Author’s POV. Scot had been spending the day at his friend's place, enjoying their company and laughter. As the sun began to set, he bid his friend farewell and made his way back home. Little did he know, a devastating sight awaited him.As Scot entered the house, his tired face suddenly turned pale with shock. There, on the couch, lay his Grandma. Her frail form was still, her eyes closed, and blood stained her mouth. Panic surged through Scot's veins as he realized something was terribly wrong.Without a moment's hesitation, Scot's legs carried him as fast as they could to his dad's room. Bursting through the door, he found his dad engrossed in a book, unaware of the unfolding tragedy. With a trembling voice, Scot urgently relayed the horrifying scene he had just witnessed."Dad! Dad! Something's happened to Grandma! She's on the couch, she's not moving, and there's blood on her mouth!" Scot's words spilled out in a rush, a mix of fear and desperation.His dad's eyes widened in sho
Chloe’s POV. I stood there, frozen in disbelief, my heart pounding in my chest. Jax’s question echoed in my mind, taunting me with their mysterious knowledge of my name. How could she possibly guess my real name right? My curiosity burned within me, fueling my desire to uncover the truth.Summoning all my courage, I approached the girl cautiously, my voice trembling as I questioned her, "how is that possible? Guessing my name and you are right?" The words escaped my lips in a hushed whisper, barely audible amidst the chaos surrounding us.She turned to face me, her eyes filled with an enigmatic gleam. A mischievous smile danced upon her lips as she replied, her voice dripping with intrigue, "Oh, I just as I said, I only guess your name" Her response sent shivers down my spine. Who was this girl? What secrets did she hold? I longed to move closer, to delve deeper into the mystery that seemed to entangle us. But before I could take another step, Alpha jax interjected himself between us
Chloe’s POV. I shifted my gaze to Jax, and it seemed like he had complete trust in May, but I didn't want to believe that."Hope you don't believe what she said? I'm for real, I don't know a single thing about what she's saying," I stammered, trying to touch him, but he slapped my hands away."Give me a reason why I wouldn't trust her. First, you lied about your name. Second, you lied about Alice. Third, you refused to tell me the herbs you gave me that make me feel okay, even though I've tried my best to search for them but can't find them. And fourth, this strange girl just came out of nowhere and pronounced your name. She told you you she guess your name and you believe, If I hadn't asked her, would you even talk about it?" he said, and the tears in my eyes streamed down my cheeks. "I find it hard to believe you now. I don't want to be close to you anymore," he said, turning to face Ryan. "Lock the three of them up," he commanded, and my heart nearly sank."What?" I asked, but he
Chloe’s POV. As I pondered over Lia's uncanny knowledge about me, my mind swirled with a whirlwind of emotions. Curiosity and suspicion danced hand in hand, creating a tangled web of thoughts within me."How did she know so much about me?" I wondered aloud, my voice laced with a hint of disbelief. It felt as though she had peered into the depths of my soul, effortlessly guessing my name and even mentioning Liam. The mere thought of it sent shivers down my spine.A part of me couldn't help but entertain the idea that Liam might have played a role in all of this. Perhaps he had secretly orchestrated Lia's appearance in my life, as if pulling the strings of some grand scheme. But that notion seemed far-fetched, even to my own skeptical mind. Liam and I had never been on good terms, and his disdain for me was no secret. It seemed highly unlikely that he would go to such lengths to find me.I sighed, frustration mingling with the uncertainty that gripped my heart. "Why would Liam bother s
Liam’s POV. I sat down inside the dimly lit hotel bar, surrounded by my fellow rogues. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as we watched Chloe and Lia from a distance. Seeing Chloe again after all this time brought a mix of emotions to the surface. She had grown and matured since she left MayHill, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her transformation.As I observed Chloe, I couldn't help but notice that Lia, my trusty camerawoman, had captured every expression on her face. It was a relief to see that Chloe still had that spark, that fire that made her who she was. However, my heart sank when Lia mentioned my name in their conversation. It made me uneasy, knowing that Lia had shared information about me with Chloe.Despite the unease, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement deep within me. It was as if a secret connection had been revealed, and I knew that Chloe must be feeling the same way. There was no doubt that a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions wer
Author’s POV. Mendy's heart raced as she followed the mysterious man to an unknown rooftop. The sight of him, resembling a wolf, sent a shiver down her spine. Her inner wolf seemed to confirm what her eyes were seeing. The way he effortlessly took down the unknown tribe only added to the enigma surrounding him.With each step, Mendy's weariness grew. They had been walking for what felt like an eternity, and still, there was no sign of their destination. Exhaustion began to weigh heavily on her, her legs begging for respite. But her shyness held her back from voicing her need for rest. She remained silent, her gaze fixed on the man ahead.Suddenly, the man halted, his intense gaze piercing through Mendy. Her heart skipped a beat as he spoke, instructing her to remain silent once they reached their destination. No matter what questions they asked, she was to keep her lips sealed. The warning left her bewildered. Why would he ask her to withhold her words? Was it even possible to stay s
Chloe’s POV. I devoured the mouthwatering chicken, seeking solace in an unexpected place, Lying on the cold, hard floor, a mix of emotions washed over me. Fear and uncertainty lingered, reminding me of the reality of my surroundings. Yet, there was also a strange sense of tranquility that embraced me. It was as if the prison walls shielded me from the chaos of the outside world.Despite the discomfort and the weight in my stomach, I found solace in the stillness of the moment. The silence of the prison, interrupted only by distant sounds, allowed me to escape from the noise and distractions of everyday life.The heaviness in my stomach made finding comfort difficult. but exhaustion eventually took over. As I closed my eyes, darkness enveloped me, and I surrendered to the embrace of sleep.As I drifted into sleep, I found myself in a familiar dream. The White House stood before me, its grandeur and history enveloping the atmosphere. But there was something different this time. As I st
Chloe’s POV. As I took a step, a sound echoed in my heart. It was like a mix of excitement, nervousness, and a hint of fear. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, almost as if it wanted to burst out. the maids passed by, their voices blending together into a distant hum. I could see their lips moving, but their words didn't reach my ears. It was as if I was in my own little bubble, lost in a sea of thoughts and emotions.Ryan suddenly stop walking, lost in my thought I was unable to notice that until my head accidentally bumped on his back, The pain shot through my skull, but I couldn't even let out a groan. It was as if my body was mirroring the inner struggle I was going through. The physical pain was nothing compared to the turmoil within me.When Ryan turned to me, his eyes bore into mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. It was as if he could see right through me, unraveling the chaos that was swirling within my mind. And in that moment, he asked me “why