บททั้งหมดของ My Step Uncle is my Mate : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

As Chase's unspoken words hung in the air, I felt a shiver run down my spine. His eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the sincerity burning within them. I tried to look away, but I was trapped in the depths of his gaze.I waited for him to say the rest of the words, and my heart thumped loudly in anticipation, but he seemed to be having an internal battle within himself as different emotions flashed through his eyes.Just as I was about to say something to break the awkward silence, the waitress interrupted us, her soft voice piercing the tension. "I've got your orders ready. We've got a lot to get through, so let's start with the appetizers."I pulled my hand away from Chase's, feeling a sense of relief wash over me.The tension in the room was suffocating, and I knew I needed a moment to gather my thoughts.The waitress began to unload a barrage of dishes onto our table, each one more delicious-smelling than the last. My stomach growled in anticipation as I took in the spread befo

Chase's pov“What was that?” I heard Elodie's shaky voice filled with fear. “What happened to their eyes?” Their eyes were back to there normal colors, but dread poured out of Elodie's voice, and as much as I wanted to comfort and reassure her, I knew this wasn't the time.“Alex, take Elodie inside,” I said, not turning around to look at them.“I'm not going anywhere with him,” she said defiantly. “You have to tell me who these men are and why they're after you and….”“Elodie!” I yelled, my body vibrating with anger.She jumped, but the defiant glare in her eyes remained.“This is important. Alex, take her inside,” I said more firmly, my voice leaving now room for arguments.Her nostrils flared, and she balled her hands in fists before turning on her heels, and I was left to face the Coastals.I stepped out to the night till I was in front of the four men who were once like family.I stood tall, my eyes locked onto the Coastals' leader, Victor. His eyes gleamed with a malevolent ligh

The ride back home was excruciatingly awkward. Chase and I barely spoke a word to each other, the tension between us thick and heavy. I stared out the window, trying to process everything that had happened. Chase's secrets, his lies, his sudden change in behavior... it all swirled together in my mind like a toxic storm.Chase tried to break the silence a few times, but I shut him down. I didn't want to hear his excuses, his justifications. I just wanted the truth, which he obviously wasn't ready to give.As he rounded the corner to the house, Chase turned to me, his eyes softening. "Elodie, can we talk?"I shook my head, not looking at him. "No, Chase. We can't."He sighed, frustration etched on his face. "Elodie, please. I need to explain-""No, Chase," I cut him off, my voice firm. "You had your chance to explain. Now it's too late."I got out of the car, slamming the door behind me. Chase followed, but I didn't look back. I didn't want to see his face, his eyes. I didn't want to fe

I stood frozen at the window, my heart still racing from the sight of the glowing eyes. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched, that something was lurking just out of sight.And then, I heard the soft creak of my door opening. I spun around, my heart leaping into my throat."Chase?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.He stood in the doorway, his eyes fixed on me with a mixture of concern and longing."Elodie, I couldn't sleep," he said, his voice low and husky. "I had to see you."I felt a flutter in my chest, despite myself. I didn't want to feel this way, not after everything that had happened.“Are you okay?” He asked, looking past my shoulders, his brows knitting with concern.It must have been weird to see me standing by my window by well past midnight, but what was worse was probably my pale face.“Elodie….” He started, taking a step closer to me when my silence stretched out for too long.“I thought I….never mind,” I stopped myself, squaring my shoulders.Ther

I stood in front of my closet, staring blankly at the rows of clothes. Hailey, my best friend, sat on my bed, watching me with a concerned expression. My mind was a jumble of thoughts, with each breath I took calling out one name."Ellie, come on," she said, tossing a dress at me. "Put this on. We need to get ready for the party."I rolled my eyes but caught the dress, the silky fabric slipping through my fingers. “We still have five hours.”Hailey sighed, her eyes flashing with exasperation. “That's no time, besides, I need your help for my makeup.”I nodded, forcing a smile. “Okay, fine.”It had been a week since I'd last spoken to– and seen– Chase, and I was still trying to process everything. The lies, the secrets, the hurt. I thought I'd seen a glimmer of hope when he kissed me, but it was just another ploy to get me to forgive him.The fact that he hadn't put in any effort to contact me, and he had purposely stayed away from the house was enough evidence that I might have been t