Not long after, Beta Janice, my mother arrived, her presence a welcome warmth in the sterile room. My mother’s eyes welled with tears as she bent down, touching my son’s tiny fingers with a reverence that only a grandmother could know. She squeezed my shoulder, her gaze filled with a silent promise to stand by my side, come what may.
And then, Jaxon spoke, his voice steady but his gaze intense as he looked at me. “Jasmine,” he said, a note of sincerity threading through his words, “if you leave Cale’s pack, you’ll always have a place in mine. Both you and your son are welcome in my territory, safe among people who care about you.”
I looked at him, feeling tears well up in my eyes for the first time. “Thank you, Jaxon,” I whispered. “I… I accept. I want that for myself and my son.”
He nodded, his expression softening, as if a weight had lifted from both our shoulders. My heart felt lighter with the promise of a new beginning, free from the bonds of betrayal that had held me captive for so long.
But just as the room settled, the door opened, and a cold silence fell as Cale strode in, his face a mask of shock and anger. His eyes darted between Jaxon and me, and then to the small form in my arms. The raw emotion in his gaze sharpened as he looked at my son, and the unspoken truth settled over him: this was my son, our son.
Jaxon’s stance shifted beside me, his presence strong, unyielding. He wouldn’t let Cale overstep, and I knew I no longer stood alone.
I looked at Cale, my voice firm, steady as I spoke. “There’s nothing for you here, Cale. I’ve made my choice. My son and I will leave the pack and go back to Moon Gazer Pack. We’re done.”
