All Chapters of Chasing My Runaway Breeder : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"Don't tell me you want to lose your job!!" Jasmine blasted in Irish's ears the moment she picked up the call.Irish squinted her sleepy eyes in concentration, then parted the curtains to let in more light. She yawned tiredly only to hear the warning in Jasmine's voice."Did you want to lose your job? Don't you forget that Jayden's gonna die of hunger then!!" A sigh came at the end."I know, Jasmine. But what's the need of working a nine-to-five job and in the end, we still get so abused and our rights are not so protected? I quit Jasmine. Avan tried to rape." Irish could hear a gasp coming from Jasmine on the other end..Irish couldn't afford to work in Fire and Ice anymore. No, not after what happened with Liam Wilder and Avan dei Caprio. She would surely be caught and that was the last thing she wanted on her bucket list of occurrences."That fucking bastard -" Jasmine went ahead to utter profanities to his name, saying all the violent things she was going to do to Avan if he eve

In the principal's office, he sat behind a mahogany desk in his swivel chair. The room had the warm, fuzzy feel of an air conditioner and air freshener.Irish would have been taking a breath of fresh air save for the fact that the room was thick with tension.Irish was now seated opposite the principal at the principal's office, he looked straight at her and the woman which she had fought with, through his rimless glass.Clearing his throat, he adjusted his glasses and peered at her, his eyes behind those glasses, looking so hideous."What seems to be the issue Miss -""Irish." Irish completed his sentence."I came for the Parents-Teacher Association meeting and instead of seeing my son well taken care of, he was being abused by this woman over here." Irish pressed her lips into a thin line as she scowled while pointing at the thick lady sitting adjacent to her."Point of correction Whore! I wasn't abusing your son. I was trying to put him right in his place." She retorted, pointing f

"What?!" Adrian jolted up on his feet. "You've finally found her? Where?"He asked, his eyes alert and his ears attentive."We found her at Orange County. She works at one of the clubs there.""Good." Adrian swallowed in excitement. "Just good. I need you to send me the address right about now." It was an order.Adrian smiled. After six years, he had finally found an authentic lead on Irish.He had searched nooks and crannies of Silver Crest pack but she was nowhere to be found.He had searched also in neighboring packs but she wasn't present either.At those points in his life, it felt like he had lost interest in everything. Everything that mattered and everything that once made sense to him, he went cold at them.Even pack duties and his office at Alpha King Industries lacked the enthusiasm with which he usually worked..Getting her out of his mind was impossible. Ashamed as he was to say this. Her absence simply left a void in his heart that no one could possibly fill."I'm sorry

"Stop your search for Irish now!" Ashley boomed. "Or else I'll tell the world your secret." Ashley snarled, slapping hard the table in front of her.Seated across from her was Adrian, he was in his leather recliner chair, sipping hot coffee. Sometimes he'd drink that so much just to help him not to asleep, since he hardly slept with nightmares of Irish tormenting him.Halfway shutting his eyes, he dropped the cup of coffee on the table and peered at a fuming Ashley."We agreed not to let a word of this get out." He thinned his lips and raised his brows at her."Yes. Adrian. The same way we promised each other forever but guess who's not keeping that promise now." She folded her arms across her chest and faced the other side, snorting, "Hmmph. I wonder what the pack member will be saying about their Alpha when news gets out."Adrian groaned, getting up to meet Ashley's standing posture. "You're going to listen to me and keep that wide mouth of yours shut...""No, I won't..." Ashley cut

Liam knew exactly how to catch anyone on the face of the planet. As he wasn't a dunce, he had trailed Irish to her house to find some men trying to break in.He had then refrained from going there, because from his calculation, Irish must have escaped.He had watched from a distance and even after they broke in, Irish and her son didn't even come out to meet the intruders, meaning that they were quick to escape.Liam walked to Irish, his eyes blank, cold, and void of any emotions."I want my money now. Hand it over, or I'll get your son killed."Irish chuckled, "What makes you think my son is within your reach? Or I'll let you touch him?""You know nothing of who I am. One snap of my finger and your son goes missing."Irish whipped her head to the side to stare at Jasmine. She was hurdled on one side of the bed, fear clearly written all over her face. Irish felt pity for Jasmine. Who knows what Liam must have done to her?All of a sudden, Irish clutched down at her stomach, like her