LOGINAlva’s POV The taste of betrayal is nothing like I imagined. I’d always thought it would be bitter – something sharp and acidic that burned on the way down. But as I stood in Vicktor's study, staring at the frozen image on Liam’s laptop screen, all I felt was a hollow, sickening numbness spreading through my chest like ice water. Alice. Alice. The woman I’d been laughing with not ten minutes ago. The woman who’d hugged Jenn like she was the most precious thing in the world. The woman who’d raised my best friend after her parents died, who became her sister and family. That woman was a spy. Liam’s voice was low and controlled as he walked me through the evidence – the timestamp, the voice analysis, the intercepted transmission. I heard every word, but they seemed to come from very far away, muffled and distorted, like I was underwater. “…routed through the relay points Simon identified. The sender’s location matches the Vale Pack’s communication hub. The time was 2:47 a.m.” I
Jenn’s POV I swallowed the lump in my throat and pressed a hand to my lower back, stretching with a theatrical wince. “I’m sorry – the baby’s been kicking all night and my back is killing me. Do you mind if I lie down for a bit? Just an hour or so, and then I’m all yours.” I hated lying to them. I hated having to do any of this but I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to scream, to kick down something. Anything which will ease the sudden tension that seeped into my bones. Alice’s face softened with concern. “Of course. Go rest. We’ll be here when you wake up.” Alva shot me a look – she knew me too well, knew something was off – but she didn’t say anything. Just nodded and turned back to Alice, filling the silence with more questions about the Vale Pack. I walked out of the kitchen at a normal pace, my footsteps unhurried, my posture relaxed. The moment I turned the corner and was out of sight, I ran. Vicktor’s study was dim, the curtains drawn against the afternoon sun. Liam stoo
Jenn’s POV I left Morgan’s room with her plea still echoing in my ears. She’d sounded really distressed when she spoke about Tristan.But even then, I was worried myself. No one has heard anything or news about him since he left to see his mother. Plus there was nothing on the news about any dissolution of the treaty they had with the Mad Alpha. Liam was in Vicktor’s study when I found him, his laptop open in front of him, a map of the Mad Alpha’s territory spread across the desk. Vicktor sat across from him, a glass of amber liquid in his hand, his expression unreadable as always. They both looked up as I entered. Whatever was on my face made Liam straighten immediately, his blue eyes sharp with concern. “What’s wrong?” “Its about Morgan.” I crossed to him, letting his warmth steady me as I leaned against the edge of the desk. “She felt Tristan through their bond. He’s in distress. Something’s wrong.” Liam’s brow furrowed. “The bond is incomplete. She could be imagining –” “S
Jenn’s POV The silence that followed wasn’t uncomfortable – not anymore. Somewhere along the way, between the daily medications and the conversations I’d never meant to have, we’d found a strange kind of equilibrium. She was still the woman who’d destroyed my marriage and nearly killed me. I was still the woman she’d been sent to break. But we were also two people carrying the weight of choices we couldn’t undo, trying to figure out who we were supposed to be now that the dust had settled. “I talked to Simon,” I said finally, the words slipping out before I could stop them. My voice came out rough, scraped raw by a week of sleeplessness and the constant, gnawing fear that had taken up residence in my chest. “He’s been going through the communication logs from the Vale Pack. Cross-referencing them with the names Osiris gave us and the timelines of known information leaks.” Morgan turned from the window, her sharp eyes fixed on my face. She didn’t speak, didn’t interrupt. She j
Jenn’s POV A full week had passed since Simon handed me that folded piece of paper and watched my world shrink to four names. Seven days of pretending everything was normal while my mind ran in circles like a caged animal, gnawing at the same questions over and over until they bled into each other. What if it’s Alice? What if it’s not? What if I never know? What if I find out and wish I hadn’t? I slept in fragments now – an hour here, thirty minutes there – snatched between the baby’s restless movements and my own racing thoughts. Liam had stopped trying to coax me into proper rest somewhere around the fourth night, when I snapped at him for hovering and then immediately burst into tears because I didn’t mean it. I was just so tired, so scared, so full of everything I couldn’t say out loud. He’d held me through the crying jag without a word. Just wrapped his arms around my shaking shoulders and let me soak his shirt with tears I’d been holding back for weeks. When I finally quie
Jenn’s POV He was a contradiction. A mess of good intentions and terrible choices. And I had no idea if he was capable of betraying me again. Wade’s eyes narrowed as he studied my face. He’d always been able to read me – sometimes better than I could read myself. It was one of the things that had made our marriage work for as long as it did. And now, watching him piece together my silence and my stiff posture and the distance I’d put between us, I saw the exact moment understanding dawned. “You’re wondering if it’s me.” His voice came out flat, stripped of its earlier warmth. “I’m the spy. You’re standing there trying to figure out if I’m the one who’s been feeding information to the Mad Alpha.” I couldn’t deny it. What was the point? He’d already seen through me. “You were the closest person to me for five years.” My voice matched his – flat and detached, like I was reciting facts from a report instead of talking to the man I’d once promised to love forever. “If anyone had secre
Jenn’s POV I suppressed a smile. There was no way I was going to tell him that man who used to call his father that name was my own father, or that I’d learnt the name through a vision or seen of the past. Instead, I deflected again. “If you want any kind of information from me, you will have to
Jenn’s POV My heart stopped for a minute then began racing. Liam was coming here? How did he find this place… I began to ask but I since learnt that the Alpha King had a lot of resources at his disposal and how he got information should be the least not my worries. I swallowed a smile, inching c
Jenn’s POV The guards reappeared around the corner, their discomfort evident. It seemed I had overstayed my time talking to Osiris. They glanced at him, hesitated then looked back at me. “We should return you to your bedroom,” one of them said. I bit hard on my bottom lip as I stole one last glan
Jenn’s POV The Mad Alpha definitely wasn’t bluffing when he said I could roam freely around his compound. But he forgot to mention that two guards would be following me wherever I went. I sighed. What did I think would happen? I was his prisoner after all. Having them follow me everywhere I went







