Summer’s POV
As soon as the ne touched down and I powered on my phone, the notification chime went off like a machine gun, threatening to shred myst nerve.
The screen lit up with dozens of missed calls and voice messages–every single one from Alpha Foster.
He’d been blowing up my phone sincest night, sending a message almost every hour:
At 7 PM, his first “apology“:
【Summer,st night was my fault. I lost control.]
[I bought gifts for you and Felix. I’ming home soon.]
By 8 PM, desperation crept in:
[Summer, why can’t I reach you?]
【Where are you and Felix? Please, just reply. I’m worried.]
By 10 PM, the mask came off:
[Summer, I really messed up. Don’t ignore me, please. I can exin everything…]
<b>【</b>Come home. I can’t live without you… without Felix.<b>] </b>
Voice messages flooded W******p, each one a full 60 seconds long–like they were trying to drag me back from the edge I was finally escaping.
I frowned, disgusted, and shoved the phone back into my bag.
Every word he sent was a cruel reminder of how foolish I’d been–how I was the one who led Felix and myself into that abyss.
If the divorce wasn’t still pending, I would’ve blocked him ages ago.
“Was that Alpha Foster?” came a deep, smooth voice from the driver’s seat.
I looked up and caught Alexander’s gaze in the rearview mirror. His emerald eyes were full of concern. I tried to keep my tone steady. “Yeah.”
“Do you want me to step in?” he asked gently, his voice calm but carrying a steel–like resolve.
I nced down at the sleeping little boy in my arms–even in sleep, his darkshes quivered slightly–and shook my head. “No. I can handle it. You’ve already done more than enough.”
“I’ll never see helping you as a burden<b>, </b>Summer.”
His words were like thunder cracking through my chest. I couldn’t breathe.
I thought he’d moved on. After everything, after we both walked away so cleanly, I believed whatever had once connected us had long withered. But the way he said my name… it didn’t feel distant at all.
I didn’t know how to respond. I didn’t even want to consider the possibility of developing feelings for anyone again. Alpha Foster had shattered my heart into pieces–it would take time to heal.
Thank god for Felix.
“Mommy?” Felix stirred in my arms, rubbing his eyes groggily. “Are we there yet?”
I let out a breath<b>, </b>grateful for the interruption. “Almost, baby. Just rest a little longer.”
As we crossed the mountain ridge<b>, </b>the ckwood territory finally came into view.
I had never seen anything so breathtaking.
The ckwood Packhouse wasn’t a house–it was a fortress. A masterpiece carved from earth and sky. ssical limestone columns stood side by side with sleek ss facades<b>–</b>contrasting, yet somehow harmonious. The setting sun cast golden light
over its metal trim, making the structure glow with quiet authority.
Inside, polished marble floors reflected the warm light beneath our feet. A massive crystal chandelier hung overhead. Priceless artwork adorned the walls. The air smelled of luxury… and of Alexander.
“This way,” Alpha Alexander said, guiding us through hallway after hallway, all while eyes followed us.
Every Omega. Every warrior. Every unmated wolf…
They were all watching me. Watching Felix.
“Summer Winster?” A surprised male voice called out.
I turned to see Beta Ethan striding toward me, handsome features lit up with shock and delight.“It really is you!”
Before I could <b>react</b>, he pulled me into a warm hug. “It’s been so long.”
I smiled and hugged him back. “Yeah, it has.”
And then I felt it–that burning gaze behind me.
I turned to find Alexander watching us, his expression unreadable, lips tightly pressed together, his eyes practically nailing Ethan’s arm in ce.
Was he… jealous?
“Ahem.” Alexander cleared his throat, his voice tinged with something subtle and sharp. “Let me show you to your room.”
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