Liam’s pov. As my fist connected with the man's face, a surge of anger and adrenaline coursed through my veins. The pain of Lia's injury fueled my rage, pushing me to fight back with ferocity. At that moment, all I could think about was the moment I heard Lia screaming. With each blow, my fists moved with a mix of precision and raw emotion. My heart pounded in my chest, my breath coming in ragged gasps. The world around me seemed to fade away as the only thing that mattered was the fight unfolding before me.But amidst the chaos, my mind remained sharp. I knew that we couldn't stay in the crowded room any longer. We needed to find a way to get Lia to safety without drawing attention. With a glance around, I spotted a side door leading to the alley behind the building.I carried Lia in a bridal style, my rogue eyes following my every move, I whispered urgently, "We need to get out of here. Follow me." They nodded and we moved swiftly, our steps silent as we made our way toward the e
Liam’s POV. "Blood transplant?!" we all exclaimed, our voices filled with disbelief and concern. The room suddenly felt suffocating, and I struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation. "Blood transplant? For what? Why would she need blood?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear and uncertainty."She had lost a lot of blood before she got here. If you want her to be okay, she needs blood," he explained. His reply was firm and authoritative, and it only heightened my anxiety. The weight of his words settled heavily on my shoulders, and I felt a surge of determination to do whatever it took to save her.I glanced at my Rogue, their expressions mirroring my conflicted emotions. The question of whose blood would be a match for hers loomed before us, a complicated puzzle we needed to solve. I knew that time was of the essence, and we couldn't afford to waste a single moment."I'm not related to her, but can you test my blood? Maybe it will be a match?" I asked, my voice filled wit
Liam’s POV. We waited anxiously for the doctor to bring the documents, my heart pounding in my chest. My Rogue, offering silent support. My mind raced with a mix of anticipation and worry, as I inwardly prayed for everything to go smoothly according to plan.Finally, the doctor arrived, breaking the tension in the room. "Follow me," he said, his voice calm yet authoritative. I obediently followed him, my legs feeling weak with nervousness, as we retraced our steps back to the room we had been in earlier.As we entered the room, a sense of familiarity washed over me. The doctor handed me a brown envelope, and I carefully took it into my trembling hands. With bated breath, I pulled out the document inside, my eyes scanning every word, every instruction.The weight of the moment settled upon me as I absorbed the information. This document held the key to the steps I needed to take to donate blood to Lia, It was a mix of excitement and trepidation. I read through the instructions meticu
Liam’s POV. "Yeah, I'm finally back!" I heard the doctor's voice coming from behind me, and I quickly turned around.My eyes met his, and I gave him an awkward smile."It took longer than I expected," he said, slamming the door shut. I nodded in understanding."We'll take our leave now," Maria said, and I gave a slight bow as I watched them walk away."Doctor, when will she wake up?" I asked eagerly, my curiosity getting the best of me."Probably tomorrow morning. You've done your part, so now it's our turn," he replied. I nodded, taking in his words. “Can you walk alone? Or do you need assistance?” the doctor asked and I frowned my browse wondering where he was heading. “I can walk alone” I reply and he nods awkwardly as if he is not sure of my answer. “Is there a reason for me not to be able to walk alone?” I question with an anticipation expression. “You just donated blood which may cause your body to be weak” he answered and I nodded. I would've been weak but thanks to my wol
Liqm’s POV. "Chloe!" I exclaimed, my voice a mixture of surprise and concern. I had never expected Chloe to resort to physical force, especially in a situation like this. But in that moment, it seemed like the only way to break through the hostility.The lady, her hand still frozen mid-air, turned towards Chloe with a mix of shock and anger in her eyes. "Did you just slap me?" she demanded, her voice trembling with disbelief.Chloe stood her ground, her expression unyielding. "Yes, I did," she replied with unwavering confidence. "What are you going to do about it?"She asked further. The lady seemed momentarily taken aback by Chloe's boldness. Her eyes darted around, searching for a way to regain control of the situation. But before she could make another move, I stepped between them, my voice filled with urgency."Please, let's stop this," I pleaded, my heart racing with a mix of fear and determination. I couldn't bear to see the situation escalate any further. I needed to find a wa
Chloe’s POV. I held my cheeks in astonishment, my heart racing as doubt flooded my mind. How could a stranger I had just met today have the audacity to slap me? I could feel the weight of everyone's gaze on me, their eyes filled with curiosity and shock. I shifted my attention back to Liam, hoping to find some solace in his expression, but all I saw was regret etched across his face.Anger surged through my veins as I locked eyes with the lady who had slapped me. Her face held a twisted sense of satisfaction, as if slapping me had been some kind of twisted amusement. Without wasting a single second, fueled by a surge of adrenaline, I retaliated. My hand connected with her cheek in a resounding slap, sending her stumbling backwards until she crashed onto the floor.A collective gasp echoed through the room, a symphony of surprise and disbelief."Maria!" Liam's voice pierced through the chaos. , rushing towards the girl who had just assaulted me. I couldn't help but smirk, my eyes narr
Chloe's POV My lips parted and I stared at Liam in shock. I couldn't believe that he was the one who was saying such words to me Why is he approaching me to apologize and why did he want to have my sincerity when he already has my sister? I wondered if this was a scheme or some sort of revenge from Liam The thought had pushed me to tell Liam to prove his sincerity. Thinking about it, will he? We have nothing between us anymore, right? Liam tried to grab my hand but I quickly placed my hand behind me, evading Liam’s touch. His eyes dimmed immediately and he pressed his lips together Back in the restaurant, if Liam had tried to hold my hand and support me, I’d never have evaded his touch. We would never have been in such a position but he had chosen to call out her name. The thought made my heart clench with pain Liam continued to stare at me with sadness in his eyes At that moment I had the thought that Liam won't continue his explanation so I turned my back to him and atte
Chloe's POVMy mind raced chaotically due to fear and shock. I gulped down, wondering what Jax was doing here. Why is he here? Jax’s expression was blank, making me unable to know what he was thinking. He began to make his way toward me, causing me to break into sweats due to fear. I knew he would smell my fear, and it made me displeased.I gritted my teeth and clenched my fist to snap out of my fear Seeing Jax calmly approach me with Ryan behind him, I glared at Jax coldly Jax stopped in front of me. He stretched his hand and grabbed my chin with his hand and his eyes began to trace my features. His hand kept turning my face from the left to the right I trembled and broke into sweat immediately. My heartbeat increased and I could feel my sweat trickling through my body I bit my lower lip to regain my clarity knowing I couldn’t keep being this way. I gritted my teeth and glared at Jax coldly“Jax, What are you doing? Why are you here? Let me go right now.” I scowled at him ang
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.