บททั้งหมดของ Ghost In The Pack: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Draven’s POV A week. It had been an entire week since Elena had stepped foot outside our bedroom. Not once. Not to eat downstairs. Not to sit with everyone. Not even to walk out onto the balcony for fresh air. She’d hidden herself away behind these four walls as if the room were the only place in the world she couldn’t hurt someone. I hated every damn second of it. Every meal she’d had this week had been brought upstairs by me. I wasn’t about to let her sit up here alone while I ate downstairs with everyone else. If she was isolating herself because she was scared, then I’d isolate right along with her. She wasn’t going through this alone. She never would. Gregory’s warning replayed in my head for what felt like the thousandth time. ‘Don’t let anyone know she’s awakening.’ Until we understood exactly what these gifts were…until Elena understood them herself…keeping this secret was the safest thing we could do. I trusted my men with my life. I’d gladly die for every one of them.

Draven’s POV After Nico just dropped the bomb on us, I calmly set my fork on the edge of my plate. The room had gone so quiet I could hear the faint clink of silverware settling against plates. Nobody reached for another bite. Nobody spoke. Every set of eyes had shifted toward me. Exactly as I expected. I picked up my napkin and dabbed the corners of my mouth before folding it neatly beside my plate. Then I leaned back slightly, keeping one arm comfortably around Elena’s waist. She hadn’t moved from my lap, and I had no intention of making her. I leaned over and pressed a kiss against the top of her head before settling back in my chair. My eyes slowly traveled around the table. Every single one of them was waiting. Not one person interrupted. Not one person questioned whether Nico was right. They simply waited for their orders. My eyes settled on Darren first. “Darren, every club closes immediately. I don’t want a single customer walking through those doors tonight. Send every e

Draven’s POV The last of the reports came in almost simultaneously, one after another, each confirming what I’d already expected. Every position was secured. Every location was covered. The lycan army had been divided and stationed exactly where I wanted them. Guards were posted throughout the pack, along every road leading in and out of the territory, and at every one of my legitimate businesses. Even the businesses no one outside my inner circle knew belonged to me had armed men standing watch. I wasn’t taking chances. Not with Bernard. Not after everything we’d uncovered. The order had gone out hours ago to shut every business down. Employees had been sent home under believable excuses, shipments had been rerouted before they ever reached the main warehouses, and everything valuable had been moved to one of my secured backup locations. Watching it all unfold had reminded me exactly why I’d surrounded myself with the people I trusted. They hadn’t complained. They hadn’t question

Draven’s POV Darren laughed so hard he nearly folded himself in half. He had one hand braced against the edge of the table while the other pointed toward Elena’s laptop screen. Then, with absolutely no shame whatsoever, he stuck his tongue out and shook his head wildly from side to side. “Boooo.” He dragged the word out in the same ridiculous voice Elena’s little animated ghost used when she sent it to Bernard. The room erupted into a mixture of groans and chuckles. Nico didn’t even bother looking up at first. He simply rolled his eyes so dramatically it was a wonder they didn’t get stuck. “How many times are you going to imitate that damn ghost she sent?” His voice carried more amusement than irritation despite the words. Darren gasped dramatically. “As many times as it deserves.” He straightened just enough to throw his hands into the air. “You should’ve seen your face when she sent it to him.” He laughed out again. “You looked constipated,” he continued to laugh and make hi

Viktor’s POV My phone hit the desk just as the message from Draven disappeared from the screen. ‘We’re recovering your shipment and the men they had of yours. Not sure your casualties though.’ I rubbed a hand down my face. “Fuck.” Nikolai looked up from the other side of the office. “What?” “I forgot.” I shook my head. I couldn’t believe I actually put my shipment and my men in danger. The thought alone was enough to piss me off. He frowned. “Forgot what?” He furrowed brows. Confusion was written all over his face. “The southern dock shipment.” I shook my head once again. I pushed back from my desk so quickly the chair rolled into the wall. “That shipment wasn’t supposed to arrive until tomorrow. It was moved?” I rolled my eyes. “It had to have been.” I looked toward the bank of monitors mounted along the wall. “Nikolai.” He was already moving. “Pull up the southern warehouse.” His fingers danced across the keyboard. Several camera feeds flashed onto the largest monitor. No