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
Liam’s POV“Yes, she's okay now. some couples of hours and she would be awake” the doctor replied and a relief sign crossed my mouth as I gently sat back. “Y'all can have rest of mind now as your patient is okay” the doctor declared with a smile glaring at my rogue and they all nodded. As the doctor assured us that Lia would be okay, a wave of relief washed over me. I couldn't help but let out a sigh, a mix of gratitude and joy. The doctor's smile seemed to reflect the happiness in our hearts, and as he walked away, I couldn't help but feel a sense of hope.But amidst the happiness, there was a tinge of sadness. Chloe, if only she could be here with us. The moment would have been complete, like lyrics fitting perfectly to a dance. But life had a different plan, and it hit us hard.Jack's voice broke through my thoughts. "What are we going to do about Chloe?" he questioned. I inhaled deeply, feeling a rush of different emotions flood my heart. Uncertainty, worry, and determination al
Chloe’s POV. My body froze, and my eyes widened in shock as Ryan's lips crashed onto mine. I couldn't comprehend the reason behind his sudden and intense behavior. With gentle force, I used my hands to push him away, and he reluctantly let go of me. I could hear the deliberate breaths escaping from his nose, indicating his own confusion and turmoil. His hands remained on either side of my neck, and his forehead rested against mine, his eyes still closed. I desperately wanted to say something, to make a statement, but my throat felt glued shut. I was at a loss for words, not knowing where to begin. And then, his voice broke the silence. "I'm sorry," he pronounced, his eyes flying open to meet mine. His voice trembled, as if he was on the verge of bursting into tears. In that moment, I couldn't understand what had come over him, what had driven him to kiss me so unexpectedly. I couldn't help but wonder if there was something more behind his actions. Could it be possible that he act
Liam’s POV. I couldn't believe what I had just heard from the nurse. The weight of the revelation hit me like a ton of bricks, and tears started streaming down my face uncontrollably. The thought of Jax touching Chloe and the pain she must be going through consumed my mind.I tried to shake off those thoughts, desperately attempting to erase them from my mind, but they persisted, lingering like a dark cloud. The worry and anguish I felt for Chloe were overwhelming, and I couldn't help but imagine the position she must be in right now.Feeling emotionally drained, I stepped out of the ward, my tears leaving a trail on my cheeks. As I made my way to where my rogue pack was staying, their eyes fixed on me with curiosity and concern. It was clear that something was wrong.Jack, approached me first, his voice filled with worry.”is there something wrong?” he asked. I couldn't find the words to respond, so I simply walked over to a nearby chair and sat down, my body trembling with emotion.
Liam’s POV. I couldn't believe my eyes as Lia stared at us with confusion. I rushed over to her, my heart pounding in my chest, and gently placed my hand on her shoulder. "Lia, it's me," I said, desperately hoping she would recognize me."Who are you?" she asked, her voice filled with uncertainty. My heart sank, and I exchanged a worried glance with Luke, who stood beside me. "I'm Luke, and this is Alpha Liam," he said, pointing towards me.Lia continued to look at us, her expression shifting from confusion to something softer. "You guys...cared about me?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and relief. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. "Why would you think I lost my memory?" she asked, her hand resting on her chest.A wave of emotions washed over me. Relief, happiness, and a tinge of frustration. "We were just worried about you, Lia," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. "We care about you deeply. It's not something we would joke about."Lia's fac
Chloe’s pov. I sat there, unable to find peace in my restless mind. The weight of escaping Jax Dean consumed my thoughts, leaving me sleepless and anxious. Seeking solace, I found myself lying on Ryan's bed, while he slept on the floor with a duvet wrapped around his whole body including his head.In that moment, I couldn't help but wonder if Ryan would be safe once I managed to escape from Jax. I knew the depths of Jax's cruelty, and the thought of him discovering Ryan's involvement terrified me. I wished I could suggest that Ryan come with me to MayHill pack, but deep down, I knew it wasn't possible. Still, the desire lingered, a flicker of hope in my heart.Suddenly, Ryan's voice broke through the silence, jolting me from my thoughts. “Are you not going to sleep” His question startled me, and for a brief moment, fear gripped my chest. How did he know I was staring at him? It was as if he could read my mind, and the realization sent a shiver down my spine."Are you a male witch?" I
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.