LISA’S POV Those silver-grey orbs, which I could never forget even if I tried, were piercing daggers into my soul. How could I ever forget them when I have three kids with the same eyes as him?He is dressed in a pair of sweats and a long-sleeved t-shirt, the sleeves rolled up to the elbow. The same way he used to dress when we’d train together. But he looks broader now, though those luscious lips and dark shiny hair remained the same. Wait, what am I saying? Snap out of it, Lisa. You can’t think that way about the same man who used you and dumped you like trash.“What are you trying to do?” He asked again, pulling me out of my trance.“What does it look like I’m doing?” I retort, tightening my hand on the iron bar beside the window.“Get away from the window,” he ordered, walking closer.“If you take another step, I promise you I’m going to jump,” I hissed, but he simply ignored me and took another step.I let go of the bar, jumping out. I had already made up my mind before he came
RONAN’S POV “You shouldn’t have drugged her, man,” my ears picked up Jack's words as he whispered to Kyle. “What did you expect me to do? She would’ve killed you if I didn’t. You’re welcome,” Kyle hissed, and I took slow strides to where they were arguing in hushed tones. “But still, you could’ve used something else, you know. That drug wasn’t just any sleeping drug, you know.” “I know. The alpha said we should be as fast as possible, and holding her off meant wasting more time.” “But she's a weak wolf, remember. Anything could happen-” “What did you drug her with?”I broke between their dialogue. Madeline gave them a sleeping drug to use if Lisa resisted, but from the little I just overheard, what they gave her wasn't the sleeping drug. Probably something quite stronger. “What did you inject her with?” I growled when they both fell silent. The last thing I wanted was the only person who could help me with my dad ending up dying or falling sick due to my lack of judgment.
LISA’S POVUnlike last time, I feel like a racehorse full of strength; there aren't any headaches or weak joints.I wasn’t in the room I was last time; I don't recognize this room at all, but something tells me I'm still at the pack house, or somewhere in the pack.Sitting up, I take in the room, trying to figure out where I am. Like most of the rooms in the pack house, it has white walls with red and black furniture.“You’re awake,” a blonde girl asked as she came through the door. Her white coat tells me she is one of the pack's doctors.“How are you feeling?” She flashes me a warm smile, but I don’t say anything, just watch her as she drops the tray she came in with on the nightstand.“Where am I?” It was the only thing that came out of my mouth, and it is the most logical thing to ask. I need to get out of here, and to do that, I need to know where I am.I don’t know how long I have been asleep or what time it is. I need to get home; I need to be sure my kids are safe. I hope they
LISA’S POV “What do you want?” I hissed. when Jack tossed me into the room and closed the door behind him. I thought Kyle wanted to stab me or something but it turned out Ronan asked them to check if I was awake and to direct me to Ronan’s office “A hello would have been nice. It's been ages since we last met. It's a shame; I thought we’d get to catch up on things first,” he smirked, leaning into his seat behind the large mahogany desk. I had to hold back the laugh that was bubbling in my chest. “We have nothing to catch up on. Plus, I'd rather go deaf than spare you a minute of my time to catch up. Are you joking, or do you have amnesia? Have you forgotten how you betrayed me?” “Ouch,” he said, placing his hand on his chest, feigning hurt. “Each second I spend here is a waste of my time. I need you to tell me what the heck you want from me or let me be on my way. Unlike you, I have a life to get back to.” My words must’ve stung because I saw a slight change in his demeanour,
LISA'S POV.“You still haven’t given me an answer. What is it going to be?”“Well,” he ran his thumb on his lips. “Okay, but add one little thing to that agreement. The healer said you could help, so unless she says you won't be of help, then you can leave and await the return of your journal.” I wanted to say no because I know I won't be of any help. I’m a doctor, a human doctor to be precise.“I know I’m not going to be of any help, but if you say so, then,” I shrugged.“Well, the healer is waiting,” he stood up. “Shall we?”I stood to my feet and followed behind him without any complaints, with hopes to get this over with so I can be on my way. I don’t know what or what it is now. I miss my babies so much. I’ve never been away from them this long. And I don’t know how long I’ve missed work for.We walked for at least ten minutes until we came to a stop, and he turned to me. “The healer is in there,” I simply nodded.He opened the door, motioning me to enter first, which I did. Ther
RONAN’S POV"You can read it before you sign it," Lisa pursed her lips."You wrote it, so I don’t think there's a need to read it. I trust you," I flashed her a smile, then flipped through the ten-page agreement she wrote. How she had time to write this bulky stuff in two days is a mystery to me.Lisa left the night I took her to visit Marien to get the journal and and settle things with her boss for the days she missed work, but lucky for her Jack wrote a nice message to one of her bosses that we do business with so wont get in trouble.I've tried a few times to convince her to come back to the pack, but she wouldn’t budge. And when I tried a few more times, she just ignored me. so I took that as my cue to take it down a notch.There's something about Elisa that keeps drawing me in. I kept finding myself looking at her body, and memories of that night we spent together seven years ago keeps playing in my head like a broken tape without an ending. with her scent around the only thing
LISA’S POV"The weather's nice today," Ronan commented. It was his third attempt to start a conversation, which I ignored. The last thing I wanted was to chat with him. Riding in the same car as him was bad enough.Part of me wanted to indulge, have a good conversation, and reminisce about the past like nothing happened. But I'm scared that a single conversation might make me forgive him, and I can't do that. Not now, not ever, maybe ever is a strong word I might forgive him but not yet.I might be able to forgive and forget everything else, but the betrayal of someone you thought was your friend—that's unforgettable. Even if you forgive them, those memories will always find a way to haunt you."You remember when we used to go for picnics on afternoons like this?" he persisted."I'll take a little nap, wake me when we get to town" I announced, pushing the button on the seat so it reclined. I turned to my side and closed my eyes. He knew I wasn't really sleeping, even if I were sleepy.
LISA’S POV I took a deep breath and softened my gaze at him. “Can you please unlock the door?” I say, this time calmer than before. “Wherever you're going must have been very important, and if you don't want me to go with you, then it's awful of me to try forcing my way,” he spoke, the disappointment in his voice evident. The car made a click sound, signifying he had unlocked the door. “Thank you,” I whispered before unlocking the door. I took a bus around the city while looking out the window, seizing every chance to see if Ronan was chasing after me or if he had actually left. Pulling out my phone from my pocket, I dialed Jessica’s number. After a few beeps, “You finally decided to call back,” Jessica says. “I’m sorry, I was a little busy and I couldn't pick--” “Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'm getting a new dress; there's one in pink and another in black. I don’t know which one to get.” “And how am I supposed to know which one you should get?” I chuckled. “Just forget it, I’m b
RONAN’S POV.The sun had already set by the time we returned to the pack house. Kyle carried Penny, who had fallen asleep somewhere along the way, her tiny head resting on his shoulder. Sergio was in my arms, his small body heavy with sleep until he stirred, rubbing his eyes groggily. The men I brought with me had already been dismissed, though not without Kyle warning them: "If I hear anything about that bear from anyone, you’ll lose your heads." They had nodded and slinked off, knowing better than to test his word. As we reached the apartment, I shifted Sergio gently in my arms and knocked on the door. For a moment, everything was quiet. Then the door swung open. Lisa stood there, her expression anxious and uncertain until her eyes landed on the sleepy boy in my arms. “Sergio!” she gasped, her hands flying to cover her mouth. Tears welled in her eyes as she dropped to her knees, unable to contain her relief. The boy’s sleepy face lit up with a tired but genuine smile. “
RONAN’S POV I rush toward the bear, intent on pulling the kids off, but the beast lets out another guttural growl, sharp canines glistening with drool. It's a warning: Take one step, and I’ll tear you apart.But I don't care if it rips me to shreds so long as I can get those children away and ensure their safety, I'll take whatever comes.“Don’t attack us,” Sergio says calmly, his small voice cutting through the tension.The bear lowers its growl as Sergio pats it on the head. “It’s okay, Bruno. They won’t hurt us it’s just my daddy and his friends,” he says with a smile.To my surprise, the bear kneels, allowing Sergio to slide off its back like it's nothing more than a trained pony.“Daddy!” Sergio runs toward me, his tiny arms outstretched. I scoop him up, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. The relief washes over me like a wave, he's safe. But the bear's dark eyes are still fixed on me, tracking every move I make as if daring me to try something reckless.From th
RONAN’S POV“Kyle, you stay back. Howard and Team A will come with me,” I state firmly, knowing full well Kyle is going to argue. But he needs rest. Those bastards roughed him up, and I made him interrogate them again. As much as he won’t admit it, he’s not at full strength yet.Team A is made up of our most trusted warriors. I would’ve gone alone, but I need all the eyes I can get and only trusted eyes. Someone from the inside helped with the kidnapping; I feel it in my gut.Even though they got in during the race, they couldn’t have made it this far without help. When I find out who betrayed us, I’ll make an example of them so no one ever tries it again.Kyle stands his ground, hands in his pockets. “I’m coming with you.”His wounds have mostly healed, just a slight pinkish tint on his cheek. But it doesn’t change the fact that he needs rest.“No, you need to go and rest,” I tell him firmly.“My niece is missing too,” Kyle says quietly, his gaze unwavering. “Both kids are like my ow
RONAN'S POVFolding the sleeves of my blue button up shirt, I slip on my brass knuckles before taking a seat opposite him. The blonde guy across from me looks seconds away from pissing his pants. I tap the table lightly and lean forward with a cold smile. “We're in for some games tonight. I hope you’re ready.” He glares at me, trying to act tough. “What do you want from me?” I rest my elbows on the table. “First, how about you tell me your name?” “I’m not telling you shit,” he snarls. “Wrong answer,” I mutter, slamming my brass-covered fist into his face once, then twice. The sound of bone cracking echoes through the room as blood pours from his mouth. A tooth drops onto the table with a dull clink, and he groans in pain, spitting blood. “That should tell you I’m not here to play your ‘loyal spy’ games,” I say, wiping my knuckles clean. “Now, let’s try this again. What’s your name?” “Abel,” he whispers, trying hard to sound calm, but the fear in his eyes gives him away.
RONAN’S POV “Baby, are you okay?” I ask, though I already know the answer. I don’t need to ask to know she isn’t okay. For the past three days, she hasn’t cried or shown any vulnerability. I know she wants Sergio back, I do too. Just the thought of what might be happening to my son right now makes me sick. I don’t know exactly what is going on, but if even a single strand of hair is missing from his head when I find him, I will make sure I burn down any pack or territory involved, no matter how small their part. “Do I look like I’m okay?” she asks, raising an eyebrow. “You don’t look okay,” I reply softly. She looks far from it. I know exactly what she’s doing, suppressing her emotions to stay strong. Gemma has been all over the place, crying and begging me to find her daughter. Lisa has been the only one holding things together, which means she’s bottling everything up to stay rational for everyone’s sake. But it’s eating her alive, and I know it because I feel it too. “L
LISA'S POV In a flash, we are no longer behind the bleachers, and the entire place erupts into chaos. People scatter in every direction, panicked voices rising over one another. My heart stutters in my chest, and my mind goes blank. My entire body freezes as if someone flipped a switch, cutting off my ability to think, move, or even breathe.Everything feels like it has stopped.“Lisa, I need to get you to safety now, please, don’t panic,” Ronan urges, his voice strained with urgency.His words barely register. It feels like I’m hearing them underwater, faint and distant. My limbs are paralyzed, every muscle locked in place, as if I have forgotten how to move.“I can’t go.” My voice is a trembling whisper as I take a step toward the chaotic crowd.“Lisa, no, it’s not safe in there,” Ronan shouts above the noise, trying to hold me back.“The kids are still in there! How am I supposed to leave when my children are caught in that madness?” My voice cracks with desperation as I try to sh
LISA'S POV "I need to take this," I told Gemma, slipping my phone into my hand. "Can you keep an eye on Sergio for me?""Of course," Gemma said, giving me a reassuring smile."Hello," I say as I reach the back of the benches."Hey, Lis. I need your help. I’ve got a patient, and he’s not breathing," Jessica's voice comes through the line, shaky and alarmed."Jessie, I need you to calm down. Breathe," I say slowly, using my most soothing tone. I wait as she takes a few deep breaths. When she sounds steadier, I continue, "Okay, tell me what’s going on.""He’s out of surgery, and when he woke up, everything was fine. But then he fell asleep, and I thought it was just regular sleep, but... I think someone disconnected the heart monitor.""Have you tried turning it back on?" I ask."Yes, I did. I even tried CPR, but he’s not responding. I called for backup, but they’re not here yet, and I don’t want to leave the room. I don’t want to leave him alone," she says, her panic creeping back."Ok
LISA'S POV. “Uh... hi,” I manage to mumble, awkwardly patting her back before stepping away.Gretchen pulls back, her smile never faltering. "I've heard a lot about you. It's so nice to finally put a face to the name," "Good things, I hope?" I replied, trying to sound polite."Very good things," she assured me with another smile. Then her gaze shifted down. "And who is this little guy?" She crouched to Sergio’s level, but he quickly ran to hide behind me."Oh, that's my son. He tends to be a little shy around new people," I explained, gently patting Sergio’s head."He's adorable!" she said with a small wave in his direction, but Sergio clung tighter to my leg. Gretchen didn’t seem offended and stood back up, brushing it off easily. She then turned toward Gemma with a friendly grin."And you must be Gemma, right?"The easy smile that had been on Gemma’s face moments ago faded. She raised a brow, her expression shifting from cheerful to wary. After all the excitement she’d shown earli
LISA'S POVA few seconds ago, I was smiling, happy, and even laughing at Gemma’s playful remarks. But now, all the warmth in my chest has evaporated. My mood sours with every whisper I hear from the crowd seated behind us murmurs about how good Gretchen looks next to Ronan, and how perfect they seem together.Each compliment stings more than the last, spreading like poison through my veins.I grip the edge of my seat, resisting the urge to turn around and tell everyone to shut up. My fingers itch to strangle something anything or maybe just slap the smug smiles off those who keep talking about how they “compliment each other.”Ronan’s gaze burns into me, but I refuse to look his way. I won’t give him the satisfaction. Not when he’s sitting right next to her. My phone buzzes in my pocket again and again. I don’t need to check to know it’s him. it has tobe him. But this time, I won’t bite. I don’t want to give him the chance to explain or justify whatever nonsense he thinks is acceptab