تسجيل الدخولLexi’s POVDays passed without any other strange encounter, and little by little, the memory of that woman outside the restaurant and the figure outside my window began to blur into something I could almost dismiss. Almost. Every now and then, her voice would drift back to me, You’ll be hearing from me soon, Manny, this is not the end, and unease would crawl across my skin. But life moved forward, forcing my mind to focus elsewhere.The boys had officially started school, and thankfully, they seemed to be settling in nicely. When I watched them run toward the gates with the other pups, laughing and carrying their too-big bags, something warm and proud settled inside me. This was what they deserved, normalcy, stability, a proper childhood.This afternoon, I parked outside the school and stepped out of the car. The sun was out and it was blazing, the air carried that playful energy children always seemed to bring with them, and soon enough I spotted the boys barreling toward me.“Mumm
Jax’s POV“Alpha, he took my goat.”“What the flying fuck?” I said to myself, I blinked slowly, wondering if maybe, just maybe, I had not heard him right.Across the table, two grown men stood facing each other in the meeting hall. The entire Stormfang council was watching them as though we were handling a murder trial instead of… whatever this was.“I didn’t take your goat,” the second man snapped. “It followed me. There’s a difference.”“It doesn’t matter how it got there,” the first man shot back. “It’s my goat. My goat likes to roam. It doesn’t give you the right to claim it as yours.”I stared between them and rubbed the bridge of my nose. This is what I get for asking myself why the universe can’t give me a simple day.“Okay,” I said, sitting up straighter. “Did you, at any point, call the goat? Feed the goat? Encourage it to come to you in any form?”“No,” the accused man replied sharply.“He did!” the other insisted. “He fed it cabbage!”“That was for me!”“Why were you eating
Lexi’s POVDinner had been perfect. One of those rare evenings where everything aligned, calmness, laughter, warmth, the boys bubbling with excitement, Manny relaxed in a way he did not often allow himself to be. I had watched him through the evening, the light in his eyes, the way he leaned back and simply existed without the weight of leadership pressing into him. It made me feel good, made me feel like maybe we were finally finding our rhythm again.But the moment that woman appeared… everything shifted.Even now, as we drove back to the packhouse, her voice echoed faintly in my head:You will be hearing from me soon, Manny. This isn’t the end.The boys had gone quiet immediately after she left, but they had drifted back into whispers and soft chatter by the time we reached the pack gates. One person had been dozing off. Manny kept a steady hand on the wheel, pretending everything was normal, but I knew better. He had been on edge, even if he hid it well.I stared out the window
Manny’s POVI did not realize I had been holding my breath until Tristan called Lexi’s name.Her name, spoken clearly, proudly, rose above the murmurs of the gathered Alphas and ranked wolves. It was also inscribed neatly. For a moment, everything else faded, the hall, the faces in it, the polished banners, even Tristan standing tall like the Alpha King he was. All I heard was Lexi.My wife, my mate and most importantly my Luna. A founding member of the new council.The weight of it hit me in the best way. I felt something warm crawling inside me, something that had been quiet for a long time. It was pride, clean, unburdened and steady. Lexi stepped forward when her name was announced, and I watched her accept the recognition with calm grace, as though she’d been preparing for this moment her entire life without ever saying it out loud.She glanced my way. It was not a long look, just a small shift of her eyes, but it gave me butterflies in my tummy. I nodded back at her, letting
TRISTAN’S POVJax’s voice carried a mixture of pride and uncertainty as he walked beside me outside the packhouse, the night breeze settling around us.The wedding preparations were happening behind us, music drifting faintly on the air, but he’d asked for a moment alone before the ceremony began.I listened closely, Jax wasn’t someone who spoke this way unless something had shifted deeply inside him.“So that’s everything,” he said finally. “Stormfang isn’t dead. Not fully. There are survivors, scattered and barely holding on. I found them… and I know it’s my responsibility now.”I studied him for a quiet moment. “You intend to rebuild.”He nodded once. “Yes. They deserve a home again. But I won’t lie, there’s a lot I don’t know. A lot I need to learn.”“I’ll come,” I said firmly. “I’ll see the land myself, speak to the people, and set down whatever guidelines are needed to help you structure the pack properly. Stormfang may rise again, but it won’t rise alone.”Jax exhaled, relief s
LEXI’S POVThe packhouse felt wrong without Jax and Nia. Too quiet in some parts, too echoing in others. It was as if someone had taken a warm light out of the center of the home, leaving everything dimmer.I hadn’t expected the emptiness to settle this fast, or hit this sharply.I walked through the hallways in silence, passing people who tried to smile but couldn’t hide the same feeling.Nia had been the little darling everyone adored.Jax had been the steady presence everyone unconsciously relied on. Their absence scraped at something in me.I needed air. Or company. Or both.So I pushed myself toward Manny’s room.I didn’t even knock, just opened the door enough to peek inside. Manny looked up from his desk, eyebrows lifting the moment he saw my expression.“Lexi?” he said, standing. “You look stressed, looking like a zombie or something.”“Funny, I feel like it,” I admitted as I stepped inside. “Everything feels… off.”He came closer, gently guiding me to sit on the couch by the







