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. My hands cupped my breast and my jaw fell as Lia took in my naked body with his bare eyes. I felt the enormous to infiltrate inside the floor but I couldn't. “I'm sorry,” Liam declared before rushing out of the room. I found myself sitting on the floor, my body trembling with a strange mix of emotions. I struggled to make sense of what had just happened. "What... just... happened?" I stammered my voice barely above a whisper. Crawling back to the safety of the bathroom door, I tried to stand up, but my body betrayed me. Weakness consumed me, making it impossible to regain control.My mind raced with fear and uncertainty. What if someone entered the room again? I couldn't bear the thought. With a surge of strength, my legs found their footing, and I hurried towards the door. Locking it behind me, I let out a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of temporary safety.Returning to the bed, I collapsed onto it, seeking solace in its comforting embrace. My index finger found it
Chapter 134Chloe’s POV. With a gentle nod, Liam stood up and walked to the door."Okay, take care. If you're not ready for sleep, you can come join us in the living room. But if you want to sleep, good night," he said before opening and closing the door behind him. I let out a sigh of relief."Even if the devil possessed me, I wouldn't join you guys," I muttered to myself. I hurried to the door, opened it, and slammed it shut loudly before locking it with the key. Then, I rushed back to the bedside.I sat down on the bed, eating the bread like a prisoner. I managed to finish six slices before my stomach refused to take in any more. I drank the tea, making sure to empty the cup before dropping it on the floor. Finally, I laid flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling."Are you okay? Sleeping on Liam's bed," I heard my Wolf say, and then I remembered that she hadn't mentioned anything about me coming to Liam's house.With a gentle smile, I nodded my head. "I'm not fully okay, but it's j
Chapter 135Author’s POV. After many attempts, May eventually gave up. She had tried her best to bring back Ryan's memory, but it was all in vain. Ryan stared at her like a stranger, and it hurt May deeply. She had planned on showing her gratitude to Ryan for saving her life from Jax, but now he couldn't even remember it.Ryan sat outside, his eyes fixed on the stream in front of them. The sound of the flowing water brought him a sense of relief. He closed his eyes, enjoying the soothing melody and the cool breeze.May stared at him, anger building inside her. How could Ryan forget about her? What frustrated her even more was that he seemed okay with not remembering. The last time she saw him in Jax's pack, he had told her he loved her. Since that day, she had been holding onto that promise.Angrily, May stood up and walked towards Ryan. She gave him a firm slap, causing him to flinch and hold the spot where she hit him."What the heck are you doing?" Ryan exclaimed."Why are you yel
Chapter 136Chloe’s POV. After giving Mendy's cheeks a proper farewell, I found myself wandering through the streets of MayHill, tears streaming down my face.I had planned to visit my father's house, hoping that maybe he would accept and forgive me. But my inner wolf warned me yesterday that it would be a futile effort. My dad has a reputation for being stubborn and unwavering in his decisions.As I walked aimlessly, not knowing where my legs would take me, a voice called out from behind. I turned around to find a complete stranger, someone I had never seen before."Are you okay?" he asked with concern in his voice. I gave a slight nod, intending to continue on my way, but his words stopped me in my tracks once again."Are you sure you're okay? It's not normal to be crying if you're fine," the man insisted.I turned my whole body to face him, taking in his appearance. He was in his fifties, with a few strands of white hair and a face that radiated pure happiness. It was a happiness
Chloe’s POV. "Yes ma'am," I said with a smile tugging at my lips.“A bastard like you? want to work?” the woman asked and frown my brows. she burst into laughter, her laughter echoing through the street. I wondered what was so funny and why she called me a "bastard.""I'm sorry, but we don't accept someone Like you," the woman said, and her words pierced into my soul, bringing tears to my eyes."What do you mean, ma'am?" I asked, hoping for an explanation. Instead, she glared at me hatefully and continued with her work."Ma'am, please, I really need this job. I'm willing to do anything you ask. I'll never say no to your requests," I pleaded, hoping she would understand."I won't repeat myself," the woman said through gritted teeth.I looked around, and the people nearby were minding their own business.Sniffing back my tears, I glanced around one last time before walking out of the shop.As I walked along the narrow path, memories flooded my mind, each one carrying its own weight. T
Chapter 138 Author’s POV. Ryan and May stood on the boat, their bodies swaying gently with the motion of the water. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the boat created a gentle hymn that echoed loudly in their ears. May's lips were tightly pressed together, her teeth biting down painfully. She couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that washed over her whenever the thought of MayHill crossed her mind. The mere possibility of encountering Chloe in that place sent shivers down her spine. Though uncertain if Chloe would even be present in MayHill, the hurt and resentment between them still lingered in her heart and she wasn't ready to face Chloe, to confront the situation that had been left unresolved. Ryan, on the other hand, had a blank expression on his face, his eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and pain. The memories of his past eluded him, slipping through his fingers like sand. No matter how hard he tried to grasp onto them, they remained just out of re
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.