Ronan's POV
I couldn’t shake the doubt that lingered. Sara may have saved Caleb, but that didn’t mean she was free of suspicion. I needed to keep a close watch on her. And what better way to do that than to keep her within reach?
I made her my personal maid. It was the perfect excuse — she'd clean my room, run errands, and stay within sight. Liam never questioned my decision. He knew me well enough to trust my instincts. If there was even the slightest chance she posed a threat, I’d be the first to know.
This morning, as I prepared for the day's pack duties, I heard the knock at my door.
"Come in," I called, though I already knew who it was.
Sara entered, her steps careful and precise, holding a steaming cup of coffee. She placed it on the table near the window, avoiding my gaze. But
