Novels by Ssally

Alina’s POV - Trial Day FiveI wasn’t scheduled to testify again, so I could sit in the audience and watch. The courtroom had become familiar over the past week—the same wooden benches, the same quiet conversations, the same feeling of anticipation every time a new witness sat down.Today felt different, though. There was tension in the air. People whispered about a “surprise witness” the prosecution was calling.“Do you know who it is?” I whispered to Ronan, who sat on my left. Jaxon was on my right, and Maddox had stayed back at our place for security—we’d learned not to leave it completely empty.“No idea,” Ronan whispered back. “But judging by Hart’s lawyers scrambling around, they didn’t know either.”The bailiff’s voice rang out. “The prosecution calls David Reeves to the stand.”The name hit me like a punch. David Reeves—t

Alina’s POV - Three Days LaterThe courtroom was overflowing—every seat was taken, and people filled the back, while others watched on screens in nearby rooms. This wasn’t just any trial; it felt like a dramatic show. The fall of Commissioner Marcus Hart, brought down by his own daughter, played out for public consumption like a Greek tragedy.I sat nervously in the witness waiting room, still wearing the same navy suit from my earlier testimony but feeling entirely different this time. I felt more ready and determined. Instead of feeling like a victim, I was now someone who wanted justice.Across from me, my lawyer Patricia Morrison reviewed some last-minute advice. “Remember, answer only the questions they ask. Don’t go into too much detail. If Blake tries to rattle you, take a breath, center yourself, respond calmly. You’ve been through worse than cross-examination.”“Have I, really?” I asked, feeling overwhelmed. “Because this feels pretty horrible.”“You’ve faced down assassins,

Ronan’s POV - Later That EveningI found Alina in the library—a quiet place we made at the compound for anyone looking to escape the chaos around us. She was cozied up in a big chair, staring off into space, deep in thought.“Mind if I sit here?” I asked from the doorway.She motioned for me to join her. “Actually, I could use the company. My thoughts are getting overwhelming.”I sat down, and for a moment, we enjoyed a comfortable silence. Something had changed between us lately; the walls I had built around myself were starting to crumble, revealing a more open and vulnerable side.“Care to share what’s on your mind?” I asked.“Tommy called me poison,” she said quietly. “He said I was ruining everything. Part of me wonders if he’s right. Not about his methods, but about the truth underneath it all. My being here has caused problems. There’s been division. P

Alina’s POVThe interrogation room where they had taken Tommy looked like something straight out of a crime TV show. It had cold, bare concrete walls and a single metal chair fixed to the floor, with a drain in the center that I tried not to think about. Tommy was sitting in that chair, hands cuffed behind him, and his face was already starting to swell from where Jaxon had hit him.I stood behind a one-way mirror with Maddox and Chloe, watching as Ronan and Jaxon questioned Tommy. They wanted me to take it easy after my head injury, but I couldn’t. I needed to hear this and understand what was going on.“Let’s keep it simple,” Ronan said, his voice steady and controlled. “How long have you been betraying the club?”Tommy let out a bitter, broken laugh. “Betraying? I was trying to save it. Save it from you three and your obsession with that girl.”“Answer the question,” Jaxon said, h

Ronan’s POVThe main hall was packed by seven AM—every available Serpent crammed into the space, sitting on chairs, standing against walls, perched on tables. The energy was tense, filled with anticipation. Word had spread that this was an emergency meeting about “critical club business,” which in Serpent-speak meant someone was about to get seriously fucked.Tommy stood near the front, looking relaxed and confident. He had no idea what was coming, which was exactly how we’d planned it.“Thank you all for gathering on short notice,” I said, moving to stand at the head of the room with Jaxon and Maddox flanking me. Alina sat in the front row beside Chloe, both of them surrounded by security. “We’ve called this meeting to address a matter of utmost importance to the club’s integrity and safety.”“This about Nick?” someone called out. “Because I still think we should’ve

Alina’s POVChloe was reading in bed, curled up with a thriller novel that seemed eerily fitting given everything happening around us. When I knocked, she looked up and noticed my worried expression.“Hey,” she said, setting the book aside. “Everything okay? You look stressed.”“I need to tell you something,” I said, sitting on the edge of her bed. “And you’re probably going to panic, but I need you to stay calm.”Her expression shifted immediately. “What happened?”“Tommy’s planning to relocate you tomorrow,” I said. “He’s framing it as a safety measure, but we have evidence he’s the real traitor. He’s been selling information to the Vultures, stealing from the club, framing innocent people. And we think moving you is part of a bigger plan to sabotage our leadership.”Chloe went pale. “Relocate me where?”

Calla’s POVThe interrogation—because that’s what it was, regardless of how gently we framed it—took place in the same conference room where we’d confronted Leo about his initial betrayal three days earlier.But this time, Leo wasn’t a suspect. He was our informant, and the information he was providing about Councilwoman Gray’s operation was both more extensive and more disturbing than any of us had anticipated.“She has files,” Leo said, spreading photocopies across the table. He’d managed to photograph several documents during his last meeting with Gray when she’d briefly left him alone in her office. “Not just on me, but on at least eight other pack members with human families or vulnerable connections.”I picked up one of the photos, my stomach sinking as I recognized the name. Daniel Torres—one of our newer members, former Blood Fang like Leo. The file contained photos of his elderly mother in a nursing home, detailed medical records, financial information showing she was depende

It was the first time Leo had addressed Kane as Alpha instead of just using his name, and the significance wasn’t lost on anyone in the room. It was acknowledgment of hierarchy, yes, but also of genuine loyalty reestablished through the opportunity for redemption.After everyone dispersed to their assigned tasks, Kane and I finally had a moment alone in his private quarters.“You handled that well,” I said, settling onto the couch and pulling him down beside me. “The thing with Leo. The balance between discipline and mercy, consequences and second chances. That was good leadership, Kane.”“It was your idea,” Kane pointed out. “Turning him into a double agent, relocating his family, using the betrayal to our advantage instead of just punishing it.”“It was Jake’s idea initially,” I corrected. “I just helped refine it. And you’re the one who made the final call, who took the risk of trusting someone who’d already betrayed us once. That took courage.”“Or stupidity,” Kane said. “Still un

Calla’s POV“She threatened my family again at the end,” Leo said quietly. “Said she hoped I’d keep in mind what was at stake if I decided to get ‘creative’ with the information I was sharing. It took everything in me not to tell her that my family was already safe, and that she had no power left.”“That’s exactly what we need you to do,” I said firmly. “Let her think she still has control over you. Make her believe her threats are having an effect. That overconfidence will ultimately be what brings her down.”Kane quickly pulled out his phone and sent a text. “Just checked in with Jake—your family is secure in the safe house. Maria and the kids are managing, all things considered. Miguel wants to know when you’ll be able to visit.”Leo’s calm demeanor wavered slightly. “How long do I have to keep this up? When can I see them?”“Until we gather enough information to deal with Gray as a threat,” Kane explained. “It could take weeks or even longer. I know it’s tough, Leo. But your famil

Calla's PovSo there I was, sitting in a van a few blocks away from the coffee shop where Leo was meeting Gray, using binoculars to watch and listening in through a hidden microphone Jake had placed in Leo’s jacket.“This feels like something out of a police drama,” Luna said from beside me. “Are we really doing surveillance from a van?”“Would you rather we do it from a more obvious spot?” I responded dryly.“Fair point,” Luna admitted.Through the binoculars, I saw Gray arrive—always professional, carrying a leather folder that likely held the fake evidence she was using to pressure Leo. They ordered coffee and engaged in what seemed like casual small talk, but it was really Gray trying to establish comfort and control.Then she leaned forward slightly, and even from this distance I could see the shift in her body language as the real conversation began.“&helli

Calla’s POVWatching Leo say goodbye to his family was harder than I’d expected.His wife Maria was understandably confused and scared. She had only been told they had to leave right away for safety reasons, without any explanation that might put them in danger. Their daughter, Sofía, was clinging to Leo, crying because she didn’t want to leave her friends and school. Their son, Miguel, was trying to be brave, but kept asking when his dad would come to visit.“Soon,” Leo kept promising, his voice breaking with emotion. “I’ll come see you very soon, I promise.” Jake stepped in at that point, gently taking the kids by the hand and guiding Maria toward the cars with a mix of kindness and firmness that showed me why Kane had such confidence in him. “We’ll take good care of them,” Jake assured Leo quietly. “Your family will be safe. You have my word.”Once they were gone, Leo stood alone in the parking lot, looking completely empty inside. I recognized that feeling—the emptiness that come

The other pack members filed out quickly, leaving just the five of us in a heavy silence.“We should kill him,” Luna said flatly once the door closed. “Not because he betrayed us—I actually understand why he did it—but because we can’t afford to have a compromised pack member that Gray can continue to use against us. It’s a security risk we can’t contain.”“We’re not killing him,” I said immediately, meeting Luna’s eyes. “There has to be another option.”“Like what?” Luna challenged. “Exile? That leaves him vulnerable to Gray with all the information he’s already given her, plus whatever he picks up on his way out. Prison? Can’t exactly send him to human authorities. Isolation? That’s just slower execution.”“We work with him,” Jake said quietly, and everyone turned to look at him. “We don’t kill him and we don’t exile him. We help him protect his family—actually protect them, not just promise to—and we turn him into a double agent feeding Gray false information while we gather intel