MELISSA’S POV"I can’t lose him, Melissa," he finally said, his voice cracking slightly, betraying the emotion he usually kept locked away. "I’ve already lost too much."Hearing that crack in his voice broke something in me. I wanted to reach out, to offer comfort, to promise that everything would be okay. But I knew better. Making promises in situations like this was dangerous, especially when I didn’t know the outcome myself."I’m doing everything I can," I said quietly. "I promise you that."Knox nodded but didn’t say anything else. The car pulled to a stop in front of the hospital, and for a moment, neither of us moved. I felt the urge to say something more, to bridge the growing chasm between us, but the words just wouldn’t come."I should get inside," I finally said, breaking the silence. "There’s a lot to do.""Right," Knox said, snapping back to the present. He cleared his throat, his mask of stoicism sliding back into place. "I’ll be waiting for your call."I nodde
ALPHA KNOX’S POV"Melissa."She turned, looking at me over her shoulder."Thank you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "For trying. For everything."She nodded, closed the car’s door gently behind her and walked away towards the hospital’s entrance. I watched her go, our conversation on my mind.Her words reverberated in my mind: There’s a chance. I wouldn’t be working this hard if I didn’t think there was.The hope that I had in me for Michael’s recovery was like a double-edged sword.I knew that too well. Hope could lift you up, but when it fell apart, it shattered you into pieces that were impossible to put back together.Finally, after what felt like hours but was only minutes, I forced myself to turn the key in the ignition. The engine rumbled to life, but I still hesitated before putting the car in gear. What if I drove away and something happened? What if I left, and that small glimmer of hope slipped away while I wasn’t there? The thought of losing Michael was unbearab
ALPHA KNOX’S POV“Oh, Knox… " she trailed off as her friends bowed. I recognised them a little; I had seen them with Susie a couple of times prior to that moment. Susie and I had not seen each other for a while, not since the last attack on the pack that had left me injured and technically, I was still living at the hospital since I had not been discharged yet. It was then that I remembered that she had not even come to check on me at the hospital. She was the Luna of the pack and my wife and yet, she cared about nobody but herself… and maybe Michael. My mom’s words rang in my ear as I stared at Susie. Your wife, who hasn’t visited you in the entire week you’ve been admitted? Don’t pretend that her opinion on this matters, Knox. She’s never cared about the pack, or you, the way she should.“Susie. My office, now,” I declared before heading straight into the office, not even waiting for her reply.I slammed the door behind me as I entered my office, my mind racing. The sound echoed
“You don’t need me, Knox. You just need someone to stand next to you and play the part. Someone who’ll follow your lead and not ask questions. That’s all you’ve ever needed.”“Do you even care that I was injured?” I demanded, remembering how quickly Melissa had attended to me, trying to hide her concern when she had seen me injured.Susie’s eyes flicked to mine, sharp as daggers, but there was something else there—something guarded. She crossed her arms tighter across her chest, refusing to answer for a long, tense moment."Of course, I care,” she said, her voice quieter now, but still edged with irritation. "But let's not make this about you, Knox. You’re the Alpha. You’ve been injured before, and you’ll get hurt again. That’s just part of it. You don’t need me hovering around like some nursemaid.”I stared at her, disbelief surging through me. "It wasn’t about needing a damn nursemaid. I needed my wife, Susie. I was in that hospital for a week—seven days—and you didn’t come once. No
ALPHA KNOX’S POV“Knox, we need to talk,” she had said, her voice stern but laced with concern. I was still healing from the deep gash across my shoulder from the last attack, but I stood tall, trying not to let the pain show. The pressure to be invincible, to not show weakness, was always there.“There’s nothing to discuss, Mother,” I replied, my voice hard. “We’ve got another patrol to set up. I need to focus.”“This is about the pack,” she said, stepping closer. “You need more than just warriors and patrols. You need allies. Resources.”I knew where this was going. We had been dancing around this conversation for weeks, and I had no interest in entertaining it.“Susie’s mother is willing to fund us. She’s wealthy, Knox. More than we could ever hope to gather ourselves. With her support, we could hire more warriors, strengthen the borders, and secure the future of this pack.”I clenched my jaw, turning away from her. “I’m not marrying someone for their money, Mother.”“This isn’t ju
ALPHA KNOX’S POV“What kind of call?” I asked, my voice tight, trying to hide the tension coiling inside me. My mind raced through every possible scenario—none of them good. But Andrew wasn’t the type to bring me nonsense, so whatever he had to say was important. Urgent, even.Andrew glanced around the room, as if double-checking that no one else was listening, even though the door was firmly shut. “The doctor seemed excited,” he began. “I couldn’t hear the whole conversation, but he rushed out right after he got the call. It was something about the new medicine regimen—the one Melissa developed.”I froze. The new regimen. The one that was supposed to be the answer to everything. The one I was hoping would save my son and injured pack members.Andrew continued, his eyes never leaving mine. “I couldn’t make out all the details, but the way the doctor was acting... it seemed like good news. Or at least, that’s what I hope.”My heart pounded harder in my chest. Good news? That was someth
ALPHA KNOX’S POVMelissa sighed softly, motioning for me to sit down, though I ignored the gesture. I remained standing, arms crossed over my chest as I waited for her explanation.Melissa shifted slightly, closing the file on her desk. I could see the hesitation in her eyes as she prepared to explain herself. She knew what was coming, and so did I. I wasn’t about to let her dance around the subject.“The regimen I developed,” she began carefully, “was designed specifically for the injured pack members. Those who were physically harmed in the attacks.” Her voice was measured, but I could feel the tension building between us.“And Michael?” I pressed, my tone sharp. “He’s not injured, but he’s still lying in that hospital bed, barely hanging on.”Melissa nodded, clearly aware of the storm she was about to step into. “Michael isn’t injured, Alpha. He’s sick. His condition is different from the others. The regimen I formulated was tailored to help with the healing process of wounds and i