Chapter 70.

JASON.

Meeting Alpha Frank and his wife after so many years was unnerving; their judgment was unmistakable. But enduring it was worth every tense moment because now, finally, I'm here—standing in Stacy’s home, with my family.

As I step through Stacy's small living room but comfortable, Liam is perched on my arm, while I take in every detail.

The two-bedroom layout is modest, filled with warmth and the intoxicating hint of lavender that is her scent. My gaze wanders, catching a few colorful drawings pinned to the fridge and a well-worn armchair by the window.

I’m struck by the purity of the space—not a single trace of another man's scent. A surge of hope flickers within me, hope that maybe there’s still a place for me in their lives. Especially Stacy's.

Liam shifts in my arms, looking up at me with his big, curious eyes. “Daddy, why are there so many guards around the house?”

I smile, ruffling his hair. “Because I’m an Alpha of one of the biggest and strongest packs, and one day, whe