Semua Bab SURROGATE MOTHER TO THE ALPHA PUP: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Chapter 82Veronica's POV.What came after her declaration was pure fear.fear of the unknown and of the fact that they could be dead. And if they knew I was alive too, I would be killed too." I will try my best to help you. My wife will be back home soon too so we will help you scope out the area and tell you what is up with your family. I hope you do remember who they are..." She said.I nodded slowly, the pain of the remembrance almost greater than the pain I would have faced if I didn't remember them in the first place.Just then, as I opened my mouth to tell her what I thought, the door opened and another woman came in, muscular and tall with a taper fade hair cut that seemed to frame her face dangerously well.She gave me a small look of surprise before finally turning to look at Chloe where she stood." Babe....I did not know she was awake already" she said, pulling Chloe into her arms and planting a kiss on her head." She woke up a while ago and tried to threaten me with a sp

Veronica's Pov The silence was kind that fills you when something broken starts to fit back into place. He was warm. His head rested on my chest like it belonged there. The tremble in my hands steadied. I looked down at him—so tiny, so peaceful—and felt my throat tighten. He had a full head of dark curls, the kind that coiled at the ends like they’d always be wild. His lashes were thick. His mouth in a little pout. And when he sighed softly in his sleep, it was the single most beautiful sound I’d ever heard. My baby. “My god,” I whispered. “He’s real.” Chloe stepped back, giving me space. I sank down into the porch chair and just held him. I didn’t care that I looked like hell. That my hair was a tangled mess, or that my face was probably still blotchy from crying. I had him. That was enough. “I didn’t think I’d be able to do this,” I said after a while. “You are doing it,” Chloe replied. “I feel like a ghost. I don’t even know who I am anymore.” “You’re someone who crawled

Trent was standing in the doorway like death came back to collect a debt.“Hello, brother,” he said, rain dripping off his jacket. “Miss me?”Zephyr’s hand snapped around mine. His eyes went from weak to Alpha in half a second.“Get. Out.” His voice was shredded but it still shook the room.Trent smiled. Slow. Crooked. The same smile I remembered from two years ago before he tried to kill me.“I would, but we have unfinished business.” His eyes flicked to me. Then down to my stomach, even though baby Zephyr wasn’t here. “You stole my son. You stole my pack. You stole my life.”Callum moved first. He had his gun out before Trent even blinked.“Hands up. Now.”Trent didn’t move. He just tilted his head. “You really think a bullet stops me, detective?”The air got heavy. The smell hit me next. Wet fur. Blood. Wolf.He wasn’t alone.Two men stepped in behind him. Voss’s men. Their eyes were already gold. Already shifting.The hospital alarms started screaming.“Veronica, behind me,” Zephy

Veronica’s POVThe trapdoor slammed shut above us with a sound like a coffin closing, and for a moment the cellar was so dark I couldn’t tell where the walls ended and the air began. The only light was the narrow beam of Rowan’s flashlight dragging across the dirt floor, across the crates and the old tools, across Mrs. Lloyd’s face where she sat in the corner with baby Zephyr pressed tight to her chest. The baby wasn’t crying anymore. He had gone quiet in that way newborns do when they sense something is wrong, and the silence was worse than any sound could have been.Rowan stood in the middle of the room, water dripping from his jacket onto the ground, blood drying in dark lines down his neck from where I’d gotten him earlier on the road. He hadn’t shifted. Not yet. His eyes were still human, but they were too bright, too gold around the edges, and that meant his wolf was already awake under the skin, waiting for permission. He looked around the cellar slowly, like he was appraising

The drive to the pack house was tense and quiet. Nobody spoke much as the trees grew thicker and the roads narrower. Outside the window, the dense dark forest stretched for miles. I knew that somewhere beneath those pines, Rowan was hiding, waiting for a chance to strike.When the heavy iron gates of the Silver Moon territory appeared, my heart beat faster. Guards stood at the entrance, dressed in tactical gear with heavy silver weapons resting against their chests. When they saw Zephyr's vehicle, they immediately stood at attention and saluted, opening the gates wide.As the car rolled up the long winding driveway toward the grand stone pack house, I saw gathered crowds of pack members standing along the lawn. Word of our arrival had spread fast. Hundreds of eyes followed our car. Some faces looked relieved, but many looked scared and uncertain.The car stopped near the main entrance. Callum opened the door first, stepping out and scanning the area with his gun ready. Then Zephyr ste