Chapter 39.

JASON.

I sit in my office, the weight of the past few days settling over me like a heavy cloud, but finally, there’s a ray of hope. The pack business is going smoothly, yet my mind is elsewhere, focused on two persons: Stacy and my son Liam.

How can I get them back home without much fuss?

Suddenly the phone on my desk buzzes, pulling me from my thoughts. It's the call I've been waiting for— it's retired Beta George Will I had sent on a special errand.

"George," I answer, keeping my tone controlled. "Did she sign?"

"Yes, Alpha," George’s gruff voice confirms. "Stacy signed the contract. She’ll be planning your father’s 60th birthday party. And as you instructed, she doesn’t know it was you who hired her."

A sense of satisfaction pulses through me. Stacy may not want anything to do with me, but I’ve managed to bring her back into my orbit, even if it’s through deception.

"Good," I say, leaning back in my chair. "Keep everything as it is. Don’t let her find out."

"Understood," Ge