LISA’S POV"So, this is the cool place?" I cocked a brow at Jack as we stood in front of a log cabin in the middle of the woods. It looked old and a bit shabby, like it had been there for a long time."Don't judge a book by its cover, Lee," he said with a smile. I couldn’t help but laugh at the funny nickname he’d been calling me these past few days."I didn’t even say anything bad about it, you know." I turned to him with a little chuckle."But the way you said 'cool place' said it all." He moved from my side to the front porch. "We didn't walk all the way here just to stand outside." Jack grabbed a key from one of the flower pots on the porch and unlocked the door as I slowly followed him up the steps.When he opened the door, I was surprised. It was exactly as he said—a cool place. The inside looked nothing like a typical log cabin.The living area was spacious, with a large TV mounted on the wall. Off to the side, there was an arcade machine and a pool table, adding a fun vibe. A p
**LISA’S POV**“How are you, my baby?” I smile into the phone at Serge, whose face is tomato-red from crying all morning. I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye when I left two nights ago because they were asleep.As much as I wanted to go home yesterday, I couldn’t because, even though the surgery was a success, the blue moon hasn’t done as much as we thought it might. Alpha Garrett’s heart rate is still fluctuating, so Marien and I are trying to come up with a solution. Until then, I have to stay and help out.With Marien having some emergency back in her pack, I couldn’t even make the quick trip to my house and back like I planned yesterday. I have to stay and watch the patient while trying to come up with a way to get his heart rate back to normal.“The house is a mess,” Jessica called out from the background.Yesterday morning, when the kids started asking where I was, she told them I had a night shift to calm them down. By the evening, when I wasn’t back, they started throwing tan
LISA’S POV“You have children, Lisa? When? How? Where? Why didn’t you tell me?” I almost laughed at his words. He dared to ask me that, after all the betrayal, after he lied to me and tossed me aside when he found his mate. Matter of fact, why the heck does he even care? I know his mate has probably given birth to two or more babies for him, so me having children should be the least of his worries.“Who said I have kids?” I say, my tone calm and calculated. I need to figure out how much of my conversation he heard. I hope he didn’t hear much.“I heard a child call you ‘Mommy,’ and you said ‘your babies.’” I gave him an amused look as he spoke. “Don’t even deny it, Lisa. I know what I heard.”“The thing is, Ronan, what you heard and what you didn’t hear are none of my business, and you are in no place to demand answers from me. I’m not here to catch up with you or be buddies with you again. I’m here because of our deal, and after all this is cleared up, I’ll leave this pack. I hope y
**RONAN'S POV**I don't know what the heck is wrong with me or why I keep messing up when it comes to Lisa. I was hoping we could let bygones be bygones and move on. I thought we might be able to rekindle our friendship, even if we couldn't acknowledge our mate bond.But I keep messing things up. It feels like she detests me more with each conversation we have. Finding out she is a mother made me a little hopeful that they could be mine, but we were only intimate once, and it's been seven years. Her oldest child is five years old, so there's no chance it's mine.To make matters worse, she has a man. Hearing those words made my chest tighten. My wolf wanted to find the man and tear him to pieces.I know it's my fault she left, but I still hoped she was single. But I guess seven years was too long, and after what I did, she had every right to move on with whoever she wanted to.According to our contract and the promise I made, I don't have any right to try to force myself back into her
LISA’S POV“Are you sure it's going to work?” Marien asks as we stroll back to the still room after checking up on Gareth, for the second time today since the last treatments. “It has to,” I state, opening the door to the still room. This has to work. After going through my mom’s journal, a quick call to one of my cardiologist friends, and using some old methods Marien found when she left for her pack, I'm determined to make this succeed.There’s a high chance he’ll wake up after this because every second I remember my kids are millions of kilometers away from me, missing me, and maybe even crying, it breaks my heart. And each breath I take in this pack smells like betrayal and danger. Just because I'm currently treating Ronan’s dad doesn’t mean I'm entirely safe.These people hate me, and I don't know when someone will get fed up with seeing me in their gardens and finally decide to finish the job. I need to get out of here, and soon.“What if it doesn’t—”“It will,” I snap, cutting
LISA'S POVWhen we got to the room, I could hear a few voices coming from inside. Marien knocked on the door, and Ronan opened it.“Hello, Marien,” he said, stepping aside to let us in.“Hello there,” she replied with a smile.“Hello, Lisa,” he greeted me. I simply nodded in response the last thing I wanted was to start a conversation with him.If it were up to me, I wouldn’t be standing here with him. Every time I look at him, I can’t help but think about that brief moment we shared.Stop it, Lisa. Nothing happened. You're overreacting. He has a mate, for crying out loud.“Marien, Lisa, I want you to meet Alpha Xander,” Ronan said, gesturing toward the man in the room. He looked to be six feet tall or even taller, powerfully built, with a handsome face that screamed authority. I don't know where I've seen him before, but he looked familiar. Calm and collected—but I've learned that the calm ones are often the most dangerous.I wouldn’t be surprised if someone told me he had a weapon h
LISA’S POV“I think he wants to speak to you,” I tell Ri, nodding towards where her mate is standing. He's out of earshot, but I bet he's trying to listen in.After our little chat yesterday, I encouraged her to take the tour, which she did. But I was wrong about any potential friendship brewing. Still, progress is progress—I wasn’t as awkward today, and the conversation flowed smoother.She turns in the direction I indicated. “Oh crap, he’s being creepy again.”“Creepy?” I raise an eyebrow. I’m not sure if I’m going blind, but what I see is a man in love, gazing at his mate while talking to the biggest betrayer on earth—Ronan. Maybe she just finds it unsettling.“Yes, Xander’s like a creep. He’s always staring. I’m sorry if it’s making you uncomfortable; I can go over and tell him to stop,” she offers.“Oh no, don’t worry about me. I just thought he might want to speak to you, which is why he’s been staring. But if that’s normal, then I have no issues. Besides, you’ve been throwing
LISA’S POV“You’re awake?” I whisper, barely believing it.“Oh my God, he’s awake!” I scream, bolting out of the room. I can finally go home now.I dash down the hallway, my heart racing with excitement. I need to find Marien—our hard work has finally paid off. In my haste, I don’t see where I’m going and crash into something—or rather, someone. I look up and see Ronan. But I’m too happy to frown or get angry.“Are you okay? Where are you going in such a hurry?” he asks, concerned.I flash him a big smile before shouting, “Congratulations!”“For what?” he asks, confused.“He’s awake!” I squeal, my joy spilling over. All those sleepless nights have finally paid off.“Who? My father?” he asks, his voice trembling with hope.I’m too happy to speak, so I just nod, grinning from ear to ear.“Are you sure?” His eyes search mine, needing confirmation.“Yes, Ronan, he’s awake!” I shout, shaking his shoulders with my hands.“He’s awake?” A smile spreads across his face, and he pulls me close,
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