All Chapters of Alpha Lucas’’s second chance : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

- Third Person's Perspective -The drive back to the mansion was quiet, but Lucas’s thoughts were loud. Miracle had fallen asleep in the back seat, her little head resting against the car door, and he couldn’t help but glance at her every so often. She was his anchor, the only reason he kept going when everything else fell apart. But now, there was another reason—Denise.He gripped the steering wheel tighter, replaying the moment in her apartment over and over again. She had forgiven Miracle, but she was still hesitant to return. He couldn’t blame her. He had messed up so many times, and he wasn’t even sure how to make it right.When they pulled into the driveway, he gently woke Miracle up. "We’re home, princess."She rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Do you think Dr. Denise will come back?" she asked, her voice soft but hopeful.Lucas forced a smile. "I think so. We just have to give her time."Miracle nodded, still groggy, and slipped out of the car. He followed her into the house, but t

- First Person's Perspective - ~Lucas's POV~"What the hell, Lucas. Are you really bringing her over again?" Laura’s voice slammed into me the moment I picked up my pen to sign the papers on my desk.I didn’t even bother looking up. Her accusations were nothing new."Lucas, I’m talking to you!" she yelled, storming into the study. The sound of her heels clicking against the floor echoed, grating against my nerves.I kept my focus on the document in front of me, but my jaw tightened. Maybe if I ignored her long enough, she’d leave.But Laura wasn’t the type to give up. She slammed her hand on the desk, making the papers flutter. "You can’t just ignore me! Answer me, Lucas. What is wrong with you? Why are you doing this to me?""I’m busy," I muttered, my voice low and firm."Busy? Busy doing what? Planning to ruin my life?" she spat, her voice rising. "How can you sit there like nothing’s wrong when you’re about to bring her back into this house?"I sighed, pinching the bridge of my no

- First Person’s Perspective - ~Enise’s POV~The moment the words left my lips, silence filled the room. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of their stares on me. I glanced at Diana, then Anna, and finally Lucian. They all had different expressions, but they all mirrored the same thing—concern.“Are you serious right now?” Anna broke the silence first, leaning forward in her chair. Her brows knitted together, and her lips pressed into a thin line. “Do you know what you’re saying, Enise?”“I do,” I replied, keeping my tone steady. “I’ve thought about it.”“Thought about it?” Diana scoffed, shaking her head as she stood up and started pacing the room. “Enise, this is Lucas we’re talking about. The same man who threw you aside for Laura. The same man who didn’t believe in you.You went there, you saw for yourself how draining it is to be with him, are you sure you want to deal with that again?"“And the same man whose daughter is mine,” I countered firmly. My voi

- Third Person’s Perspective - Unknown POVThe glass cup smashed against the wall, shattering into a rain of tiny fragments that glittered under the dim light. The deafening crash was followed by an angry groan, raw and animalistic. The few men standing in the room flinched backward, their breaths catching in their throats. Their leader was not someone to be trifled with, especially not now.She jumped to her feet, the legs of her chair screeching against the floor. Her pacing began—sharp, erratic, and fueled by fury. Each step she took was heavy, deliberate, as though she were stomping on invisible enemies underfoot. Her fists were clenched so tightly at her sides that her knuckles turned white.Things weren’t sailing in her favor, and it was driving her mad. How could that good-for-nothing she-wolf remain so elusive? Every plan had been thwarted, every attempt to capture her slipping through her grasp like sand. The fact that the woman now lived in the Alpha’s mansion only added in

- First Person's Perspective -Enise's POVI woke up feeling sore all over, my body aching in places I hadn't felt in years. My eyes fluttered open,and it took a moment for me to realize where I was.Lucas's bed. The luxurious sheets tangled around my legs were evidence of the chaotic night we'd shared.The memories rushed back the way we couldn't keepour hands off each other, how we somehow stumbled into his bedroom, tearing at each other's clothes. We didn't stop until exhaustion claimed us. I knew it wasn't supposed to happen, but strangely, I couldn't bring myself to feel guilty. Lucas stirred beside me, his hand brushing against my thigh as he opened his eyes. His messy hair and the lazy smile on his lips made him look even more irresistible."Good morning," he murmured, his voice husky and still laced with sleep."Good morning," I replied softly, sitting up slowly. My body protested with every movement, reminding me of just how thorough Lucas had been last night.He propped him