All Chapters of Obey me, Dean (Short Story ): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

While Lancaster and Carlos were planning on how to finally bring Aria back home, Wolfe was still oblivious.. Wolfe’s POV: The slam of the door echoed in the sudden silence, a final, brutal period to my fight with Carlos. The last person I ever expected to have a blowout with was Carlos. He was our anchor, the one who talked Lancaster and me off the ledge whenever we were at each other’s throats. Arguing with him felt wrong, like a fundamental law of nature had been broken. And it was all Lancaster’s fault. If he could have kept it in his pants and away from Leon’s wife, none of this would be happening. We’d still have our deal, and Carlos wouldn’t be storming out of my apartment. “Oh, dear lord,” I sighed, the sound heavy with exhaustion as I collapsed onto the couch and dragged a hand through my hair. Leon wasn't just any investor; he was the key to a monumental sale. Finding a replacement wouldn't be just hard—it would be nearly impossible, and we needed to do it fast.

Kade’s POV: I turned the shower off, the last of the water dripping from my skin. A slow smile touched my lips as I pictured Aria waiting on the other side of the door—that feigned indifference she wore like a shield, the shy blush she couldn't quite hide. She put on a good show, pretending she wasn't affected, but I knew the truth. It was in the way her body arched into my touch, the raw hunger in her eyes when she thought I wasn't looking. It was all a lie, and it was the most exciting game I’d played in years. Still smiling, I twisted the doorknob and stepped out, expecting to find her there. But to my surprise— The room was empty. The air itself felt still. Vacant. *She was gone.* Confusion, sharp and immediate, cut through me. Why? We were good. More than good. Had I said something? Done something? The questions swarmed, irritating and persistent. I snatched the damp towel she’d used—it still carried the faint, sweet scent of her—and roughly dried off. Th

Aria’s POV: When the words left his lips, the world seemed to tilt on its axis. My mind went blank, a static hum of disbelief. I couldn't tell if this was real or a cruel, beautiful dream my desperate heart had conjured. I took a shaky step back, needing space to breathe, to think. “Kade,” I finally breathed out, the name a whisper laden with confusion. I shook my head slowly, unable to look at him. “I don’t… I don’t understand.” It wasn’t that I didn’t find him devastatingly attractive. It wasn’t that I hadn’t felt the dangerous, undeniable pull toward him. I had. I’d been fighting it for days, building walls to protect myself because I was certain this was temporary, just a fleeting distraction for him. A distraction that had, against all my better judgment, become my anchor. In the chaotic wreckage of Wolfe’s death, Kade had been the unexpected shelter. It felt like the universe had sent a rougher-edged, more vibrant version of my past to pull me back into the pres

While the mystery of Aria’s pregnancy began to unfold in a sterile hospital room, a different kind of hunt was underway under the cover of night. Driven by a cold, singular fury, Wolfe sped through the rain-slicked streets. The stolen SIM card was a smoking gun, and Lucas was the only one who could connect Aria’s whereabouts to Carlos—and by extension, to Lancaster through it. Everything depended on finding the tutor now. He skidded to a halt outside the apartment he personally paid for, a place that was meant to ensure Lucas’s loyalty and availability. But as he hammered on the door, the only answer was the echo of his own fists against the wood.. Wolfe’s POV: My heart stalled when my knock was met with silence. I pounded again. *BANG. BANG.* Nothing. Where was he? Had they gotten to him already? Snatched him before he even made it home? I dragged a hand down my face, a growl of pure frustration building in my chest. I’d been a fool to think Carlos came to m

Back at the hospital... Aria’s POV: “Aria?” Kade’s voice was a low rumble as he pushed the hospital door open, the creak of the hinges cutting through the sterile silence. He edged his head through the gap, his gaze searching the dim room. *Shit. He was here.* “Kade?” My response was thready, weak. I pushed myself up from the mattress, a slow, deliberate movement that belied the panic seizing me from inside. *Breathe, Aria.. Breathe* He slipped fully into the room, the door sighing shut behind him. “Finally decided to join us?” Kade said, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “Can’t get rid of me that easy,” I groaned, forcing a thin smile as I tried to sit upright. He moved to my bedside, his hands gripping the cold iron frame. “Still can’t believe you passed out,” he said, a teasing laugh stifled in his throat as he ran a hand through his hair. “Hm.” I shrugged, the gesture vacant. “Shit happens, I guess.” To be honest, Passing out was the leas