Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Wolf’s Redemption: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Kane’s POV(kidnappers plan's)I’ve done a lot of dirty work in my life. Broken bones, stolen lives, burned homes to ash. But this job—this one is personal in a different way.Because this time, it’s about children.And not just any children.They belong to *her*. Daisy.I don’t know her. Don’t care to. But I’ve seen women like her before. The kind who cling to the illusion of control, who walk around with a steel spine like they’ve never knelt for anything in their lives.But everyone kneels eventually.Even queens bleed.And tonight, we’re going to make her bleed in a way she never expects.Rosa handed me the envelope this morning—school routes, kids’ pictures, pickup routines. All marked with red ink like a predator circling its prey. It was clean, meticulous, cold.She didn’t flinch once while describing the plan. I almost respected that.Almost.But make no mistake—Rosa’s not a leader. She’s just desperate. A woman clawing at her sanity, drunk on vengeance. She thinks she’s the pu

Rosa’s POVBlood tasted like metal.I wiped it from my mouth, my hand shaking. The hit to my temple still throbbed, pulsing behind my eyes like a second heartbeat. Smoke choked the air, and firelight danced across the broken hallway behind me. The west wall was gone just debris and flame and a hole where there used to be safety.If you could call this place safe.Kane stood in front of me, calm like always. Too calm. Like the blast hadn’t rattled the entire compound or scattered his precious plans across the floor.And then her voice cut through the chaos.“Wrong again,” Daisy said.I didn’t even get to shout before she pulled the trigger.The shot echoed. Sharp. Final.But Kane didn’t fall.The bullet clipped his shoulder. He staggered back, cursing, blood splashing against the wall. Daisy moved fast, kicking the shotgun into her grip from where Xavier had dropped it near the threshold. She didn’t hesitate.Another shot. This one went wide, tearing through the door frame beside me.I

Rosa’s POVI stared at the photo again. It was crumpled now, the edges soft from how many times I had held it. Daisy’s face smiled back at me, fake and full of lies. I knew who she was now. Not just some mother, not just a woman trying to protect kids. She was something else. Something dangerous.She wanted something from me. And from Lycan.I didn’t understand why, not yet. But I would find out. No one goes after me and thinks they’ll win. I’ve fought harder people. I’ve survived worse. Daisy was no different. If she wanted war, she’d get one.I walked through the empty house, my heels clicking on the cold floor. Lycan was still asleep in the next room. He didn’t know what I knew. Not yet. I’d tell him when the time was right. For now, I needed to think. Plan.She had the kids now. I saw the news. They were found, rescued from the fire. Daisy was everywhere — on the screen, in the headlines. They called her a hero. I called her a threat.I stepped into the garden and lit a cigarette.

Rosa's POVIt was raining when I woke up. The sky looked heavy, like it knew something bad was about to happen. I walked to the window and watched the drops hit the glass.The city never slept. Neither did I.My phone buzzed. I grabbed it and checked the message. It was from one of the accounts I used to spread rumors."The video is going viral."Good.I got dressed slowly, picking a grey suit this time. Sharp lines. Cold colors. It matched my mood. I had no plans to stop.Downstairs, Lycan was eating breakfast. He looked up when I walked in."Morning," he said."Did you sleep well?"He nodded, but his eyes looked tired. "The video... it's everywhere now. People at the gym were talking about it.""And what were they saying?""Some think it’s fake. Others think Daisy's hiding something."I sat across from him and poured myself some coffee. "Let them think. The doubt is enough.""Rosa, what if you’re wrong about her? What if Daisy isn't who you think she is?"I set my cup down slowly. "

Daisy's POVThe air smelled like metal and damp stone. I blinked slowly. My head hurts. My arms ached. My whole body felt like it had been dragged through gravel.Where was I?It was dark. The only light came from a single bulb swinging from the ceiling. I was tied to a chair. My wrists hurt. My ankles were cold and scraped.I tried to speak, but my voice cracked. My throat was dry."Hello?"No one answered.I closed my eyes, trying to remember what happened.I had met Mira in the park. She came quietly, her eyes wide. She told me she knew a place I could hide. Somewhere Rosa couldn’t find me. Somewhere safe.I followed her.We went into an old building. It smelled like mold and dust. I didn’t ask questions. I just wanted to rest. Mira had always been kind to me.But now I wasn’t sure.What happened after we went inside?I remembered a drink. Tea, maybe. Warm and sweet.Then everything went black.A sound snapped me back. A door creaked open.I looked up. A man stepped into the light.