Semua Bab Iron Fangs MC The Alpha's Mate Dilemma : Bab 151 - Bab 160

The Price of Protection Matthew's office had been swept for surveillance devices twice, but Lisa still found herself speaking in the careful undertones of someone who assumed every word was being recorded by hostile ears. The federal agents had withdrawn to the main hall after her confrontation with Director Walsh, but their presence permeated the pack house like a virus that couldn't be completely eliminated. "Tell us everything," Sarah said quietly, settling into the chair beside Lisa while Matthew positioned himself where he could monitor both the door and the windows. "Every detail of what Walsh proposed, what she threatened, how she expects this 'partnership' to work." Lisa shifted Luna Rose to a more comfortable position, using the familiar motion of caring for her daughter to help organize her thoughts about a conversation that could determine their pack's future. "She wants me to become a federal assassin," she said bluntly. "Using maternal instincts and supernatural abilit

The Mate's Fury Ethan had left Luna Rose with Sarah in the most secure part of the pack house and was moving through the corridors like death incarnate, following the scent trail and sounds of combat that led to where his mate was fighting for her life. The tactical vest he wore was loaded with every weapon he could carry, but his most dangerous assets were the fury of a mate bond under threat and twenty years of warrior training that had taught him exactly how to kill efficiently and without mercy. The pack house had become a battlefield, with Kane's operatives systematically eliminating federal agents while moving toward their primary objectives. Bodies littered the hallways—men and women who had come here to contain supernatural threats, only to die at the hands of the very conspiracy they'd been trying to prevent. Through his enhanced hearing, Ethan could track Lisa's heartbeat in the main hall, elevated but steady, which meant she was alive and conscious. But he could also sm

Naming Day The pack house's great hall had been transformed for Luna Rose's naming ceremony, its stone walls draped with banners representing not just the Northern Ridge Pack, but allied packs from across the territory who had sent representatives to witness the blessing of Catherine Rothschild's granddaughter. Lisa stood at the ceremonial circle's edge, her eight-month-old daughter in her arms, marveling at how many people had come to celebrate a child whose bloodline had once been synonymous with violence and corruption. Ethan was beside her, moving carefully but steadily after his recovery from the coma, his smile growing wider with each new arrival. Alpha Morrison and his wife Elena had made the journey despite his own recent injuries. Rebecca was there with her twins, who kept trying to get closer to Luna Rose with the fascination that children had for babies. Even some of the federal agents who had fought alongside them during Kane's final assault had requested permission to a

When It Rains, It Pours The first contraction hit Lisa at 3:17 AM, pulling her from peaceful sleep with the unmistakable intensity that meant her second child was ready to make their entrance into the world. She lay still for a moment, hand on her rounded belly, timing the sensation while Ethan slept deeply beside her and Luna Rose's soft breathing came from the toddler bed they'd moved into their room when she'd outgrown her crib. "This is it," she whispered to herself, feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves about experiencing labor again, especially with an eighteen-month-old who would need care and attention throughout the process. She was just reaching over to wake Ethan when her enhanced hearing picked up something that made her pause—similar sounds of awakening from other parts of the pack house, followed by hushed conversations and careful footsteps in the corridors. "Ethan," she said, shaking his shoulder gently. "Wake up. The baby's coming." He was instantly alert, h

The Next Generation The pack house's great hall had been transformed into a celebration space unlike anything in its long history. Six cradles arranged in a place of honor at the center of the room, each one draped with banners representing the family names of the newest pack members. The "Great Baby Boom," as Elena had dubbed it, was being celebrated with a formal ceremony that would welcome all six infants into the pack simultaneously—another unprecedented event in Northern Ridge's chronicles. Lisa stood with James in her arms, marveling at how much their lives had changed in the three weeks since his birth. Her son was thriving, already showing the alert intelligence that seemed to characterize babies born into their pack, and he'd proven to be a remarkably calm infant who slept well and seemed fascinated by the constant activity around him. Luna Rose, now eighteen months old and fully adjusted to her role as big sister, was not standing with the family. Instead, she was positi