All Chapters of Ghost In The Pack: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Elena’s POV The coffee shop had been our first meeting place. The minute I got to it and saw the lights were off, my stomach dropped. The place was closed, which meant there was no point waiting around hoping Allan or Lyra would magically appear. So I went to the second location. Momma’s apartment. She wasn’t really my mother. Not by blood anyway. But she had been more of a mother to me than anyone else ever had. Growing up in foster homes had taught me one thing. Not every adult deserved the title. I met Momma years ago at the neighborhood park after one of my foster fathers beat the hell out of me. I couldn’t have been more than twelve. I remembered sitting alone on a weathered bench with tears running down my face, trying so hard not to make a sound. She walked over without asking questions. Without judging. Without demanding explanations. She simply sat beside me, rested a gentle hand on my knee, and smiled. “It’s alright to cry,” she had said. “If you need someone to cry with

Darren’s POV When Draven told me Elena had called asking for help, I honestly couldn’t believe it. After everything that had happened at Ringside, I figured she’d rather climb through another bathroom window than trust any of us. Then he explained what had happened with Lyra, and suddenly the phone call made perfect sense. Bernard had crossed a line. I’d been expecting him to pull something eventually. The man had never accepted losing, and once he decided he wanted something, he kept throwing people at the problem until somebody succeeded. Unfortunately for him, we were just as stubborn. I rounded up two additional teams while Byron met me in the parking garage. Within minutes, four SUVs rolled out of Ringside together. Byron drove one vehicle with five warriors, I took another with five of my own, and the remaining two teams followed close behind. Twenty-four warriors. Was it overkill? Maybe. Did I care? Not even a little. I wasn’t about to underestimate Bernard. Men who under

Elena’s POV It didn’t take long for me to realize one thing. This setup was incredible. My eyes traveled across the rows of monitors, the custom-built towers, the servers humming quietly against the far wall, and the amount of equipment packed into one office. Whoever designed this system knew exactly what they were doing. Damn. I was definitely taking some of the money I made from that unknown job and building myself something just like this. This was every hacker’s dream. I shifted my attention back to the security footage filling the center monitor. Something about it bothered me. At first, I couldn’t put my finger on it. Then it clicked. The men. They moved differently. Not just faster. But… Stronger. More controlled. Everything they did looked almost… unnatural. Their movements were too precise, too powerful, almost like they weren’t ordinary people at all. Before I could think about it any longer, Allan stepped up beside me and slipped one arm comfortably around my waist.

Elena’s POV Allan carried me into the bedroom without saying another word. The moment we crossed the doorway, he walked straight to the bed and carefully lowered me onto the mattress as though I might shatter if he moved too quickly. Before I could even think about protesting, he climbed in behind me and slipped one arm around my waist, gently pulling me backward until my back rested firmly against his chest. The warmth of his body wrapped around me almost instantly. He kissed the back of my head before letting out a quiet sigh. “Baby girl, I have a lot of questions, but those can wait until tomorrow. Right now, I just want you to rest. You’re safe here. You’re safe in my arms.” His voice was soft enough that it almost blended into the silence surrounding us. I felt him tighten his hold just a little more, almost like he was reassuring himself that I was really there. I couldn’t blame him. Today had been one disaster after another. I relaxed against him, letting my eyes drift clos

Bernard’s POV By the time we finally pulled into the safe house, I was ready to get the hell out of the vehicle. The entire damn drive had felt longer than it actually was, mostly because I kept replaying how everything had gone sideways. I had the operation planned down to the smallest detail. Elena and Allan were supposed to trace Lyra’s watch, rush to the location alone, and walk straight into my trap. We would have grabbed both of them, disappeared before anyone realized what happened, and I’d have all three of those damn troublemakers exactly where I wanted them. Instead, that plan went straight to hell. Apparently, the stupid bitch had gone crying to Draven, and rather than sending two people, His Majesty decided to unleash his damn royal army. I let out a humorless laugh as I climbed out of the backseat. “So much for keeping things simple.” Even now, thinking about those black SUVs rolling toward the location made my jaw tighten. The second Warren spotted them, I knew the