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
Chloe’s POV. As I followed the maid to the bathroom, my mind was racing with a million thoughts, swirling and colliding like a storm inside my head. I couldn't help but wonder why I was able to speak in front of Alpha Jax when just moments ago, I couldn't even open my mouth to utter a single word to Ryan. It was like my voice had been stolen from me. But then, when I found myself in the presence of Jax, everything changed. I could talk, I could scream, and my voice echoed through the air. It was as if a dormant part of me had awakened, breaking free from the shackles that had silenced me before.I couldn't help but think back to the first time I had the dream, the dream that seemed to hold the key to this enigma. I remember desperately trying to speak to Alpha Jax about it, to share my fears and seek guidance. But my voice failed me, leaving me voiceless and frustrated. It was a moment of helplessness, a feeling of being trapped within my own thoughts.And now, as I stood on the pre
Chloe’s POV.I stood there, my mind still racing with thoughts about what Lia had said. What did she mean by "don't come back home wet"? And what was she referring to when she mentioned Alpha Jax? And what did she mean by "set up"? It felt like a puzzle that I couldn't quite solve.Lost in my thoughts, I walked out of the bathroom and suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. Startled, I turned around to see Alpha Jax standing right beside me. My heart skipped a beat, I wasn't expecting him to be there, and the sight of him made me stumble and land on my butt."What's wrong with you?" he asked, concern evident in his voice. I quickly shook my head, trying to regain my composure."Nothing, I'm just startled," I replied, my voice a bit shaky. I could feel my face turning red, embarrassed by my clumsy reaction to his presence. I couldn't help but feel a mix of confusion and curiosity as he smiled lightly and stretched his hand toward me. I raised my eyebrows, my mind struggling to comprehen