All Chapters of Forbidden Entanglement With My Father In-Law: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Myra’s Pov The old Voss Corporation hall had seen better days.I stood at the entrance with her arms folded across my chest, staring at the enormous room before me.Dust floated lazily through the shafts of sunlight coming through the tall windows. Several of the curtains had been removed from their rails, leaving the windows bare. The wooden floor was still sturdy, but it had lost its shine beneath years of neglect. Along one wall, a few faded banners bearing the old Voss Corporation emblem hung crookedly.There were scratches on the walls.Peeling paint near the windows.A cracked section of plaster above the stage.And one particularly ugly stain on the ceiling that looked like it’s been there for a while. I let out a gentle breath.“This,” she said, “is what we are working with?” Valery stepped beside me and looked around.“Yes.” I pressed my lips in a thin line. It actually looked worse than I had pictured.“That was not reassuring.” Valery laughed.“You asked what we were work

Myra’s pov The conversation shifted to the children’s area.Valery became particularly enthusiastic.“We need something for them to do between activities.” I smiled.“What are you thinking?” I asked. “Drawing tables.” She said simply. “Good.” I nodded. 'Coloring sheets, Simple board games, Storytelling.” She went on. “Face painting.” She added and I paused.“Is that safe?” I asked. Although I’ve seen some children do it at pack events. “We’ll use child-safe products.” Sera added, “And one trained volunteer supervising that area.” She said thoughtfully. I nodded.“Fine.”We decided to create a small children’s corner decorated with paper stars, clouds, balloons, and colorful drawings.“There would be tables covered with washable sheets. Crayons and pencils would be placed in containers. Games would be arranged on a separate table. And a quiet corner with cushions would be available for children who become overwhelmed by the noise.” Valery said in one breath. I nodded. I liked

Lila povThe streets of Blackwood were covered in snow, as I stepped outside I clutched my coat tighter around me. The city felt different from what it used to be. The normal bustle of people going about their day was missing, replaced by a weird stillness that set my nerves on edge. Even the ever-present crows, perched on the lampposts like black watchmen, seemed quieter, their beady eyes watching my every move.The plan was to look for Dominic but I had no idea where to start from, so I opted for the library. He was there once, maybe he'd return. Going to the library was strange, I couldn't push away the feeling of being watched. But each time I looked beyond my shoulders or turned around, no one was there. The street was rather empty like I saw it earlier.I could see the library ahead, its tinted windows reflecting the soft light of the rising sun. I pushed the door open, stepped inside, and was immediately hit by the thick silence. The air felt heavier than the last time I was he

Lila povDominic led the way, his movements purposeful and confident. Selene kept me by her side, her watchfu gaze scanning through the forest, while Marcus brought up the rear. Every sound—the crack of leaves underfoot, the distant howl of a wolf, sent a wave of unease through me. I wondered why we were walking instead of going in a car. But I concluded it must be because our movement had to be a secret.I hardly noticed the coldness of the night air. The events of the previous several hours overwhelmed my thoughts. Surrounded by people or werewolves, allegedly, who said I was destined to be someone's mate, I had found myself in a world I didn't comprehend. I was the unwilling protagonist in what felt like a warped fantasy book."How much farther?" I asked, breaking the silence."Not much," Dominic replied without turning around. "We're almost at the border of Silverclaw territory.""And what happens when we get there?""You'll be safe."The simplicity of his answer only added to my

Myra’s pov Right that afternoon I looked myself in the mirror for the one hundredth time.Nothing was wrong.Absolutely nothing.But it was somehow all wrong.The dress was hanging nicely against my body, it seemed to be perfect. I was very well put together. Once my hair was styled twice. The heels next to me wore the same outfit as well.Yet I found myself gazing and gazing.“Again you're doing it.”Then, my thoughts were interrupted by Sera's voice.I looked her in the mirror.I watched as she lay on the sofa with her arms crossed, and treated me like a science experiment.“Doing what?”“Overthinking.”I rolled my eyes.“I’m not overthinking.”“You have changed clothes 4 times.”“Three.”“Four.”“Three and a half.”She laughed.I hated that laugh.It was probably mostly for the fact that she was right.I took a seat on the stool in front of the vanity, huffing in a complaintant way.Well, perhaps I should change into something else.“No.”What if it's more?“It isn’t.”“If it's no