The bus terminal bustled with activity, a whirlwind of travelers rushing to catch their rides. Amidst the chaos, Brielle clutched her infant son tightly to her chest, her heart pounding with each step. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of pursuit.

A familiar voice cut through the din, sending a chill down her spine. "Brielle!"

She froze, her breath catching in her throat. Darius. How had he found her so quickly?

Spinning around, she came face-to-face with the Alpha who had once held her captive. His piercing gaze locked onto her, a storm brewing in those depths.

"Where do you think you're going?"...