Chapter 150Chloe’s POV. As soon as I wrapped my arms around Ryan, he angrily pushed me away, and I fell to the ground. I was taken aback, my eyes wide with surprise. Lucy rushed to my side, trying to help me up."Who the hell are you to hug me?" Ryan yelled, his eyes blazing with anger.I quickly stood up properly, my heart racing as i approached Ryan again. "It's me, Ryan. Chloe," I said, beating my chest with my fist, trying to make him remember.But Ryan's face remained blank, his expression unchanging. "I'm sorry, but I don't know you," he said, his voice cold and detached.I felt a stinging sensation in my eyes as tears began to form. I couldn't believe what I was hearing right now, Ryan didn't even recognize me. How? "Chloe, maybe we should….."Lucy tried to intervene, placing a hand on my arm But I shook her off, my eyes fixed on Ryan. "No, Lucy. He needs to remember. He needs to know who I am." I snapped. "I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but I'm not interes
Chapter 151Liam’s POV. I stormed into the council chamber, my anger and frustration barely contained. The council members looked up at me, their faces a mix of angered and disappointment."Liam, we've been expecting you," one of them said, their voice firm. "We've heard about your refusal to mate with Mendy.""Yes, I refuse to be forced into a mating I don't want," I said, my voice sharp.The council members exchanged glances, their expressions unyielding. "Liam, you've made your bed, now lie in it," one of them said. "You slept with Mendy, you bonded with her. You can't just reject her now."I felt a surge of anger at their words. "That was a mistake, a moment of weakness. It doesn't mean I'm bound to her for life." I reject my eyes staring at a spot with rage. "You should have thought of that before you acted, Liam. Now, you've committed to her, and you need to see it through." one of the council members shook his head.I realized, with a sinking feeling, that the council was not
Chapter 152 Chloe’s POV. I looked exhausted like I've been carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. My clothes seemed to be sagging under the burden too. Lucy, sitting beside me, looked just as tired as me, her eyes also bearing the signs of fatigue. She leaned against the headboard, her expression soft with concern as she gazed at me. The hotel room was small and plain, with gray walls that seemed to close in on us. The old carpet creaked beneath our feet, and the single window let in a sliver of sunlight, casting a warm glow over the space. The clock on the desk ticked away, a gentle reminder that we only had two hours to rest before we face whatever challenges lay ahead. We searched almost all the city before we found a cheap hotel that would accept two hours of payment cause we were left with no money Lucy's voice was gentle as she asked, "Chloe, how did you come back to MayHill?" She paused, her eyes filled with empathy. "What happened that made you stay away so l
Chapter 153 Author’s POV. "I'm asking Did you know Chloe, you do? don't you?" Ryan's eyes narrowed, his voice firm again. "Chloe? I don't know Her I've told you countless times" May Rolled her eyeball from one edge to the other her expression turned puzzled, her voice innocent. "Don't lie to me, I know you're hiding something. Chloe is connected to me, to my past. And I think you know more than you're letting on."Ryan's eyes searched hers, trying to read her expression. "I bet I don't know a damn about her. And even if I did, why would I keep it from you?"May's face remained blank, her voice unsteady. "Because you're always keeping secrets, You're always hiding something from me. And I'm tired of it!" Ryan's eyes flashed with frustration, his voice rising. "Ryan, that's not fair. I'm trying to protect you, to keep you safe. You don't understand what's going on, what's at stake."May expression turned hurt, her voice soft. "I don't understand. Why are you protecting me? Why
Chapter 154 May's eyes welled up with tears as Ryan's harsh words cut deep. She tried to speak, but her voice was barely a whisper. “Ryan…I’m sorry” She pleaded, her eyes begging for understanding, but he shut her down. "Don't mention my name with your dirty mouth, May," Ryan sneered. "Instead of whining, come up with a solution to the problem you cause," he snapped. Ryan's worry about Grandma Terry's whereabouts was evident, but his anger and frustration were misdirected at May. "Maybe she went home? We could try going there too?" May suggested. "You think we can just waltz up to the house without the paper address? You're stupid, May. How will we even find the house?" Ryan's response was cruel. "Grandma Terry mentioned a big white house, and her husband was well known on the street..." May Uttered her voice still trembling. "So, you expect us to start asking around like lost children? 'Hey, have you seen a big white house?' Get real, May." Ryan's expression turned unbeli
Chapter 155Chloe’s POV. The loud knock on the door jolted me and Lucy awake from our deep sleep. I rubbed my eyes, still cozy from the long slumber. "Ugh, what's going on?" I groaned, trying to shake off the sleep.I looked around, but everything was black. I couldn't help but wonder how many hours we had spent sleeping. "How long have we been out?" I thought to myself.A loud voice came from outside, "Come on out! You've slept long enough!" it Sounded like a triggered boomed to my soul as i gazed around .I exchanged a meaningful glance with Lucy. "Did you think we used more than our time?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. "I don't know, but I think we should get up."I stirred with a concerned look, my voice a little bit slumpy and sleepy. Lucy rubbed her eyes, trying to shake off the sleep. "But it's so dark... how long have we been sleeping?" she snapped standing up from the bed. "Come on out! You've slept long enough! You're using more then your time!" The loud voice
Chapter 156Chloe’s POVAs we turned to run, a menacing figure emerged from the shadows, blocking our escape route. We frantically scanned our surroundings, only to discover we were surrounded by a group of Fatty men, their eyes blazing with fury. Fear gripped my heart as I desperately sought a way out, but we were trapped.The man Lucy had confronted earlier that afternoon sneered at us, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Why did you hit me, huh?" he taunted, his voice dripping with venom. "You think you can just attack me and get away with it?"Lucy tried to speak, but her voice was frozen in her throat. She couldn't utter a word. I watched in horror as tears streamed down her face, her lashes clumped together in despair.“Let's teach them a lesson” one of them urged but the man we had encountered in the afternoon stopped him. "Not until she tells me why she hit me with that stick," he growled, his eyes fixed on Lucy with an unnerving intensity.My wolf growled restlessly inside me,
Chapter 157Chloe’s POV. Lucy's eyes widened in surprise when she finally saw the figure, she wrapped her body around me, clinging tightly like she had just seen a ghost. "Oh no, oh no, oh no I'm scared!" she whispered, her voice trembling with fear."what's wrong? You're the one who just acted like a superhero, knocking down that grown man! What's got you so scared now?"I couldn't help but laugh out loud at her sudden change in demeanorLucy pouted, her lips pursed in a sulk. "This is different," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "That person might be a ghost! I don't want to see a ghost, I'm not ready for that!" she wailed dramatically. "Oh, come on, Lucy! You're not serious, are you? Let go and take a look. I'm sure it's just someone who needs our help. We can't just leave them there." I chuckled, trying to reassure her. "No, no, no! I'm not going to look! You go ahead, but I'm staying right here. I don't want to see a ghost, I'm scared!" Lucy refused, her grip on me
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.