Chapter Thirty Five
Liam’s jaw clenched, and he growled lowly, “You’re wrong, Emily. You are my problem, too.”
Emily raised her eyebrows, looking amused, “Oh really? And why is that?”
“Because we’ve been sleeping together, and you know it. You have been manipulating me from the very beginning,” Liam said, his voice growing louder.
Emily’s smirk faltered, “I have no idea what you’re talking about. We have a mutual arrangement, Liam. Nothing more, nothing less.”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Liam shook his head, “You poisoned Chloe because you were jealous. You couldn’t stand the thought of me being with someone who loves me, and now you want me to believe that you have no feelings for me? I’m not that naive, Emily.”
Emily’s expression turned cold, “Chloe was never good enough for you, Liam. And she was getting in the way of your destiny as the future Alpha. You were starting to care for her, and that’s why I had to do something about it.”
Liam narrowed his eyes, “Chloe and I were getting along just fine before she went to stay with Aiden. You poisoned her, Emily. You could have killed her. And now Aiden is the only one who can save her.”
Emily’s eyes widened, “Aiden? What does he have to do with this?”
Liam sighed heavily, “Aiden claims that he has a solution to heal Chloe permanently. But he wants to go with her to do it, and I agreed to his terms.”
Emily’s mouth dropped open, “You can’t be serious, Liam. You’re going to let Aiden take her away from you?”
Liam’s eyes flashed with anger, “I will do whatever it takes to save Chloe, Emily. Even if it means making a deal with the devil himself.”
Liam walked down the dark, eerie dungeon, his heart racing as he made his way towards Chloe’s cell. As he reached her cell, he saw her sitting in a corner, her eyes red and puffy from crying. Liam’s heart ached at the sight of her, and he wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and hold her tight.
“How are you doing?” Liam asked softly, trying to keep his voice steady.
Chloe looked up at him, her eyes filled with anger and resentment. “How the fuck do you think I’m doing?” she spat, her voice barely above a whisper.
Liam winced at her words, feeling guilty for everything that had happened. “I know you’re angry, and you have every right to be. But I want to help you. I want to mark you, so we can be bonded and I can protect you.”
Chloe’s eyes narrowed, and she stood up, facing him. “I don’t need your protection, Liam. I don’t need anything from you.”
Liam felt a pang of hurt at her words, but he didn’t let it show. “You don’t have to do this alone, Chloe. We can be together, and I can make sure that you’re safe.”
Chloe shook her head, her eyes filling with tears. “I don’t want to be with you, Liam. You hurt me, and you lied to me. I can’t trust you.”
Liam felt a knot form in his stomach as he heard her words, knowing that he had messed up. “I’m sorry, Chloe. I know I messed up, but I love you. Please, just let me make it right.”
Chloe’s eyes softened for a moment, but then she hardened again, her resolve strengthening. “No, Liam. I can’t do this. I won’t let you mark me, and I won’t be with you. I’d rather die.”
Liam’s heart broke at her words, and he felt tears welling up in his own eyes. “Please, Chloe. Don’t say that. I’ll do anything to make it right. Just give me a chance.”
Chloe looked at him for a moment, her eyes searching his face. Finally, she spoke. “Fine. But you have to earn my trust back..”
Liam nodded eagerly, relieved that she had given him a chance. “I will, Chloe. I’ll do anything for you.”
Chloe didn’t say anything else, but Liam could see a glimmer of hope in her eyes. As he walked away from her cell, he knew that he had a long road ahead of him. But he was willing to do whatever it took to make things right with Chloe, and to earn her trust and love back.
Liam walked towards the kitchen, his thoughts swirling around the unfair treatment Chloe was receiving in the dungeon. He couldn’t believe that his own father would allow such inhumane treatment towards anyone, let alone his own mate.
He reached the kitchen and immediately called for the chef. “Make the best meal you can for Chloe. She deserves it,” he instructed, his voice firm with determination.
The chef nodded eagerly, understanding the importance of Liam’s request. He set to work, carefully selecting the best ingredients and putting together a dish fit for a queen.
Once the meal was ready, Liam personally picked it up and started making his way towards the dungeon. But as he got closer, the guards stopped him, blocking his path.
“What do you think you’re doing?” one of them asked, his voice laced with arrogance.
“I’m here to deliver food to Chloe,” Liam replied, his tone icy.
“You know the rules, Alpha. You’re not allowed to bring her food. We can’t make exceptions,” the guard said, his voice apologetic but firm.
Liam’s anger flared up. “Do you know who I am? I could have you killed for this,” he threatened, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
The guards backed off, bowing their heads in submission. They knew better than to mess with Liam, especially when he was in a mood like this.
But the guard’s explanation that Chloe was only allowed to eat once a day infuriated Liam even more. How could his father be so heartless towards his own mate? Liam stormed off, his thoughts consumed with anger and frustration.
He couldn’t do anything for Chloe at the moment, but he knew he had to find a way to help her. He couldn’t bear the thought of her suffering in that dungeon any longer.
As he made his way back to his room, his mind raced with ideas. He had to come up with a plan, a way to get Chloe out of there and away from his father’s cruel grasp.
But for now, he had to bide his time and wait for the right opportunity to present itself. He couldn’t afford to make any mistakes, not when Chloe’s life was at stake.
Liam kept a watchful eye on Chloe’s situation, visiting her whenever he could and bringing her food whenever he could get away with it.
But his efforts were always met with resistance from his father’s men, who made sure to keep a close eye on Chloe’s every move.