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
Author’s POV. "Dad, why did you let Liam allow Chloe to sleep at his house? Can't you just tell him not to let her stay there?" Mendy asked, her anger simmering beneath the surface.The thought of Chloe sleeping in Liam's house, the place she had considered her own, filled her with a mix of frustration and worry. Who knows what could happen before tomorrow morning? What if Chloe forgives Liam and he declares her as his Luna? What would become of her then? These thoughts raced through Mendy's mind, making her feel uneasy."I don't have the authority to make that decision. Liam can do as he pleases, even if it means letting her stay at his house forever. But one thing I know for sure is that Chloe won't be stepping foot inside this house again, But You know Liam loves you, not Chloe. Just try to calm your nerves, Mendy. Liam is all yours, and you don't have to worry about anything," Mr. Richard reassured, but his words didn't bring the comfort Mendy sought.She nervously bit her nails
Author’s POV. As Scott pushed open the door to the store, a wave of shock washed over him. The scene that unfolded before his eyes was beyond anything he could have imagined. Three men, filled with malice, were attempting to harm his Mate. She lay on the ground, tears streaming down her face, pleading for mercy. The sight of her disheveled clothes and the vulnerability she displayed made Scott's heart ache.In that moment, Scott's shock transformed into a surge of protective instinct. He couldn't stand idly by while this injustice unfolded. With a deep breath, he summoned every ounce of courage within him and stepped forward. The store itself mirrored the chaos of the situation. Shelves were knocked over, merchandise scattered across the floor, creating an atmosphere of disarray. The dimly lit space only added to the eerie ambiance, casting long shadows that danced on the walls.Scott's mind raced as he assessed the situation. He knew he had to act quickly and decisively. His heart
Author’s POV A rustic cabin nestled deep in the woods, surrounded by nature's beauty. Inside, there's a small room with a cozy bed where a young guy in his early 25s is lying down. His face is scrunched up, as if he's struggling to open his eyes. Maybe he just woke up from a deep sleep or is feeling a bit groggy. It's a simple room, with wooden walls and a window that lets in a soft, golden light. The air is filled with the earthy scent of the forest, creating a calming and peaceful atmosphere. Outside, you can hear the sounds of birds chirping and leaves rustling in the wind.As the guy slowly regained consciousness, his eyes fluttered open, only to be met with darkness and an eerie silence. His heart raced with fear, his mind racing to make sense of his surroundings. In the stillness, he could hear the distant call of a bird and the gentle rustling of leaves outside. With a surge of adrenaline, he mustered the strength to sit up on the bed, his body trembling with a mix of anticip
Chloe’s POV. With a blink of my eyes and a repeated heartbeat, I stepped inside Liam's house. The moment I crossed the threshold, the music abruptly halted, and all eyes in the room turned towards me. A wave of shyness washed over me, making it difficult to decide what to do next. My fingers nervously fidgeted, and my heart danced to the rhythm of my racing thoughts. Should I step forward or turn back?"Come in," Liam said, reaching out to hold my hand and guiding me further into the living room. I bod and follow him behind. I took a Sit on the chair, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness swirling inside me. “Did you care for a drink? Or You will freshen up first?” Liam asked but I found it hard to form a response. The unexpectedness of the situation left me speechless. “Follow me,” Liam gestured for me. I frowned my browse contemplating weather to follow him or not. "Stand up and follow him," Lia said, her voice urging me forward. It felt like she had some sort of power
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.