Novel & Cerita Blurred Lines 1 Chase

He's back again. I simply grinned. This one is too blind. He was so numb that he could only see Jack. "You're too blind and numb, Troy." I said I was stopping him. "A-Me? What?! I'm not blind! And I'm not even numb!" "Hey, why can't you see me?" I have an urgent question. I worked hard on him and leaned on the couch. "The blind and numb award goes to only you, Troy." He snorted and looked down.

Replaced by something cold, something creeping and slow. A chill Slithered down my spine, curling at the base of my neck. The rush of Control I had Felt moments ago vanished, replaced by something else. Something darker. I stared at the screen, the city lights flashing outside, suddenly distant, blurred. The hum of the engine, the faint chatter of the driver’s radio, it all faded into static. The baby isn’t his. And my grandfather’s death also. The air in the car felt thinner, the leather seat beneath me no longer a throne of victory but something constraining, suffocating. My grip on the phone tightened.

At this moment, facing the threat, he held back his anger and asked: "What do you want?" “I will contact you when we get ashore. Take good care of Suzan’s sister and Kate. If you do anything to harm their reputation, you will pay a heavy price for it. Eight hours later, at eight o’clock tomorrow morning, pay attention to answer the call...We will have a good talk then.” The other party dropped a threat and hung up. Charlie was so angry that he hit the sofa and couldn't understand. How on earth were these videos taken? Suzan was searched when he got on the cruise ship, and even his mobile phone was taken away. Therefore, the video of the two of them was not shot by Suzan.

They were far-off echoes I could barely place anymore. "Daisy," a voice called out behind me. I turned, and my expression went cold. Carl was already charging toward me. I slammed the door, but he jammed his hand into the gap just in time. His fingers were crushed instantly, and the skin turned an ugly blue. He clenched his jaw, refusing to let go even as the pain twisted his face. "Just let me talk to you, please?" His voice sounded almost pleading. I froze. Was this really Carl?

I muttered into the helmet. I went full throttle. The bike surged beneath me, turning the world into a blur of gray asphalt and chrome. I became a needle threading a haystack, weaving between cars with surgical precision while the cruisers got choked out behind a wall of semi-trucks. I glanced back just once to see them fading in the distance, trapped and raging, and tossed a one-fingered farewell over my shoulder before disappearing into the horizon. ———————————————————————————————————————

“I think we should go. It’s getting late.” The hard lines on Chase’s jaw became more prominent, and his sharp features became even more pronounced. Suddenly, he yanked my wrist. His fingers dug into my arm and went up to my neck and the back of my head. He still knew where to touch me—where my magic points were. “Let me go,” I warned in my calm voice. “I’m sorry. I forgot you’re seeing Adam.” He moved back and squeezed his brows with his fingers. “You’re right. It’s getting late.”

(Jeffrey) I tap the right arrow key on my keyboard and the image on the monitor shifts to the next high-resolution file. I zoom in on Chase Warren’s hand. It’s splayed wide and heavy across Natasha’s lower back. The midnight blue silk of her dress looks thin enough to tear. My jaw locks. Chase is looking at the camera, completely ignoring the goddess in his arms. He’s treating her like a corporate asset, the way he always has. Like a shiny hood ornament he brought out to distract his board of directors.

How ironic,he now flaunts her in front of me and her coldness towards me kills me a thousand death at a time. "Chase please help me to remember everything from last night.Its not normal.I never loose my control over my desires not even in my unconscious state."I shake my head in denial. Chase has special powers to take someone in past events through mind link or sometimes he sees the future which is very rare.His mother was a witch from a very powerful clan and father a werewolf making him a hybrid in our pack that's why he was too thrown out by Adrian along with me.

Our conversation comes to a stop when I get a mindlink from my father he seems frantic “Faith where are you? There’s an army at our borders we are under attack” “I’m at the base father I’m coming back now” “Hurry my girl they have found a weakness in the protection barrier” I relay everything back to chase who seems worried we jump off the fort platform and as we do we are instantly ambushed. Someone grabs us both from behind and I feel a prick in my neck. Everything starts to go fuzzy the last thing I see before I succumb to the darkness is alpha Charles whipping chase across the face. I want to call out to chase but I can not move nor talk just like that everything goes black.

Quickly, I swipe the blindfold off my face, blinking a few times to adjust. We aren’t in the Loyalty Pack anymore. We cruise down a straight road, cars passing us, but none knowing what is going on within this car. It’s swamp like around us, flat and endless in all directions. Looking beside me, I eye Chase. He looks at the road blankly, no emotion there. No remorse for dragging me away from the island for a reason he hasn’t told me yet. There’s no doubting it’s Chase over Ren. That voice, his attitude and demeanor, and of course, when he glances at me, that icy blue eye is blazing.