บททั้งหมดของ The Wolf’s Redemption: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Daisy & Dickson's POVThe forest had fallen into silence.Birds were long gone. Leaves barely whispered. The dusk light cast everything in gray and gold. And even though we had made it out alive, I couldn’t stop shaking.Zuri slept beside me, curled up on the emergency blanket Marcus had left. Her breathing was slow and even, her fingers twitching now and then like she was still dreaming.I didn’t want to wake her. I didn’t want her to see the fear still dragging itself behind my ribs like a dying animal.But I couldn’t pretend. Not to him.I looked across the fire.Dickson sat against a tree, face lit by the flickering glow. His eyes weren’t on me. They were in the night sky. Thoughtful. Dark. Still carrying everything he’d seen—everything he’d done. Every part of him looked tense, as if he wasn’t sure whether to collapse or to stand and keep fighting.I rose slowly, brushing dirt from my jeans, and walked over. He didn’t flinch when I sat beside him."You okay?" I asked.He gave me

Rosa’s POV –I sat by the window of a small motel room in downtown Dallas, staring at the clouds rolling over the sky. The storm wasn’t just outside it was inside me too. My thoughts felt loud. Too loud.I once believed I was smart. Clever. Powerful.But now?I had nothing.No Lycan.No wolf spirit.No power.No plan.Only silence.Only regret.I used to say that people who did evil would never escape the consequences. That there was no peace for the wicked. And yet I chose that path myself, eyes wide open.It started with Dickson. I hated how strong he was. How people trusted him. He had something I wanted. Respect. Love. A future.Then Daisy came along. That sweet-faced little thing. Always smiling, always helping others. I thought she was weak. But she turned out stronger than I ever imagined.And then their children… Oh, those children.They were never part of the plan at first. But when I saw how Dickson would do anything to protect them, I knew their pain would be his pain. I us

Rosa’s POV A Dangerous EscapeI thought leaving Brenton would keep me safe.I was wrong.The night I jumped off that bus and ran into the woods, I realized something important this was not about hiding anymore. This was survival.I found an old shed deep in the forest, barely standing. But it had a roof and a broken chair inside, and for now, that was enough. I stayed quiet, listening for footsteps. My heart was loud in my ears.My phone had no signal. I turned it off to save battery.I needed a plan. Just farmers, bakers, and fishermen. No one would ask questions. I bought bread with the last cash I had and sat by the riverbank.As I ate, I heard a voice.“You look lost,” said a man.I looked up. He was about forty, with rough hands and a soft face.“I’m just passing through,” I replied.He smiled. “Name’s Harold. You can work at my farm if you need shelter.”I hesitated.He noticed. “I don’t ask questions. You help, I feed you. That’s all.”I nodded. “Alright.”Harold gave me a r

Rosa’s POV – The Night of NightmaresThe bus dropped me off just outside Brenton. I stood alone by the road, my small bag hanging on my shoulder. The wind blew cold against my skin, even though it wasn’t winter.It was fear.I had returned.Not as the villain.Not as the hero.Just Rosa. A woman trying to face her past.I didn’t go to Dickson’s house that night. I booked a room at a small lodge far from town. I needed one more night alone. One night to breathe before facing everyone again.But I didn’t sleep.Not really.That night, my nightmares returned.And they came hard.The room was dark, but the nightmare was darker.I was back in the old facility. The one where I betrayed them. Where I hurt the children.Chains hung from the walls.Screams echoed in the air.I saw myself, standing tall, wearing black gloves.“Do it,” a voice said.“No,” I cried.But nightmare-Rosa did it.She pushed the button.Electric shocks. Screams.Children crying.“No!” I shouted. “That’s not me anymore!

Dickson & Daisy’s POV – Broken WallsDICKSONThe door clicked shut after Rosa left.I sat on the couch, staring at the flower Zuri had given her. Part of me still burned inside. That woman caused so much pain.I heard the front door open.Daisy.She walked in carrying grocery bags.“Hey,” she said, then paused when she saw my face. “What’s wrong?”“She came back.”“Who?”“Rosa.”The bags hit the ground. “You’re joking.”“I wish I was.”“She was here? In this house?”“Yes.”Daisy stared at me. “And you let her in?”“She needed to talk to the kids.”“You LET her see them?!”“Daisy, calm down—”“No! Don’t tell me to calm down, Dickson!”DAISYI couldn’t believe it.“After everything she did, you just welcomed her like some lost visitor?”“I didn’t welcome her,” Dickson said. “I gave her ten minutes. The kids had questions. They deserved answers.”“She doesn’t get to answer anything! She’s a monster!”“She’s still human.”“She was never a mother to them, Dickson. Never!”He rubbed his fac