All Chapters of Falling for the Alpha: He fucks me better : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lorenzo's POV"What does it open?" Jordan questioned.I looked at the key in his hand and thought about twelve years and thought about the night I made the decision to keep it and thought about the fact that I had been waiting for this exact question and dreading it simultaneously."A room," I answered carefully."What room?" Killian demanded."In the eastern archive," I answered. "Sub level. Below the restricted section Jordan was searching." I held Jordan's gaze. "A room that has been locked since the night your parents died and that I am the only person who has entered since."Jordan looked at the key. Then looked at me. "What's in it?""Everything," I answered. "Everything your parents were building before they died. Their research. Their documentation. Their correspondence with the external council members who were not compromised. Their evidence of what Callum had been doing for twelve years before any of us understood the scope of it."Killian stared at me. "How long have you k

Jordan’s POVThe moment Lorenzo stepped in, I didn’t bother with pretense. “You know who it is,” I said, holding his gaze.He took in the room — the photo, the letter on the desk, and then me. He set the recording down like he was handling glass and dropped into a seat. He didn’t say anything at first. The air felt loaded, like everyone was holding back a storm.Killian broke the silence, voice tense. “Lorenzo.”He took a deep breath and nodded. “Yeah. I know who it is.”“How long?” I pressed. I already knew I wouldn’t like the answer.He didn’t flinch. “Since the beginning. Way before your parents died, Jordan.”I kept looking at him, refusing to give; I wanted the truth straight. “Say the name,” I told him.Lorenzo stared at the photo for a while — his jaw working, something tight behind his eyes.“His name is Cain,” he finally said. “He was Sera’s mate, before she ran. Before it all fell apart.” He paused, voice low. “Everybody figured he died the night your parents did. The fire.

Jordan's POV“The night my parents died didn’t begin the way you’d expect—it started three weeks earlier,” I said.Everyone watched me. The council member. Sera. Lorenzo. Killian right beside me, solid and calm.“Callum had been running his operation for twelve years by then,” I went on. “But my parents? For two of those years, they’d been quietly building a case. Cataloging every detail. Working with council members they could trust, sorting through compromised registries and fixing falsified records.” I didn’t break eye contact with the council member. “They almost had enough to bring it to the full council. And then Callum found out—a leak inside our own pack. Someone we still haven’t unmasked.”“When Callum realized how close they were, he acted. Not all at once. He moved in phases. He picked three targets: my parents, Cain, Sera.” I glanced at Sera. “He managed to get two. Sera and Cain only survived because she made a call on an emergency line Cain gave her—she had no idea Callu

Killian's POVJordan walked into the council hall, holding a painting tight under his arm so he wouldn’t bang it against anything. Both council members glanced at it, but nobody spoke. What could they possibly say? Here was a man with a portrait of his dead parents, sitting in the same room where the people who killed them were facing justice.Jordan propped the painting behind his chair, took a seat, and stared at the council. “I'm ready,” he said.The first council member spoke up, choosing his words carefully. “We checked your parents’ documents and compared the timeline to what we found tonight. The bloodline chain holds true, even without the vial.” He stopped. “We're dropping the forgery claim.”Jordan steadied himself. “And the injunction?”The second council member took over. “Withdrawn. Harlan filed it this morning, just like we thought, but we killed it before it became official. Your parents' records did the job.” He met Jordan’s eyes. “It’s gone.”Jordan nodded, tight-lipp

Jordan's POVBreakfast felt almost fake, like we’d stumbled into someone else’s quiet morning and left the chaos from last night behind. Reef set the food down, and just like that, everybody showed up—no one even had to call us. We sat there, eating and talking about nothing important. I'd glance at my parents’ painting, catch Mabel across the table, Killian next to me, Lorenzo all the way at the end. I couldn’t get over how strange it felt, waking up after everything and just… falling back into something almost normal.Mabel caught everything like always. Her eyes flitted around, seeing all the little things. Now and then, she’d say something that actually made Cain laugh. I found myself watching the two of them. Eight years apart, doing their own things, and here they were—same table, same meal. I wondered about the price, what it had taken for that to happen.Sera sat by Joanna, still and silent, not sad, just… empty, like all the tension had finally drained out of her.Lorenzo bro