Chapter 181

Writer’s POVNothing annoyed Zach more than having to pretend to be nice, especially at the pack palace. He hated every minute of it, but he kept a fake smile on his face as his father talked to him."Remember, son," his father said as they walked through the pack palace, "you need to show the Alpha respect. This is about our family's place in the pack."Zach nodded and forced a smile. "Of course, Dad. I understand."The truth was, he hated being here; everything about the pack made him sick. But he couldn't show his real feelings, not when his plans were still happening."Just be polite, answer his questions, and remember that you represent our family," his father said, fixing his tie."I'll behave perfectly," Zach said, even though the words felt wrong in his mouth.They reached the Alpha's office, and Zach took a deep breath. He had to act like everything was normal. The big doors opened, and the Alpha came out. Everyone in the room immediately paid attention to him."Alpha," Zach'

Last Updated : 2025-07-17

Chapter 182

Writer’s POVThe pack grounds were filled with a somber atmosphere as the funeral procession made its way through the familiar paths. Pack members had gathered from all corners of their territory, their faces showing the same grief and shock that had consumed everyone since news of Vanessa's death had spread.The guards carried Vanessa's body with respect. The casket was carved with traditional pack symbols.The Alpha stood at the front of the gathering, his usually strong composure cracking as tears rolled down his cheeks.The burial ceremony followed ancient pack traditions. Elder wolves spoke words of honor and remembrance. Pack members came forward one by one, placing wildflowers and small tokens of remembrance on the grave site.Steve, Irish, and Zayne stood together, their arms around Ava, who seemed to have retreated into herself since arriving at the pack. She hadn't spoken much during the journey, and now she stood like a statue, staring at the grave with empty eyes that seem

Last Updated : 2025-07-19

Chapter 183

Ava's POV I stared at Sarah in complete shock, my mind struggling to process what I was seeing. "Sarah?" I managed to whisper. "What are you doing here?" She looked different from what I remembered. Her clothes were simple, a plain dress and apron that clearly marked her as a working maid. Her hair was pulled back in a practical style, and there was something in her eyes that I couldn't quite identify. Sarah didn't answer my question right away. Instead, she walked over to the small table by the window and set down the tray. The smell of warm soup and fresh bread filled the room, reminding me that I hadn't eaten anything today.

Last Updated : 2025-07-20

Chapter 184

Irish’s POVIt’s been three days since we laid Vanessa to rest in the pack cemetery. Three days of watching Ava cry herself to sleep every night. Three days of trying to hold ourselves together while everything felt like it was falling apart.The Alpha had made it clear this morning that we needed to return to school. Lectures were starting again, and even though none of us felt ready to leave, he insisted we couldn’t put our lives on hold forever. I understood his reasoning, but it didn’t make it any easier.I had just finished taking a cold bath, hoping it would help clear my head and wash away some of the heaviness I’d been carrying. The cold water had felt good against my skin, shocking my system awake in a way I desperately needed. I was in the middle of getting dressed, pulling a clean shirt over my head, when I heard a soft knock on my door.“Come in,” I called out, assuming it would be one of my brothers or maybe someone from the pack with a message.The door opened, and I fel

Last Updated : 2025-07-22

Chapter 185

Steve’s POVThe journey back home from the pack felt like the longest trip of my life. Every mile we traveled, I could see Ava in the rearview mirror, staring out the window with those empty eyes that had become too familiar over the past few days.“It’s good to be back,” she said quietly as we gathered our bags from the car.“Yeah,” I agreed, though part of me wished we could have stayed at the pack longer. At least there, we were surrounded by people who understood our grief. Here, we were back to the reality of having to pretend everything was normal.We all went to our respective rooms to rest. The emotional weight of the past few days, combined with the long drive, had left us all exhausted. I barely made it to my bed before collapsing onto it, still fully clothed.I don’t remember falling asleep, but the next thing I knew, I was waking up in complete darkness. My room was pitch black, and when I reached for my phone to check the time, the bright screen nearly blinded me. 2:47 AM