Book 2 Chapter 6Chloe’s POV As soon as Liam and the investigator stepped out of his office, I moved to block their path. My heart was pounding, I couldn’t keep waiting in the dark. “What did you find out?” I demanded, crossing my arms as I looked between the two of them.Liam tried to brush me off, his usual calm demeanor in place. “Chloe, take a breath. We haven’t found out much yet.” He explained but I know him too well, he can't lie to me unless I want to play along. But now I’m not going to buy his lies. “What do you mean, ‘not much’? You’re hiding something. I can tell.”The investigator, exchanged a look with Liam, a silent agreement passing between them before he mumbled a quick goodbye and walked away. As he passed, I caught sight of Liam leaning in, whispering something under his breath that I couldn’t make out. My patience snapped.“What was that?” I asked, my voice sharp as I turned to Liam. “What were you whispering to him about?”He hesitated, just for a second, befo
Book 2 Chapter 7Liam’s POV My eyes glued on a spaced, my mind reeled with the thought of Mendy and Jax, how dangerous my family can be with their presence. I’d have loved to keep Chloe unaware of all this but she’s too persistent to let go. She hadn’t learned about Mendy being Jax’s Luna what if she did? Her worry would be multiple feelings I don’t like seeing. “So, how’s Chloe holding up?” Luke’s voice broke through my thoughts as he looked over at me, a hint of worry in his eyes.I let out a sigh, running a hand over my face. “She’s… coping, but there’s this constant edge to her. She’s a little paranoid, to be honest. And I don’t blame her.” I glanced out the window, where the sun was starting to dip below the horizon. “After everything she’s been through with Jax and Mendy, I can’t blame her for not feeling safe.”Luke nodded, his expression darkening as he took in my words. “Yeah, it’s a lot to handle. Jax was bad enough, but now Mendy’s back, and apparently, she’s even more d
Book 2Chapter 8 Liam’s POV I sat down in my office, my ears open wide as I conversed with Luke about the security in the pack. Going over the latest on pack security. We’d been working non-stop since the threat of Jax and Mendy loomed larger. Despite their rocky history and Mendy’s twisted ways, she was now mated to Jax and, by extension, had his loyalty. That was a problem, especially now that Jax’s pack was stronger than ever, apparently revived by someone’s influence. Someone who’s still in the shadow cause I know very well that after what I did to Jax he can’t restrict himself. Luke, nodded thoughtfully as I updated him on the latest precautions. “I get it, My Alpha,” he said, leaning forward to take a look at the drawing map at hand. “But I think we’re in a good place now. Security’s tighter than ever, and if anything goes sideways, we’ll be the first to know. Our scouts have increased rotations along the borders, and the trackers have been trained to pick up any unusual s
Book 2 Chapter 9 Chloe’s POV I felt my heart rate pick up as Liam’s eyes fixed on me, hard and probing, like he was trying to read what was going on in my mind. I tried to smile, to make light of the tension sitting heavily between us, but his expression didn’t change. He knew me too well to buy it.“Can you answer my good damn question,” he said quietly his tone holding a hint of annoyance and like he was running out of the patient. “What’s going on? You’ve been different since Mendy got out, and keeping the kids home—it’s unlike you.” He pressed further. I shifted uncomfortably, looking away. I didn’t want to talk about it, didn’t want to admit what was clawing at my mind every minute of every day. “It’s nothing. Just wanted them around for a little longer, that’s all.” I lied knowing fully he’d not buy my lies, he knew me better than that. “Chloe.” His tone held that mixture of patience and persistence that I could never really ignore. “We’ve been through too much for you to
Book 2 Chapter 10 Chloe’s POVLiam hadn’t taken well to my decision to keep the kids home from school. Though he’d reluctantly agreed at first, I could tell it weighed on him, gnawed at him. Every so often, he’d bring it up, calm but persistent, insisting that he could protect the kids, that our lives could return to normal if I’d just trust him. I knew he meant well, but he didn’t feel the same ever-present fear I did. He hadn’t experienced Mendy’s wrath the way I had.No matter how much he tried to reassure me, I couldn’t shake the sense that danger was lurking just outside our walls. As long as Mendy was free, that threat felt all too real, an itch I couldn’t scratch away. I couldn’t understand why Liam didn’t see it. To him, life moved forward, challenges resolved and swept aside. But I still felt the weight of it every day. I’d told him time and again, I couldn’t send the kids back until I knew we were safe.Today I had decided I needed a break. I needed someone else’s perspect
Book 2 Chapter 11Chloe’s POV I excused myself from the living room to answer the call, my mind already tangled in curiosity. I didn’t recognize the number, and the timing felt strange, so many unknown calls had come through in the past few days that I’d started ignoring them. But this one… something compelled me to answer.“Hello?” I said, my voice was low as I stepped into the hallway.I was expecting to hear the reply but, nothing came up. Just silence. My hand tightened around the phone.Lucy glanced at me as she returned from the kitchen, eyebrows raised. “Everything okay?”I shrugged, trying to play it off, though I knew my face probably betrayed my discomfort. “Probably a wrong number. Just… strange.”She chuckled, brushing it off with a wave of her hand. “Oh, you know how it is. Half the calls I get are spam these days. Just ignore it.”I nodded, trying to follow her advice, even as a small knot of worry formed in my chest. I was about to put the phone down and brush it off w
Book 2Chapter 12Chloe’s POV I paced around the room, feeling the anxious energy churn inside me, every second dragging by. My mind was a whirlpool of questions, and none of them had answers. What kind of person sends those kinds of messages? Who would want to terrify me like this?I waited patiently for the arrival of Liam who had gone to track down the number who had sent me the message. Every hour, I’d glance at the window checking if I’d see Liam arriving but no he was nowhere to be found. I slipped my finger inside my lips, bitting slowly anticipating the arrival of Liam, I hoped they were able to track down the person. Suddenly I heard footsteps coming closer, I rushed to the door but before I could get there, the door swung open revealing Liam, his expression hardened and frustrated. The moment our eyes met, I could sense he wasn’t here with reassuring words. My heart sank, but I needed to know what he’d found.“Liam, did you track the calls? The messages?” I asked, practi
Book 2 Chapter 13Liam’s POV The evening draped over the house like a heavy, oppressive weight, I looked down at Chloe lying beside me, and I felt a pang of guilt settle in my chest. Her face was swollen and puffy from hours of crying, it reminded me of just how much she was suffering, and it was a suffering I felt responsible for. The fear, the torment she was going through, it was tearing her apart.I brushed a hand over her hair, feeling the anxiety on my shoulders as I tried to keep myself steady. Watching her fall apart today had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. She’d always been strong, and resilient. But this, this was different. The threats had gotten under her skin. And no matter how much I tried to tell her I was going to protect her, I could see that part of her believed she was on her own.I couldn’t just sit here and do nothing, I had to find something to do, even if I had to risk my life, I didn’t mind as long as I was able to put an end to this threat. I slipp
Chloe’s POV The house was unusually quiet when Chloe returned. Normally, the laughter and chatter of her children greeted her at the door, but this time, only the faint rustle of maids working in the background broke the silence. She glanced at her phone as she stepped inside, hoping for a message from Liam, but her notifications were blank.Chloe inhaled deeply, forcing herself to relax. Liam will handle it, she reminded herself. He had promised to confront Mendy, and if there was one thing Liam excelled at, it was handling difficult situations. She pushed aside her worry and decided to make the most of the evening.“Mrs. Liam,” one of the maids greeted her with a polite smile, “would you like us to prepare anything for dinner?”Chloe shook her head, an idea forming in her mind. “No, I’ll take care of it tonight. I want to do something special.”The maid’s eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she didn’t protest. Chloe rarely took over in the kitchen, but tonight felt like the perf
Author’s POVMendy’s sharp eye was on Liam, his presence commanding attention. She felt the weight of her anger bubbling beneath her carefully composed exterior, but she masked it with a small smile. Her posture was relaxed, almost lazy, as if she had all the time in the world.Liam’s expression was the opposite—his jaw was clenched tight, and his fiery gaze was locked on her. Even without his Alpha aura pressing down on the room, his presence was intimidating enough. The principal, standing nearby, cleared his throat nervously.“Mr. Liam, perhaps we can—”“This doesn’t concern you,” Liam cut her off sharply, his tone cold but controlled. He turned his attention back to Mendy, his voice steady but laced with steel. “We need to talk. Alone.”The principal hesitated, but Mendy stepped forward, gesturing for him to leave. “It’s fine,” she said sweetly, her tone dripping with false politeness. “I can handle this. There’s no need to worry.” She added. The principal looked between them, he
Liam’s POV The house was eerily quiet when I stepped inside. Too quiet. I called out Chloe’s name, my voice echoing in the space. No answer. My eyes swept the living room, every corner tidy as usual, but something about the silence felt off. She hadn’t mentioned going anywhere.“Chloe?” I tried again, moving toward the kitchen. Nothing.My pulse quickened, an uneasy knot forming in my chest. I pulled out my phone and dialed her number for the third time, only to hear it ring faintly from somewhere upstairs. She wasn’t answering. I bolted up the stairs, following the sound to our bedroom, and found her phone on the nightstand, the screen lighting up with my name.“She left without it,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair.Panic began to creep in. Chloe wasn’t careless with her phone, and the thought of her being unreachable only amplified my worry. I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to think. She might have gone to her office. That seemed like the logical explanation.Without
Liam’s POV The meeting room was quiet, except for the sound of the projector humming as it displayed charts and statistics. My foreign clients sat stiffly across the table, their expressions grim. I could see the anger in their eyes, the way their eyes darted nervously. They were losing faith in me, and it was starting to show.“Your warehouses are no longer safe,” one of them said, breaking the silence. His voice was sharp, accusing. “It’s like someone knows every location. This isn’t just a coincidence, Mr. Liam. We’re being targeted.” He uttered with a greeted teeth. I leaned back in my chair, forcing a calm smile onto my face. “I understand your concerns,” I said evenly, though inside I was seething. “But I assure you, my team is handling the situation. We’ve reinforced security measures, and we’re monitoring all activities closely.” I tried to reassure them but their gaze was unyielding. “Are you sure that’s enough? This isn’t just bad luck,” one of them said, his voice cold.
Chloe’s POV The very next day, I found myself standing in front of the school, my kids clutching each of my hands. It was supposed to feel normal, dropping the kids off, and watching them run through the gates. But it didn’t. My chest tightened with each step closer to the entrance. Liam had reassured me endlessly last night, but no amount of comforting words could erase the lingering unease swirling in my mind.“Mommy, can we go now?” Aria tugged at my hand impatiently, breaking my train of thought.“Not yet, sweetheart,” I said, forcing a smile and crouching down to their level. “I need you both to promise me something. If anything feels wrong or someone says something that makes you uncomfortable, you tell your dad or come straight to me. Okay?”“Okay,” they chorused, although Asher gave me a skeptical look. He had her father’s no-nonsense expression, sharp for a six-year-old.I kissed their foreheads and sent them through the gates, my heart sinking further as they disappeared in
Chloe’s POV The first few days of Mendy’s presence at the school had been uneventful. It was almost as if she were trying to prove herself, and I couldn’t figure out why that bothered me so much. Whenever I went to drop the kids off, she would always smile to greet the kids, praising them for every little thing, acting like the perfect, doting teacher. But the way she looked at them, the way she got just a little too close, set my nerves on edge.It wasn’t even the way she treated them that bothered me. It was how my children were responding to her. Every day, it seemed, I’d hear them tell me how great Mendy was, how she helped them with this or that, how she made them feel so special. I tried to smile, to be supportive, but deep down, a jealousy I couldn’t control bubbled up inside me. I wanted them to see me that way. I wanted to be the one they ran to when they needed praise or affection.The worst part was how they’d grown so attached to her. They came home with stories about Men
Chloe’s POV The car engine hummed beneath me, but my thoughts were a constant, swirling storm. I couldn’t shake the image of Mendy’s face from my mind. Her too-sweet smile, her fake warmth toward my children—it was all wrong. Something about her felt off. I gripped the steering wheel harder, my fingers aching from the pressure. I needed to talk to Liam. I needed to hear his voice, to feel some semblance of calm, and also to inform him about Mendy. I pulled over to the side of the road, brought out my phone, and dialed his number.The phone rang twice before he picked up, his voice strained. “Chloe?”“Liam, I—” I stopped myself, trying to gather my thoughts. “I don’t know what to do. The principal introduced Mendy as the kids’ new teacher today. She’s been assigned to their class permanently. I can’t— I just can’t trust her with them.”I could hear Liam take a sharp breath on the other end of the line. He sounded tired and worn out, and I hated that. I hated that he had so much on
Chloe’s POV I couldn’t stop the guilt creeping up my spine as I marched into the principal’s office, demanding a transfer for Aria and Luis. The decision gnawed at me, a tiny voice whispering that I was letting my anger control me, but I shoved it aside. My children didn’t belong in a classroom with Mendy.“I understand your concerns, Mrs. Liam,” the principal said, her tone professional but edged with impatience. “However, I must remind you that we’re the top school in the city. Transferring them now would not only disrupt their education but limit their future opportunities.”I folded my arms, my frustration bubbling over. “And I understand that you think this is the best school, but you don’t understand the history I have with that woman. She’s not safe to be around my children.”The principal sighed, looking at me as if I were a stubborn child throwing a tantrum. “Mendy has done nothing to warrant such concerns. She’s been a model professional since she started here. I’ve reviewe
Chloe’s POV The moment the words left the principal’s mouth, I froze, every part of me stiffening like I’d been struck by lightning.“Yes,” she said, “She’ll be Aria and Luis’ teacher this year. We’re so lucky to have her, she’s been an absolute gem.”I blinked, sure I’d misheard. “I’m sorry,” I said slowly, my voice trembling with the effort to stay calm. “You’re saying Mendy is my children’s teacher? Or am I just mishearing?”“No you’re not mishearing,” the principal replied, beaming. “She graciously agreed to step in after the original teacher had an accident. We’re very fortunate to have someone so qualified and committed join us at such short notice.” She explained. I stared at her, my mind struggling to process the words. My heart began to race, panic rising in my chest. Mendy. Of all people. Why is this happening to me? “You’ve got to be joking,” I said, my voice sharper now.The principal frowned slightly, the warmth in her expression faltering. “I’m not joking, Mrs. Liam.