All Chapters of The Alpha’s reckoning : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

**LISA’S POV**Although I had vowed never to set foot in that pack again, I couldn't stop thinking about Marien and how she was handling everything on her own. Even though Kyle had been nasty and arrogant with his words, I still found myself wondering how she was doing.For a moment, I considered going to help. But then, Ronan and the painful memories of how the pack had treated me pulled me back. A part of me wanted to rise above it and offer help, but I was tired of being the bigger person, doing what I thought was right, and getting nothing in return.All I received was mockery and disrespect. I am a woman of my word, so when I said the deal was off, I meant it. Even though I said it in the heat of the moment, I still stand by it.But despite all that, I couldn’t silence the little voices whispering in my head. So when Ronan came to me himself, the only reason I agreed to follow him was because I wanted to help Marien. If anything, she had been a friend of my mother’s. The deal he

**LISA'S POV**“You should go get some rest, dear. I’ll be here monitoring him till the morning,” Marien says as she walks back into the room.“You know, old people need more rest than the younger ones,” I tease her.“Well, this old lady is nothing like those old ladies in your human world,” she jokes, opening the door. “Now out! I left you a towel, and there’s some tea in the healer’s quarters.”“Okay, ma’am,” I chuckle before leaving the room.I return to the still room where I kept my bag. It's a good thing I brought another outfit. I take it and walk to the bathroom, taking a warm shower and changing into the black sweatpants and long-sleeved t-shirt. I don’t know why I thought there would be a hair dryer in here.I shouldn’t have wet my hair; I should’ve waited until tomorrow when I get home. I try my best to dry it with the towel I found on the rack, but I’m too exhausted to keep trying. So when my hair is slightly damp, I take my bag and head for the healer’s quarters, hoping I

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“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

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