All Chapters of The Mate I Can't Have: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Niylah's POVI couldn't ignore the feeling in my stomach that something felt wrong. All day, I had been catching Hilda and Ivory looking at me with these weird looks. I ignored it, thinking maybe they were just being their usual cold selves. Still, something was nagging me in the back of my head that this was quite different. It was almost like. They had planned something.I glanced over at them as I left the class. They were talking in low tones, huddled together like they had some secret nobody knew. When Ivory's eyes met mine, she looked away quickly; her face settled into an innocent expression quickly, too practiced. My heart thudded a bit faster. Whatever they were up to, I had to be ready.Later that afternoon, on my way to my locker, I found a small note tucked inside, folded over. I frowned, picking it up. The handwriting was neat, almost too neat. It said: *Meet me in the old library wing after school. Alone.*My heart probably skipped a beat. It was from Liam, but something

Niylah’s POVI just shut my locker, and suddenly, a cold jolt ran over me. Out of nowhere, I was drenched with a splash of icy water, the shock stealing the breath from my lungs as I gasped. I looked around, dazed, and saw Hilda and Ivory standing nearby, smirking in satisfaction.“Guess you needed a little refreshment, didn’t you? Hilda taunted, her eyes glinting with malice.“Why are you doing this? I asked, my voice breaking slightly from both the chill of the water and the sting of their words.Ivory’s laugh was sharp and mocking. “Oh, please, Niylah. Don’t act so innocent. It's time you knew your place, "I can hear them say as, before I know it, they push me roughly into a small storage room and slam the door shut behind me.I dashed to the door and hammered it as hard as I could. “Let me out! I shouted, my voice echoing against the walls. However, I could almost hear the laughter as they turned away, disobeying my cries.I did a faceplant next to the door and shivered as the col

Niylah’s POVHenry and I had just reached the main building when a loud, angry voice called out behind us.“Niylah! I turned to see Liam, his face dark with anger and hurt, his eyes locked on me.I froze, my pulse stopping, as I watched his hatred. He also ignored Henry and did not inquire. He just marched over, grabbing my wrist tightly and pulling me away from Henry, who watched with wide eyes.“What’s going on? I stammered, trying to keep my balance as he dragged me down the hall.He just didn’t reply, and his hand on my wrist wouldn't let go, as he dragged me out there, out of sight. As soon as we were left by ourselves, he relaxed, and I nearly toppled back. I aimed at supporting my injury on my hand touch where his fingers tightened too forcibly; thus, I wretched and stumbled backward, holding on to a step on the side in my hand’s way.“Liam, what is going on? I asked, my voice trembling.He shoved his phone in my face, his look a mix of hurt and rage. “Explain this,” he demande

Niylah’s POVThe weight of uncertainty lingered, but with every step I took beside Liam, I felt the flicker of hope rekindling in my heart. The tension that had defined our relationship was loosening, and as the truth hung between us, there was a palpable shift in the air. The vibrant courtyard around us suddenly felt like the calm before a storm—an illusion of peace before the tempest that was Hilda Fischer.After we sat down on a bench, the sunlight cast an ethereal glow on Liam’s face, softening the lines of distress that had etched themselves there only moments before. I couldn’t let this moment slip away, not when the truth about Hilda was still looming, an imminent threat we needed to expose.“Liam,” I said, gathering courage. “Before we go any further, I need to tell you what Hilda has planned. It’s much worse than what you think.”His brow furrowed, and I could see the flickering doubts still resting in the back of his mind. “What do you mean?”I took a deep breath, the words

Niylah’s POVThe night sunk into a velvet hue as I sat in my room, the lamp casting a warm glow over my desk. Papers and notes were strewn all around me, remnants of the evidence I’d gathered earlier. The adrenaline of the day coursed through my veins. Together with Liam and Alyssa, we had done the seemingly impossible, and we were ready to confront Hilda head-on.“What if she has a response?” Liam's voice broke through my thoughts as he entered my room, leaning casually against the doorframe. There was something comforting in his presence, his eyes searching mine with a mix of concern and determination.“Then we’ll be ready,” I replied, my voice steady despite the fluttering anxiety I felt deep within. “We have truth on our side, and we need to prepare ourselves. I know she won’t take this lying down.”Liam stepped inside, closing the door behind him. “You know Hilda won’t back off easily. She’s cunning and without any moral scruples. We’re playing with fire.”“I understand that. But