Chloe’s POV I was so caught up in everything that was happening that I couldn’t even blink an eyeWas Liam following me, how did he know I was in the hospital? Seeing Liam continue to throw slaps and punch at Jax, my expression turned grim and my heart began to race. Firsthandedly experiencing how ruthlessly Jax could be, I had the premonition that he’ll never let things go without his form of revenge And when I heard Jax’s threat, my heart couldn’t help but skip a beat with shock and fear. I knew Jax would do something in retaliation, but I didn’t expect it to be a threat to Lia’s life. How dare he?The thoughts made my stomach churn and my heart sped, I could sense a headache creeping in.My fist clenched tightly. How did Jax know Lia was admitted to the hospital?Although I tried to calm down, Jax’s blatant threat made me unable to. My face paled and my lips quivered, “How? How did you know?” Although I tried to ask calmly, my voice ended up in a stutter Jax smirked wicked
Chloe’s Pov. Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to decide which path to follow. It was a difficult choice, one that even my inner wolf found hard to make. I turned my gaze towards Liam, hoping to find some clarity in his eyes, but all I saw was confusion.Then, my eyes shifted to Jax, and he had that same determined look he always had when he made a decision. "Can't you just change your mind?" I pleaded, desperately hoping for a different outcome. Maybe he could reconsider or have a change of heart."I'm sorry, but I have to make you mine. Only you can ease me," he said with a mysterious glint in his eyes. His words sent shivers down my spine, and tears welled up even more. He had made up his mind, and there was no turning back."I... I..." I tried to speak, but all that came out were stammered words. The weight of the situation was overwhelming, and I struggled to find my voice.Liam, sensing my distress, reached out to touch my hand. "You don't have to follow him. I promise
Chloe’s POV. My heart raced as we drove home in silence, the weight of Jax's words echoing in my mind. "You are my sex slave." The sting of those words cut deep, leaving me feeling vulnerable and unsure of what to do next.As we entered the house, Jax's eyes remained fixed on my body, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. I longed to retreat into solitude, to escape the thoughts swirling in my head, but it felt impossible. The familiar faces of the maids seemed to taunt me, their whispers echoing in my ears, amplifying my unease."Come to my room," Jax commanded, his voice filled with a mix of desire and dominance."I don't want to," I replied defiantly, hoping that my words would hold some weight.But in an instant, Jax's hand gripped mine tightly, forcefully pulling me towards his room. The door closed behind us, sealing us off from the outside world. My back pressed against the door, leaving me trapped in the middle, while Jax stood before me, his arms outstretched on either side of
Liam’s POV. He sucked my breast for something that felt eternity tasting all the bite of it sending a shockwave through my whole body. His mouth cupped the whole length of my breast. Gasping a moan from me. I heard him smirk. A smirk that felt as if he had gained the upper hand. I let my body soft, ignoring the desire and the soft moan that was supposed to escalate from my mouth. He raised my body letting go of my breast but his hand was still rolling on my nipple and that only added cliffhangers to my whole being. These feelings that I can’t even deny Even in this kind of sad situation. "You like it?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and confidence. Instead of responding verbally, I chose to show my hesitation by averting my gaze. His smirk deepened, a silent acknowledgment of the effect he had on me.In one swift motion, he scooped me up in his arms, effortlessly holding me in a bridal-style embrace. I instinctively wrapped my hands around his strong neck,
Chloe’s POV. My heart raced as I watched Jax take me by surprise, his actions filling me with a mix of desire and guilt. I knew I had to stay focused on the task at hand, even though every fiber of my being longed to give in to the temptation.As I held his head, stopping his lips from moving any further, I could feel the electricity between us. It was a tantalizing dance of pleasure and restraint. I knew that if I let go, we would both be consumed by the passion that simmered beneath the surface.But my priority was Lia. She needed medical attention, and I couldn't let my desires cloud my judgment. I mustered up the courage to speak, my voice trembling yet determined."Jax, now that I'm here you need to call the doctor. Lia's health is at stake, and I can't afford to delay any longer," I said, my words filled with urgency. I could see the flicker of danger in his eyes, a mix of curiosity and uncertainty.He gave me a searching look as if trying to decipher my intentions. I held his
Liam’s POV. I sat at the hospital, my mind consumed with thoughts of Chloe. Regret washed over me as I replayed the events in my head. If only I had mustered the courage to step forward and stop Jax from taking her away. Maybe things would be different now, and Chloe would be right by my side.Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from above me. I looked up and saw my Rogue approaching, including Maria. They seemed lost in their own thoughts, their faces filled with happiness. They must have thought everything was still going perfectly okay.They walked over to where I was sitting, and Maria rushed to my side, holding my hand with a small smile on her lips. My Rogue gave us a suspicious glare, as if he was expecting something from us."Alp...," Luke began to say, but Jack quickly interrupted him, placing a hand on his shoulder to silence him."Liam... what happened? Where is Chloe? And why didn't you come back to have a bite after you left?" Jack asked, and I realized the reason behind hi
Chloe’s pov. I stormed out of the room, my heart pounding and my face covered in bruises. Jax's relentless beating only fueled my hatred for him. How could he accuse me of summoning the blood? It seemed impossible, but maybe my wolf had something to do with it.I made my way out of Jax's compound, desperate to escape the chaos. As I reached the door to my previous room, I tried to open it, hoping that a moment of rest would bring an end to this nightmare. But to my dismay, the door was locked. I let out a frustrated sigh and released my grip on the doorknob, resigning myself to leaving the pack behind.As I stepped outside, the heavy gusts of wind blew my hair in every direction. I closed my eyes, allowing the soft warmth of the surroundings to wash over me. It was in moments like these that I found solace, even amidst the turmoil. The scent of nature filled my nostrils, momentarily easing the weight on my shoulders.My thoughts drifted to Lia, wondering if the doctor had treated he
Chloe’s pov.“You told him what?” my heart limps and I heard him smirk before snatching the ointment from me “Does that sound like a good excuse to you?” he asked packing back the First Aid box and standing up. He returned the box and turned back to me, His gaze was intense, as if he wanted to convey something beyond words. "You were there, so why couldn't you catch a glimpse of what we were saying?" he questioned, walking towards me and gently placing his hand on my shoulder, guiding me to a seat. "Sit down. You look precarious. Did you almost faint?" he asked, his tone dry. I quickly shook my head, assuring him that I was fine. "I couldn't hear your conversation with Jax because I felt numb earlier. I couldn't make out a single word until the breeze brushed against my body. I think it's because of the beating he gave me," I explained, and he nodded in understanding. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed a couple of cans of alcohol. With a determined stride, he brought the s
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.