All Chapters of Betrayed, Then claimed by my God mother's husband. : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 31. MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW I froze, my breath hitching in my throat immediately. I hesitated, contemplating whether I should turn back or keep going. Turning back would be worse, but walking away was not an option; I could hear his footsteps slowly approaching me. “Maddy…” De-shawn's voice cut through the haze. “What the hell are you doing here?” His eyes swept over me for a few seconds. “Why the hell are you dressed like this?” he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice. His gaze dragged over me slowly, more like a deliberate inspection, his eyes darting from the oversized dress to the shoes I was wearing just for disguise, and his lips twitched. “Are you trying to disguise yourself or something?” he asked too softly, and I hissed, “That's none of your business!” I moved to walk out, but he quickly blocked my path. “Oh come on, Maddy… not so fast,” he mused. “Where are you rushing to?” Heat rose to my face, my fingers curling into the hem of my dress. “Get out of my w

CHAPTER 33. MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW. I stood in front of the snack shop, contemplating whether to buy a snack or not. I just needed something to help me forget my worries for a moment. My life had been a mess since I came back from the human rehabilitation center. I guess I should have just accepted being Alpha Rowan's personal assistant. But no matter how much I tried, I just couldn’t wrap my head around being with him. I could work with him and be professional; those are the lies I tell people, but I won’t lie to myself because I know the truth. Working with him means I can’t control what happens there; he is my mate. The mate bond pulls us together. My wolf doesn’t gravitate toward De-shawn anymore; she is only drawn to him. I might not want it, but our wolves want it, and they’ll always pull us together. People will talk. He is the Alpha of the entire werewolf kingdom. He was married to the one woman I admired so much. What kind of girl goes over to sleep with her godmother’s hus

CHAPTER 35. MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW. I stood in front of my father's building, but I couldn't bring myself to walk inside and see what was happening to him. I wrapped my arms around my body, as if it were cold, though the breeze wasn’t doing much. In fact, I was feeling hot. I had been standing in one spot for the last fifteen minutes, contemplating whether I should go in or not. Different thoughts swirled through my mind, and flashbacks of how my dad had treated me in the past kept rushing back. I couldn’t seem to wrap my head around it. The one time he needed my help, he didn’t hesitate to call me, but any time I needed his support, he was always nowhere to be found. It felt like he hated me so much and couldn’t stand seeing my face because I reminded him too much of my mother. He never told me what really happened between them, but I knew it wasn’t good, so I never asked. I lived with Clara, who was a witch in sheep's clothing. Yet she wonders why I hate her to my core. My eyes sn

CHAPTER 37. THIRD POINT OF VIEW. Clara walked toward the window and dragged the curtains to the side to get a better view of what had made her stepdaughter stiffen like that. Once she narrowed her gaze down and saw a black SUV, her breath caught in her throat, and her hands began to tremble. Days ago, when they had come to drag her husband away, they brought him back beaten and bruised in a black SUV. Perhaps they were back again. She stepped back immediately, turning to Maddy. “We need to move him out of here. We need to move him out of here!” Her voice came out small, lower than a whisper. Maddy stared at her, wide-eyed, wondering what was happening and why they needed to get her father out of there. Clara's entire demeanor shifted in the span of three seconds flat. She was no longer the woman who had been hurling insults at her a few minutes ago. Color had drained from her face, leaving her looking almost gray under the dim lighting of the room. “Maddy, come on!” she urged

CHAPTER 39. MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW. About five hours later, when I woke up, De-shawn was gone. I walked back into my dad's room and saw that he had served him the herbs, and it worked fast. I guessed it made his wolf stronger, helping him heal quicker. When I walked inside, both of Dad's eyes were now wide open, though he still had some bandages. From a distance, I could hear him cracking jokes with Clara. I didn’t know whether to be happy that he was recovering and joking with that witch or to be sad. I hated seeing her happy just as she hated knowing or hearing that I had a little peace from my dad giving me some attention. I paused at the door before I picked up and started to approach them where they were seated. Once I got closer, Clara noticed my presence and cleared her throat, stopping the jokes. Now her gaze was fixed on me. “How wicked can you be?” she began, her words laced with venom. “Hurting your father just so you can hurt me? Isn’t that madness?” I snapped my inten