"So, you've gotten yourself into trouble again?" Melissa sharply reprimanded as Hunter and Aleah stepped into the grand hall of the Guevarra mansion. The room’s elegant chandeliers gleamed above them, casting light on the intensity in Melissa's voice. "If Claire hadn’t called us, we wouldn’t even know what happened to you! And now, you’ve ended up at a police station. How long will you continue bringing shame and problems to this family?" she said with a mix of anger and disappointment, her piercing gaze fixed on Aleah.
"Did you even stop to think about the repercussions this might have on my father? On the family business? The trust the Pack members have placed in your father and grandfather? Do you ever think about anything other than yourself?" Melissa’s voice rose, her frustration evident as she gestured toward the others in the room. Aleah remained silent, her head bowed as she accepted the torrent of anger being directed at her."And why"I see you're still awake," Hunter said as he entered their room, his footsteps soft yet deliberate. He caught sight of Aleah sitting on the terrace, her gaze fixed on the night sky outside the mansion. The stars shimmered above, but there was a heaviness in her expression that Hunter couldn't ignore. Even from afar, he could sense the turmoil in her thoughts—she was reliving the events that had unfolded, pondering every detail with a weight in her heart. "It's cold out here; why don't you come inside and rest?" Hunter suggested gently as he walked over, taking the seat beside her. He placed a glass of milk on the small table between them, the warm drink a silent offering of comfort. Aleah's eyes flickered briefly toward the glass, her lips pressing into a faint line. Did Hunter know she'd be awake? Was that why he had gone out of his way to bring the milk? "I'm not a child anymore to be drinking milk," Aleah remarked, her voice soft but edged with a tinge of irritation. Y
The next day, Hunter and Aleah went to the hospital to visit Missy and her mother. The atmosphere was heavy with concern as they entered the building. They met with the doctor attending to the family, who greeted them with a reassuring yet serious demeanor. He informed them that Mario was now out of danger after the incident and only needed rest to recover fully. Missy and her mother were also showing signs of improvement. However, Missy's mother, Donna, remained in a fragile state. She often appeared lost in thought, and the nurses reported episodes of hysteria. The doctor suggested they consult a psychiatrist to address her mental health. “We had to separate her from her daughter,” the doctor explained gravely. “She once attacked the child and tried to harm her. She kept saying she wanted to end their suffering as mother and daughter.” His voice softened as they approached Donna's room. She was sitting by the window, her gaze fixed on the world outside, her expression vacant.
Aleah was utterly shocked when Donna's body suddenly fell in front of her. Blood splattered across the cement, with some droplets landing on her feet. She stood frozen, unable to move, paralyzed by the overwhelming shock. Her eyes remained fixed on Donna's lifeless body lying on the ground. For a few moments, Aleah stared blankly, her mind struggling to process the reality of what had just happened. As the realization sank in, she opened her mouth to scream, but before she could, someone suddenly pulled her away from the scene, turning her away from the body and wrapping her in an embrace. Her face pressed against a broad chest, and she felt strong arms encircle her protectively. “Don’t look,” a voice said softly. Hearing the familiar voice, Aleah tilted her head upward to see who was holding her. It was Dennis. This was the scene Hunter witnessed as he looked down from the rooftop to check on Donna. Seeing Aleah in Dennis’s arms, a surge of irritation coursed through
"Alpha?" Dennis muttered in confusion upon hearing what Claire said as they greeted the young man. It was the first time he’d heard such a term. Could 'Alpha' be a rank in the armed forces? He observed Hunter’s men and thought they seemed unusually skilled, far more than just regular soldiers."It looks like her husband is already awake and searching for both the girl and his wife," Claire remarked."Missy? She isn't safe with him," Aleah suddenly exclaimed. "We need to act—he can't see Missy," she added urgently, her voice trembling as she grabbed Hunter's arm. Dennis noticed the young woman’s reaction."You’re shaking and yet, you’re still worrying about someone else," the young man said to her."I’m not trembling," Aleah protested."Yeah, sure," Dennis replied skeptically, ruffling Aleah’s hair teasingly, though she quickly brushed his hand away in annoyance. Dennis felt irritated by the scene unfolding befo
"I hope you don’t mind, but I don't think it’s a good idea for you to visit Grandpa’s house dressed like that," Hunter remarked as they arrived at his home on the campgrounds. Instead of taking Aleah to the Guevarra family's house as originally planned, he decided to bring her to his place instead."I don’t feel like going there either," Aleah replied softly, turning her gaze out the window. She could already imagine Aunt Melissa's scolding remarks, and frankly, she wasn’t in the mood to face that.While staring out the window, Aleah noticed something unusual—a woman was standing outside their gate accompanied by a soldier."Are you expecting someone?" she asked, glancing curiously at Hunter."No," Hunter replied, his brows furrowing. "What do you mean?""Someone is waiting by the gate," Aleah clarified, nodding toward the figure outside.Hunter followed her gaze and immediately looked toward the gate. His expression
"Aren’t you happy that we still have family? I’m happy staying with Ate Aleah and Kuya Hunter, but it’s different when we’re with our own family, isn’t it?" Dahlia said softly, her words striking a chord in the room. Aleah bit her lip, struggling to contain her emotions after hearing Dahlia's heartfelt words."You have to decide, Ramil. Your siblings will follow whatever you choose," Hunter said calmly. "Whatever decision you make, we’ll support you. But make a decision that you’ll have fewer regrets about.""If we go with you," Ramil began, his voice steady but firm, "can you promise me that my siblings won’t cry or be sad anymore? After everything they’ve been through, I won’t allow anyone to hurt them again.""Why else would I go through all this effort to find you?" Marisol responded, her voice filled with sincerity. "Of course, you’re my family. I will do everything I can to make sure you’re
When they arrived at her grandfather's mansion, the first thing they noticed was the presence of police officers in the grand living room. Daniella, Melissa, Albert, and even her grandfather were there, and his expression was unmistakably filled with anger. It was the first time police officers had ever set foot inside the mansion, making his fury palpable.As Aleah and Hunter stepped into the lavish room, Aleah immediately sensed the intense gazes of everyone in attendance turning toward her. Instinctively, her hand sought the sleeve of Hunter's jacket, gripping it tightly as if seeking comfort or stability in that moment of unease.“Captain, Sir,” said one of the two officers, standing straight and saluting Hunter. Hunter immediately recognized them—they were the same officers from the precinct on the day of the incident. They were also the ones Dennis had entrusted with the knife used in the crime. Hunter returned their salute, his expression calm but
"Alpha Hunter!" Claire exclaimed in surprise as Hunter entered Missy's private room. Rafael was present at the time, having taken over for Trisha. Claire was there to check the child's vitals and ensure she had fallen asleep. The child had been crying endlessly because of what happened to her mother, and no one could comfort her."How is she?" Hunter asked, his gaze shifting to the sleeping child."She's finally asleep now. It's good that she could rest, but she still refuses to speak. As for Mario, he's close to being discharged. He's regained his strength after the operation," Claire replied."I’ve already asked Trisha and Joyril to investigate the two policemen you mentioned. I’ve also ordered an investigation into the missing evidence," Hunter said firmly."If this child won't speak and the knife remains missing, Aleah will surely be in danger," Rafael said, his voice full of concern. "By the way, how is she?" he asked."She’s not doing
Mission again?” Aleah asked, catching Hunter just as he ended his call. He had only been back for a day, fresh from his last mission and finally meant to be on vacation. Yet here he was, barely settling in, already being pulled away again.Hunter glanced at her, guilt flashing in his eyes. He hated leaving, especially after they’d just made up. “I’m sorry, Lei,” he said quietly, moving closer to wrap his arms around her.Aleah shook her head, her smile bittersweet. “I get it. You never really stop, do you?” she said softly. “But that’s you—always ready to do what’s right. It’s one of the reasons I fell in love with you.”Hunter sighed, holding her tighter. “It’s Aster, the reporter. She went missing while investigating a drug syndicate. My team’s counting on me to help find her. I have to go.”Aleah’s heart ached, but she managed a small, brave smile.
"Hunter!" Elara gasped, visibly surprised when Hunter stepped into Antonio's mansion. "You’re here to bring your wife home, aren’t you?" she teased, a playful smirk dancing across her lips.Hunter nodded casually, his gaze steady."I heard about your mission," Elara continued, her tone softening. "It was all over the news.""Aleah—where is she?" Hunter’s voice carried a subtle urgency."She’s in her room. Go to her," Elara said, giving him an encouraging look. "You two need to talk. Don’t let a single day pass without working things out. It’s been three weeks, Hunter. Three weeks of distance and silence. And you’ve been away while Aleah’s... you know, carrying your child—""I know," Hunter cut her off, guilt shadowing his expression. "I’m sorry.""You don’t owe me an apology," Elara replied, shaking her head. "She’s waiting upstairs. Go make things right."Hunter gave her
"Alpha?!" exclaimed a task force member, including Rafael, as Hunter and the Vice Admiral arrived at their headquarters. Everyone was visibly shocked and confused. Just last week, the Vice Admiral had informed them that their Alpha was KIA (Killed in Action). But now, standing before them was Alpha—unharmed and very much alive. Their shock was such that it was as if they'd seen a ghost."You're alive?" Rafael asked in astonishment, staring at his friend in disbelief. Hunter responded with a restrained smile."Later. This isn't the time to be stunned. We still have work to do," Hunter said, walking inside. He turned to Charles and added, "Charles, set up everything in the conference room. We have something to discuss." He then approached Charles, tapping his shoulder. Unlike the rest, Charles was the only one unsurprised by the return of the man they had believed to be long gone."Yes, Sir!" Charles responded enthusiastically as he stood up."Hunter, wait!"
"KIA? What do you mean KIA? Who’s KIA?” Aleah’s voice cracked as she stepped into the living room, her eyes darting to Rafael, who was mid-conversation with Sebastian. Charles and Michael were also there, but their usual easygoing demeanor was replaced with somber expressions. It was as if a dark cloud had settled in the room.Hunter hadn’t been home in two weeks. Every time she went to the camp, the soldiers would block her path, telling her the Alpha wasn’t accepting visitors—not even her, his wife. She had tried to be patient, to understand, because deep down, she knew she still had a lot to make up for. But now… this? Her chest tightened as if the air had been sucked out of the room.“Aleah, dear…” Sebastian’s voice was calm but carried the weight of something heavy, something she wasn’t ready to hear.“No, no,” Aleah said, shaking her head as she took a hesitant step forward. &l
"Zen!" Aleah called out, her voice trembling slightly as she followed him off the bus. The weight of his silence during the ride there still hung heavy between them. Even his men, usually talkative, hadn’t dared to utter a word. The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife, and everyone could feel the storm brewing within their Alpha."Alpha Hunter," Aleah tried again, grabbing his hand gently to stop him. He froze at her touch, and for a moment, everyone else around them seemed to hold their breath.“We’ll head inside first,” Charles said, offering a quick salute. The rest of the Astral Guardians followed suit, their movements sharp and disciplined. Hunter returned the gesture with a curt nod, still silent."I’ll prepare the report," Rafael chimed in, saluting his friend. Hunter barely glanced his way, giving a small nod of acknowledgment before they all began filing into the camp.Aleah watched as Hunter pulled his hand from he
Aleah hunched down inside the van, trying to avoid the bullets tearing through. Two men hit the ground, lifeless. Chatles, perched on top of the bus, joined in firing at the attackers. Rafael and Hunter weren’t holding back either.Soon enough, Aleah's kidnappers started dropping one by one. The driver and his buddy in the passenger seat didn’t stand a chance either. Out of nowhere, Aleah gasped as someone yanked her out of the van."Stop! Stop firing!" a SWAT officer shouted, raising his hands. Carlos and his team noticed the man dragging Aleah and signaled for everyone to hold their fire."You piece of—!" Hunter growled, barely keeping his rage in check as he watched the man use Aleah as a human shield. The man dragged her further away from the van, pointing a gun at her head, facing off against Hunter and Rafael."What do you think you’re doing?" Aleah shot at him, her voice steady despite the fear in her chest. "You think they’re
"You’re being reckless again,” Hunter said, pushing himself off the hospital bed and letting go of Aleah’s hand. “You’re shaking, but here you are, worrying about everyone else’s safety instead of your own.”Aleah didn’t reply, but Hunter could see it—she was scared, terrified even. Yet, knowing her as well as he did, he knew she’d never ignore the injustices she witnessed.“What the hell are you doing? Get over here already!” the armed man barked at Aleah, his patience wearing thin. Aleah glanced at him briefly, then turned back to Hunter. The tension in the room was palpable; everyone inside seemed to be holding their breath.“Rafael, are you hearing me?” Hunter said into the device clipped to his ear. He’d been in the emergency room all along, tipped off that Shadow and the Iron Maiden’s operatives might target Claire after learning about Taniya. It had been days of stak
Everyone in the emergency room—doctors, patients—turned their heads in shock at the deafening sound of a gunshot. All eyes shifted to the glass door just as a security guard collapsed outside. Moments later, a man in tactical gear stormed in, dragging another guard who was clearly his hostage.The room froze. Nurses and patient companions panicked, racing toward the door leading to another section of the hospital. But their escape was short-lived as more men blocked the exits, forcing everyone back. With every way out sealed, tension filled the air.“If you don’t want this to be your last day alive, you’ll do exactly as we say,” the masked man barked. His grip on the hostage tightened as he scanned the terrified crowd. “Nobody leaves until we get what we came for. Got it? And to prove we mean business...watch this.”Without hesitation, he jammed a syringe into the neck of the hostage. The guard's eyes widened in terror a
"Claire! Watch out!" Aleah yelled as a woman suddenly dashed onto the road. Startled, Claire slammed on the brakes, sending both of them jerking forward. Luckily, their seatbelts kept them in place. Once the shock wore off, Claire turned to Aleah with wide eyes."Aleah, are you okay? Did you get hurt?" she asked, clearly worried."I’m fine," Aleah said, brushing it off. "But… I think we might’ve hit someone.""I swear, I didn’t mean to!" Claire blurted, panic creeping into her voice."Let’s go check," Aleah said, already getting out of the car. Claire followed quickly. As they rounded the front of the car, they saw a young woman sitting on the road. She looked terrified, her blonde hair and blue eyes immediately marking her as a foreigner."Are you okay? I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you—" Claire said as she approached the woman."Help me," the woman whispered, her voice shaky. Aleah and Claire exchanged une