Chapter 121Chloe's POVI slowly opened my eyes only to see nothing. Why was it suddenly dark? A light headache throbbed behind my eyes.What had happened? Did the house suddenly lost power? It was never dark in here.I dropped my head back and blinked. Fuzzy memories flashed in my head and I groaned as it only added to the headache.And then it came, the memories came in a rush. I closed my eyes and tried bringing my hands to my head, only to see they were tied.Tied. The hell!I wriggled my hands some more in a desperate attempt to free them but it wasn't working. Whatever was used to bind me dug into my skin as I struggled to free myself.Fuck it. Who'd taken me? Where am I?"Shit" I bit out, trying to feel myself although pain shot through me."Stop struggling against the ropes" My wolf Gaby, hissed and with an angry sigh, I relented."Where's this place?" I asked, it's been long I talked to her. I made sure to always ignore her and I never shifted ever since Liam rejected me.She
Chapter 122Liam's POVMy nostrils flared as I walked into my house, shutting the door and climbing the staircase up to my room.I was pissed, beyond pissed at myself, Chloe and Mendy. But surprisingly, what annoyed me most was Mendy. I was tired of her bitching and constant mood swings. She was constantly grating on my nerves.Shutting my door, I undressed, my mood ruined. I had meant it when I told Chloe I wanted her back. It was lapse of judgement on my side when I rejected her.She'd turned out to be different and everything better than her sister and for fuck sake, I needed her back. Trotting into the bathroom, I delved under the shower.Grateful for the cold water, I shoved my fingers into my hair trying to think of something else aside the sting of rejection that coursed through me.Was this what Chloe felt? Even though guilt brimmed inside of me, I replaced it with the new found anger I wanted to seek solace in.Hurrying through it, I stepped out of the shower and dried mysel
Chapter 123Liam’s POV. My heart raced as I listened to Chloe's voice crackle through the phone. "He.llo...Liam...please help me," she stammered, her words filled with fear and desperation. It was unmistakably Chloe's voice. I felt a rush of angered surge through my veins as I tried to process what she had just said. Without a second thought, I turned to Lia, who was standing beside me, her brows furrowed in concern. I knew she noticed the change in my eyes, but I couldn't focus on anything else but Chloe's words."Chloe? Where are you?" I asked, my voice filled with actual concern. "Liam... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for bothering you with my problems again. I've been kidnapped," Chloe's voice trembled, and my heart sank. The weight of her words hit me like a ton of bricks, and I instinctively placed my hand over my forehead, trying to process the gravity of the situation.Lia, sensing the urgency in my voice, snatched the phone from my hand and put it on speaker. We both leaned in clos
Chapter 124Liam’s POV“I’m sorry, but I could only remember you as the only person who could help me” she finally said and my eyes broadened three fold. What does she mean by that?Chloe's eyes reflecting a mixture of pain and confusion. I couldn’t bear to see her like this, so broken.."Thank you for coming, it means a lot to me.” She says appropriately.I reached out and gently brushed a beachfront of hair down from her gash- stained face." I will always be there for you, Chloe," I replied vocally, my voice filled with sincerity." No matter what happens, you can count on me.``Her eyes searched mine, as if trying to decrypt the verity behind my words." But why?" she asked, her voice pulsing with emotion." After everything that has happened between us, why do you still watch?"I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to express the depth of my passions for her." Because you are important to me, Chloe," I said earnestly, my heart pounding in my casket." You've always been
Chapter 125Chloe's POVHis worried expression was indicated by the furrowing of his brow as he glanced my way. "What are you trying to say, Chloe?" he inquired, his voice tinged with unease.I nodded in an attempt to dispel the feeling of foreseeing that was eating away at me internally. "I confess I am uncertain," I said with a tone colored by uncertainty. "I cannot get rid of this feeling."Liam's hand grasped mine tightly as he looked around with increased alertness. "Remain by my side," he insisted, his voice brimming with resolve. "We will get through this as a team."However, while he was talking, a feeling of fear descended upon me like a burdensome mask, smothering me with its heavy pressure. I couldn't get rid of the sense that danger was nearby, waiting to attack when we least expected it.While we kept walking, I couldn't ignore the sense of being observed, the feeling of eyes piercing into my back like knives. Each shadow seemed to hide a hidden problem, every rustling of
Chloe’s POV. My head was throbbing and my stomach twisted in pain as I slowly opened my eyes. Everything around me was pitch black, and a surge of fear rushed through my mind. I reached out and felt for the wall, desperately searching for a light switch. Finally, my hand found it and with a flick, the room was illuminated. A sigh of relief escaped my lips.I couldn't help but wonder if I had been trapped in a never-ending dream. Why did it have to be about Liam? It was so foolish of me to let my mind wander to him. It would never happen, I knew that.I held my head, trying to remember when I fell asleep. Then it hit me. It was right after Scott helped me kill that snake. I shuddered at the thought, hoping there were no more lurking in the darkness. Thankfully, there were none in sight. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves.The Outside remained dark, and I couldn't help but wonder what time it was. Was it the middle of the night or had the night just begun? With a heavy sigh, I deci
Liam’s pov. My mind was restless, and I couldn't help but worry about Chloe. I doubted if she had treated her wounds.I'm not sure because I know what Mendy is capable of.I couldn't get her off my mind. I stood up from the seat on the bed, grabbed my t-shirt from the closet, and stormed out of the room.Even though my Rogue, who was still celebrating the victory, and Lia were inside the room, they kept calling my name. But I refused to look back. I didn't think I was ready to tell them what was on my mind.I walked down Chloe's street, my heart nearly leaping out of my chest. It took me just 8 minutes to reach her street.When I arrived at her door, I wanted to knock, but what I heard froze me in place. I'm not sure what caused the argument, but Chloe's dad's statement left me speechless. My heart raced faster and faster."Dad, please don't send me out. I don't have anywhere to go, please. I promise to do everything you ask me to do," I heard Chloe's voice pleading, filled with tear
Chloe’s POV. I couldn't believe my eyes as Lia led me out of the house. My mind was filled with questions about how she knew what was happening and how Liam was involved. I looked at her, searching for answers, and saw a loving smile playing on her cheeks.I wanted to speak up and ask her what was going on, but my voice seemed to escape me. I tried to find the right words, but they eluded me. My body trembled with a mix of fear and confusion. As I pondered my current situation, I realized that now that Lia had taken me away from my dad's house, where could I go? The last place I wanted to be was Liam's house. I couldn't bear the thought of stepping foot through his door.I stopped walking, causing Lia to halt as well. She turned her gaze towards me, curiosity in her eyes. I mustered up the courage to ask, "I'm sorry, but where are you taking me?"Lia released her grip on me as if she had just considered the question herself. She scratched her head, deep in thought. "Come to think of
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.