Chapter 61: Homecoming

CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE DEVON’S POV Her hand felt small in mine, but the grip she had on my fingers was anything but weak. It was a lifeline. I pushed open the heavy double doors leading back out to the memorial service. The harsh light of the hall hit my face, a harsh reminder that I was actually here. Not in a loop. Not in a frozen void. Here. In the real world, walking into my own fucking funeral. The silence that rolled over the hall was immediate and absolute. It was as if someone had sucked all the oxygen out of the atmosphere. Two hundred pack members, dressed in their solemn blacks and muted greys, stopped dead in their tracks. A woman in the front row dropped her champagne flute. It shattered against the cobblestones. I ignored the crowd. My eyes found Zane first. He was standing near the front podium, a clipboard in his hand, frozen like a statue. The color completely drained from his face. Beside him, Brielle let out a choked gasp, her hands flying to cover her mouth

Chapter 62: Forced to Choose

The memorial service ended in absolute chaos. Devon was back. He wasn't a ghost. He wasn't an illusion. He had stood on that stage, spoken to the pack, and completely shattered the reality we had lived in for the past two years.The shock had barely settled before Gideon summoned me. He didn't ask me to join him. He ordered me. And my father backed him up.That was exactly how I ended up sitting at a rectangular table just two hours later. A private dinner. Just the three of us. Gideon. My father. And me.I stared down at the plate in front of me. I pushed my fork around. I had absolutely no appetite. My stomach was tied in knots.Gideon sat directly across from me. He calmly cut his steak. My father sat at the head of the table. He drank his water. Nobody spoke about the man who had just walked out of the grave. Nobody mentioned Devon’s name. They acted like the entire afternoon hadn't happened. They acted like the world hadn't just shifted on its axis."We need to advance the timeli

Chapter 63: I’ll Fight for You

DEVON’S POV“I’ll take the Gamma position.”The words left my mouth so calmly that for a second even I could almost pretend they didn’t matter. Zane stared at me across the desk.His hand, halfway to a stack of reports, froze in the air.For three full seconds, he said absolutely nothing.Then he leaned back slowly in his chair and narrowed his eyes at me. “You’re joking.”“I’m not.”He barked out a dry laugh. “Devon, I know you enjoy chaos more than most men enjoy breathing, but this isn’t funny.”I stayed where I was, hands in my pockets, shoulders loose, expression blank. Morning light spilled in through the tall office windows and caught the polished edge of his desk. Outside, I could hear distant movement in the training yard, boots on dirt, wolves barking orders, the sharp clang of metal. Normal sounds. Steady sounds.Inside the office, the air had gone strange.“I said I’ll take it,” I repeated. “If the council insists on restructuring ranks with me back in the territory, then

Alle Kapitel von Ruin Me, Alpha: Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 63

Chapter 61: Homecoming

Chapter 62: Forced to Choose

Chapter 63: I’ll Fight for You