บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Lucas’’s second chance : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

- First Person's Perspective -Enise’s POVI laid in bed after Lucas left, staring at the ceiling as sleep evaded me. My mind replayed the evening's chaos with Laura, the tension between us lingering like an unshakable fog. When I finally drifted off, it was restless and shallow, and I woke up the next morning with an ache in my chest I couldn’t explain.The first thing I did was head to Miracle’s room. The little girl had been through so much, and I needed to ensure she was doing okay—not just physically, but emotionally too.When I stepped inside, she was sitting on her bed, her small frame bundled in a blanket, staring out the window. Her blonde curls caught the sunlight, and for a moment, she looked ethereal, almost untouchable.“Good morning, sweetheart,” I said softly, pulling a chair closer to her bed.She turned to look at me, her big blue eyes duller than usual. “Morning,” she whispered.I reached for her hand, my heart sinking at how limp her fingers felt in mine. I performe

- First Person's Perspective -Enise’s POVI was still lying in bed, trying to force all the gills running in my head to stop, when Lucas returned to my room, his expression serious but not grim. He stood in the doorway for a moment, watching me with an intensity that made my skin prickle. What was it this time? After waiting for what felt like an eternity, Finally, he spoke.“I’ve been thinking about Laura,” he began, his voice low but firm as he crossed the room to sit beside me on the bed.I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to elaborate.“I’m sorting her out,” he continued, rubbing the back of his neck. “Once the pack’s crisis is handled and I’ve dealt with the Alpha King’s judgment, I’m planning to ban her from the pack.”The corner of my lips twitched upward. “Well, it’s about time. Laura is like a splinter—small but irritating as hell. If she stays, she’s going to be a pain in both of our asses.”Lucas chuckled softly, though his eyes still held a shadow of worry. “I just nee

- First Person's Perspective -Enise’s POVThe house was too quiet, the silence pressing against me like a weight. I sat on the edge of the couch, idly scrolling through my phone, but even that couldn’t distract me from the thoughts swirling in my mind. The boredom was almost unbearable, yet I knew it wasn’t just that. It was the guilt.The thought of going to see Miracle crossed my mind more than once. I missed her tiny smile, the way her eyes lit up when she talked about things she loved. But then I reminded myself why I couldn’t—why I shouldn’t. She was happy, or at least as happy as she could be under the circumstances. My presence only complicated things for her, and deep down, I feared I might ruin her life altogether.I leaned back on the couch, closing my eyes as my thoughts swooshed over me. Was my desire for revenge even worth it?A pang of guilt settled in my chest, sharp and relentless. Maybe, if I had just stayed away, if I had let everything go Miracle would have been be

First Person's PerspectiveSarah's POVI couldn’t get Aiden out of my head, no matter how hard I tried. He had taken a bullet for me, and now I couldn't stop thinking about him, the one person who had risked his life to save mine. I hated that I felt this way, but I couldn't help it. He’d done something I couldn't easily forget, even though everything between us had been broken before this.I knew Olivia, his mother, wouldn’t let me anywhere near him. She would make sure I never stepped foot in that hospital room again. But I couldn’t care less. I had to see him, to check on him myself. He had done so much for me; I needed to know if he was okay. I had to at least try to get in.I dressed quickly, not really caring what I looked like. This wasn’t about me. I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. My mind raced as I stepped outside and made my way to the car, all the while feeling the weight of the decision pressing on me. I knew what I was walking into. Ezra would probably be there

- First Person's Perspective -Alpha Lucas’s POVThe hum of the engine filled the car as I sped back toward the hospital. My knuckles were tight on the steering wheel, my thoughts spiraling between the argument with Laura and the image of Miracle lying unconscious in that hospital bed. My daughter had suffered enough.My phone buzzed on the passenger seat, and I glanced at the screen. Alpha Karl.Taking a deep breath, I picked up on the second ring. “Karl,” I greeted, my tone neutral.“Lucas,” he replied, his voice warm and cheerful. “I’ve been thinking about our conversation and the circumstances surrounding your actions.”I kept silent, waiting for him to get to the point.“I’ve decided to forgive you,” Karl finally said.His words were a relief, but I didn’t let it show. “I appreciate that,” I replied casually, my tone devoid of excessive gratitude.“Your father was a good man,” Karl continued, his voice tinged with nostalgia. “He was always there for me, even when we were kids.