Mag-log inJenn’s POV I didn’t sleep. The bed was soft and the room was quiet and Liam’s arm was warm around my waist, but every time I closed my eyes, I saw Alice’s face through that glass – her dark eyes wide and terrified, her hands pressed against the cold surface, her voice cracking on my name. “Jenn, please. I’m your sister.” I must have drifted off at some point, because I woke to pale morning light filtering through the curtains and Liam’s side of the bed was already empty. He’d left a note on the pillow beside me, written in his sharp, precise handwriting. “Gone to coordinate with Luke. Alva will take you to Alice when you’re ready. Come find me after. – love, L” I traced the letters with my thumb, letting his steady presence ground me even in his absence. Then I pushed myself up, ignoring the ache in my back and the protest from every muscle in my exhausted body. I’d told Alice I would come back. I wasn’t going to make her wait any longer than necessary. Alva was already outs
Jenn’s POV Mark started clicking away at his keyboard and spoke without bothering to look away from the screen. I didn’t know much about the man, but one thing was certain: he was deeply invested in this case. And I had no idea why. “Clearly, we need to figure out what they were holding over her,” he said, still keeping his eyes on the screen. I glanced up as he spoke, my brows scrunching up. “…and not just because the fucking operative needs to die for involving your sister in it. Alice was a huge asset to your pack, both personally and strategically, but there’s a lot of other people living inside these walls. If the mad Alpha has leverage over Alice, he could have leverage over others.” He turned to Luke. “Did you know that Vicktor’s head of security has a sister in the Eastern territories? If Selene gets to her, then we’re fucked. Not to mention the Vale Pack elders and their families. Oh, and then, I don’t know, your entire inner circle. If someone got the jump on you thro
Jenn’s POV Liam caught my face in his hands and tilted my head back until he was staring into my eyes. Whatever he saw there – the exhaustion, the grief, the thousand tiny fractures I was barely holding together – made his mouth harden even more. He leaned forward just a little, his body shielding us both from everyone else’s view as he murmured to me quietly, “Go home and get some rest. I’ll take care of this. Stay with Alva and just leave it to me to handle.” “Jenn?” Alice’s voice came from behind me, trembling a little. Even though it hurt me, I finally turned to look at her through the glass of the holding cell. She was standing now, her hands pressed against the cold surface, her dark eyes wide and terrified. She looked broken. The words tumbled out of me as I pressed my own palm against the glass, mirroring hers. “I’ll be back, Alice. Just… just tell them everything. Whatever they’re holding over you, whatever Selene has on you, we’ll figure it out. We’ll figure it out toge
Jenn’s POV I was halfway to the new bedroom Vicktor assigned to Morgan when I saw Mira running toward me. Her white coat flapped behind her and her dark hair came loose from its bun and her face – when she got close enough for me to see it – was tight with something that looked a lot like panic. I stopped, my own face scrunching up in confusion. Panic welled up inside me as she neared, my heart dropped into my stomach. “Alpha Jenn.” She skidded to a stop in front of me, her chest heaving. “It’s Morgan. She’s gone into early labor. We’ve moved her to the infirmary. The head matron is with her now, but I thought you should know –” “I’m coming.” The words were out before she could finish. I was already moving, my hand pressed against my own protruding stomach “How far apart are the contractions?” I asked as Mira fell in step beside me. “Three minutes. She’s progressing faster than we expected.” Faster than we expected. Which meant complications. Which meant danger. Which meant Mor
Jenn’s POV I was brushing my teeth when Liam’s voice cut through my bond we shared. “Luke’s back. Can you meet me in Vicktor’s study?” His tone – clipped and urgent, stripped of his usual warmth – sent a chill down my spine. I rinsed my mouth, threw on a sweater, and hurried through the darkened hallways of Vicktor’s estate. The halls were quiet at this hour, most of the household already retired for the night. Alice had gone to her guest room an hour ago, pleading exhaustion from the journey. Alva had followed shortly after, shooting me a look that said we’ll talk tomorrow. I’d been grateful for the reprieve. Grateful to stop performing, to stop smiling, to stop pretending my sister wasn’t a traitor. Now, as I pushed open the door to Vicktor’s study, I found Liam standing behind the desk, his jaw tight and his blue eyes hard. Luke sat in one of the chairs across from him, still in his Tacgear, his face pale and streaked with dirt. His hands were clasped between his knees, and
Jenn’s POV My chest was on fire. My lungs were screaming for air and my heart was thumping inside my rib cage at a frenzied pace, but I couldn’t force any semblance of calm into myself as I sat across from Alice, her warm brown eyes crinkling with laughter at something Alva had said before she’d been pulled away. I couldn’t look at my sister right now – not really look at her – not with the image of her red-rimmed eyes and trembling voice still burning into my brain. The footage Liam had shown me played on a loop behind my eyelids every time I blinked. “Jenn still hasn’t returned to the pack territory. She’s still at Vicktor’s estate. The pregnancy is progressing – she mentioned she only has a few weeks left before delivery.” Her voice had cracked. She’d pressed a hand to her mouth, her shoulders shaking. And then she’d given them everything. Alice reached over and squeezed my hand, her fingers warm and familiar. “You’re quiet all of a sudden. Is everything okay?” I forced a smi
Jenn’s POV When I woke, pale morning light was filtering through the curtains. Liam was still beside me, propped against the headboard with his eyes closed. He looked younger in sleep – the weight of command temporarily lifted. I shifted, and his eyes opened immediately. “Hey.” His voice was roug
Jenn’s POV I stared at him for a long moment after he finished, unable to believe what I was hearing. Tristan was the fox prince. The same one that had gone missing for a year. Didn’t they say he showed up? If for that whole year he’d been locked up in the mad Alpha’s dungeon and only arrived at m
Jenn’s POV I stared at her, my mind struggling to catch up. Tristan. The broken man I’d found at the edge of my territory, half dead, covered in scars. I’d saved him without thinking, without expecting anything in return. “He’s here?” I asked. “Tristan is here?” Bree nodded. “He’s in the infirma
Jenn’s POV The door clicked shut behind them, and I was alone with my thoughts. The thoughts were too heavy. There were too many of them. I’d noticed Bree’s guilty glances. Liam’s protective hovering. The way they’d exchanged looks like they were communicating without words. Something had happene







