All Chapters of Ghost In The Pack: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Elena’s POV I reluctantly took the note from Draven’s outstretched hand, my fingers brushing against his as I did. My eyes never left his face. Whatever was written on this piece of paper had shaken him, and that alone was enough to make my stomach knot. He looked calm on the surface, but I could see the tension hiding behind his expression. There was something inside this note that was about to change everything. I already knew that much. Taking a slow breath, I tried to steady the uneasiness building inside my chest. It didn’t work. I sat up a little straighter before glancing over at Allan. The moment our eyes met, he smiled. It was reassuring. Whatever confidence I still had found itself clinging to that smile. “Whatever it is,” he said softly, “we’ll deal with it, baby girl.” His hand came up and gently cupped my cheek. The warmth of his palm made me close my eyes for the briefest second. He rested his forehead against mine. “Together… we’ve got this.” His voice was barely ab

Draven’s POV The second Elena ran through the office door, I moved. There wasn’t a decision to make. My feet were already carrying me after her before anyone else had a chance to react. Ash had been restless ever since she’d read Bernard’s note, and the moment she bolted, his protective instincts crashed into mine with enough force to leave no room for hesitation. Find her. Protect her. Those two thoughts became the only things that mattered. She couldn’t have gotten far. The office sat at the end of a private hallway that connected to the club. The only other exit led outside through a security door protected by a coded lock. Without the code, nobody was getting through it. She was still inside. I hurried down the hallway, my boots echoing off the walls before I pushed open the heavy door leading into the club. The music hadn’t started yet. Opening time was still a little while away, leaving the building strangely quiet. Staff members moved around setting up for the night while

Elena’s POV After pulling up the partial plate, I immediately ran it through my system’s database, hoping for any kind of match. Even the smallest piece of information could be enough to point us in the right direction. The logo already told me it belonged to a moving company. That much had been obvious. What I wanted to know was who actually owned the company. Lines of information scrolled across my screen while my fingers continued dancing across the keyboard. Everyone in the office remained unusually quiet, waiting for something. For anything that could help us find Lyra before Bernard decided to move her again. “There you are,” I muttered. The company profile opened. Long Haul Movers. Owner… I blinked once. Then again just to make sure I wasn’t reading it wrong. “Well… that’s convenient.” Draven leaned forward. “What is it?” “The moving company belongs to Bernard,” I said in confusion. But it made sense. I guess. His brows immediately furrowed. For a split second I

Darren’s POV I split the teams up before anyone made a move. One team circled toward the front of the cabin while another worked their way around the side. I led the last group toward the rear entrance. Byron had the breach team. Once we were all in position, he would clear the cabin while my men made sure nobody slipped out the back. I crouched behind a large oak tree and watched the guards. There were more of them than I liked, but nothing we couldn’t handle. Every one of my warriors knew their assignment. Nobody spoke. The only sounds were leaves rustling in the breeze and the occasional crack of a branch beneath an unsuspecting guard’s boots. I lifted my hand into the air. Three… Two… One… I dropped my hand. My warriors exploded into motion. Several guards never had a chance to react before they were taken down silently. The others reached for their weapons, shouting warnings to one another as chaos erupted around the cabin. Before we could reach the back door, it suddenly f

Elena’s POV After Servi finished checking on the baby, I quietly slipped out of the bedroom. Lyra was alive. The baby was alive. That was enough for me. Servi had said her vitals looked good, and if the doctor wasn’t panicking anymore, neither was I. She probably just needed time to recover after everything Bernard had put her through. The office was much quieter than the bedroom. Nico remained behind his computer, typing away without paying much attention to anything else, while a few of Draven’s men stood nearby talking in low voices. Compared to the chaos I’d just walked away from, the room almost felt peaceful. I walked over to Draven’s desk, picked up my laptop, and settled into the oversized chair facing the mirror. The familiar weight of the computer resting on my lap was oddly comforting. For a few minutes, I wanted to think about something other than kidnappings and near-death experiences. The second I opened the lid, a notification began flashing across the screen. My e