All Chapters of REBORN TO LOVE MY FATHER-IN-LAW: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Dominic's POV"Everything photographed and filed," Rafe said, pulling up beside me as the pack gates came into view ahead. "Documentation is clean… We have everything we need.""Good," I answered. "When we get back, I want copies made before anything else. Three sets, in different locations.""Already planned for it," he responded in approval, and fell back into formation.The gates opened as we approached. The pack guard had seen the convoy headlights from a distance and had them moving before we reached the entrance, which was correct procedure and I noted it without comment. Small things ran correctly when the larger things were under pressure. It was one of the reliable indicators of whether a pack was holding its shape or starting to fray.We rode through…The pack grounds settled around me in their usual way whenever I returned. And I could not trade that feeling for anything, that particular recognition that lived in the body before the mind became conscious of the return. Two

Scarlett’s POV I saw Liana's car at the gate. I saw her step out with her files. I also watched the handshake and the extra beat of it, plus the small, quiet thing she said that made his expression go neutral in a way that meant he was choosing his words carefully.I nodded at him and went inside.I did not examine the nod afterward. It was the only thing available that was honest and did not cost me my composure in a forecourt full of bikers, and I was grateful my body had found it without being asked.I went to the east wall, room, and sat on the edge of, the cot and held the U, waiting.The knock arrived an hour later. “You can come in,” I ordered, because I already sensed from the sound of the footsteps in the corridor who it was. I knew those steps, and no other person would have them except Dominic. Dominic’s footsteps had a particular quality, a slow, deliberate rhythm, as though he had been trained to move through spaces that had been lectured on how to accommodate him.He o

Dominic's POV I locked eyes with her. "It's nothing serious, I guess. I only told Vessel that I knew I was going to love again," I paused. "And that I could feel it in the distance coming closer to me, like rain falling under roofs before it reaches yours in some instances. Plus, I was more afraid of it than I had ever been of anything in my life, including death.The room held that.Scarlett did not move, but remained seated on the cot with her hands in her lap and looked at me with a weird look in her face that she was not trying to manage, which was unusual enough that I registered it carefully."You said that before you knew who," she said quietly."Before I knew anything," I answered confidently. "My wolf knew, but I did not. But my wolf had apparently already made its decision about the direction things were going and was considerably further ahead of me than I realized at the time."She was quiet for a long moment…Now, outside the window, the pack grounds had gone completel

Luca's POV "Scarlett." I called her name from the corridor and waited…. But I did not get an answer in return. She did not send her voice down my way or even the sound of movement or the creak of a door. The east wing stayed quiet around me, and the pack house held its typical late night silence. Alone there, the only thing I had to go on was her scent, which was alive in the air, strongest from the last door on the left, a route I had walked past a thousand times without ever consciously thinking of it as a room she used. And I had been searching for her for an hour… The search started in the room we both shared, which was cold in its emptiness, carrying her scent faintly, a space radiating the feeling that she had spent less time in it and the smell had begun to thin at the edges. I checked the kitchen too, including the east garden and the corridor outside the Alpha’s study. At every empty location, I kept giving myself the realistic confidence that I was not doing what I was c

Scarlett's POV "I had a plan," he stared at me. "From the beginning. Before you came into the picture and before any of this…. I had already mapped out every step of how this was supposed to go and what I would have at the end of it." He paused. "Every step accounted for, and every variable managed."I sat on the cot and listened…"You were a variable," he continued. "In the beginning, I want to say you were someone I had chosen because you were useful and because you had no family to ask questions. And you know my father had always watched you with more attention than he should have and I understood how to use that." He said it plainly, without trying to dress it up, which was the most honest thing about it. "I am not telling you this to apologize for it. I am only telling you because I want to be honest about what I was doing and what I thought you were.""I know what I was," I broke in. .He looked up at me briefly. "I know you know." He looked back at his hands. "What I did not