تسجيل الدخولRyan's POVThe moment I stepped between Selene and Natasha, everything inside me snapped into sharp focus. Natasha was behind me, her breath uneven, her hand pressed to her arm. Blood stained her skin. That single sight erased every remaining trace of restraint I had.Selene was still shouting, her voice loud and broken, her eyes wild.“She deserved it.” She said, “She came here to humiliate me.”I turned on her so fast she flinched.“You hurt her.” I said my voice did not rise, but it was heavily controlled and dangerous. “You put your hands on my mate.”My body reacted before my mind fully caught up. Power surged through me, raw and violent. For a brief second, I truly considered ending it right there. One move one moment the urge was overwhelming.Natasha made a small sound behind me that stopped me.I inhaled slowly, grounding myself, forcing control back into my bones. I loosened my fists and took one step back, putting distance between Selene and my temper, but not removing my
Natasha's POVI stepped into Selene’s house calmly, my senses alert. The door closed behind me with a soft sound, but the silence inside felt heavy. The living room was neat, almost too neat, like someone was trying to prove a point. Everything was arranged carefully, with clean surfaces. No family pictures, no warmth, It felt like a place someone stayed in, not a place someone lived in.I let my eyes move slowly around the room. I was not afraid, but I was cautious. Ryan’s worry echoed in my mind. This woman had history with him, and history could make people reckless.“You are very confident.” Selene said behind me. “Walking into my home like this.”I turned to face her. “I wanted to see who I was dealing with.”She smiled, but it was not friendly. “And now that you have, what do you think?”“I think you have been waiting for this moment.” I replied honestly.She crossed her arms. “You think you know me already.”“I think you want to be known.” I said.She let out a short laugh. “
Ryan's POVI noticed the change in Natasha the moment she woke up that morning. She did not say much, she did not rush every movement she made and had intention behind it.She moved through the room quietly, choosing her clothes carefully, fixing her hair with calm hands. There was no anger on her face, no fear either. That worried me more than anything else.I sat on the edge of the bed, watching her through the mirror.“You don’t have to prove anything to her.” I said again. “She already lost.”Natasha met my eyes in the mirror. “This is not about winning.”“Then what is it about?” I asked.“Boundaries.” She replied. “And peace.”She turned away from the mirror and picked up her bag. Everything about her posture told me she had already decided how this would go. I had seen that look before, when she handled pack issues or difficult negotiations. Once she reached that point, there was no stopping her.I stood and walked closer. “If at any point you feel uncomfortable, we leave.”S
Natasha's POVI went back to our room without another word. My steps felt heavy, like my body knew my mind was not ready to rest. I closed the door quietly behind me and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before lying down. The sheets were still warm from earlier, but I felt cold anyway. I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts moving too fast for sleep.Selene.The name repeated itself in my head no matter how much I tried to push it away. I did not know her face, her voice, or her intentions beyond what Ryan had told me. But I knew one thing clearly. She was not someone who would simply disappear because she was asked to. Ryan’s fear earlier had been real. It had not been the fear of guilt or temptation. It was the fear of someone unpredictable.The door opened softly behind me.I felt the bed dip as Ryan lay down. He moved closer, his arm sliding around my waist, his body pressing against my back. His touch was familiar, grounding, but my body stayed tense.“I’m here,” he said qui
Ryan's POVThe moment Natasha asked the question, I knew there was no turning back. I ended the call without another word and lowered the phone slowly. The room felt smaller, heavier. Natasha stood a few steps away from me, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes fixed on my face. She was calm on the outside, but I knew her well enough to see the tension underneath.“You said family.” She said. “You raised your voice you looked scared. So tell me, Ryan. Who were you talking to?”I opened my mouth, then closed it again. I had faced enemies, pack wars, council threats, and betrayal without blinking. But this was different. This was personal. This was my past walking into my present.“It’s nothing you need to worry about,” I said finally.Her eyes hardened immediately. “Don’t do that.”“Natasha-”“No.” She cut in. “You don’t get to brush this aside. You said family. That includes me that includes Jayden. “If someone is calling you in the middle of the night and making you look like
Natasha's POVThe meeting finally ended when my head was already aching. I sat back in my chair and listened as the last person spoke, nodding where needed, answering questions calmly even though my mind felt tired. We had covered land ownership, safety rules, leadership roles, and funding control. Nothing had gone wrong, but nothing had been easy either. Every decision came with arguments and doubt. Still, by the end of it, agreements were signed and dates were set.When everyone stood to leave, I remained seated for a moment, breathing slowly. It was done. At least the hardest part was done.I packed my files carefully and stepped outside. The air felt heavy, and the sun was already lowering. I got into the car, giving the driver a short nod.“Let’s go home.” I said.The drive back to the Pack felt longer than it should have. The road was clear, but my body was tense. My shoulders ached, and my thoughts refused to settle. I kept thinking of Jayden. I wondered if he had eaten well,







