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My in-laws had hidden the child quickly and thoroughly. Finding any trace of it wasn't going to be easy. I kept my expression neutral. "Mom, Matthew needs his diploma and certificates for the shareholder meeting the day after tomorrow, and we can't find them anywhere. I came to check if they're here." "Oh no, that's important!" The two scrambled, pulling open drawers and rummaging through cabinets. I walked into the living room and let my eyes sweep across every corner. There was no sign that a child lived here.

Whenever Zeus tells her that he loves her, she finds it unbelievable. "Remember before I asked you if you were hiding something from me? You said no, but little did you know at that time. I already know about your secret and it hurts me, but I still keep on asking you because I wanted to give you a chance. I wanted you to say it right in front of my face because I know I can forgive you if you did. But what did you do? You keep on lying to me. I don't want to leave you that time, Zeus, because I love you and it would kill me if I did that. But as time goes by, I can't let myself get hurt, so I decided to leave you and hide our child from you because I don't want her to experience what I expe

Her fear instantly picked up the pace of her heartbeat. Terra could hear rhythmical stomps like soldiers walking towards them and their aisle and Terra pulled her hand from Noah’s eyes. Every instinct and thought she had was working on how to protect him. Terra motioned with a single finger to her lips for him to be silent and pointed to the old carpet covering the floor. Slowly, they lowered to the ground. Small crumbs covered the hard floor and Terra brushed her back against the bottom of their seat to hide from view. Noah followed, hiding under the seat in front of them. Terra heard the boots coming closer and held her breath.

Cecile stammered. But Grandmother turned away, unwilling to hear more. Cecile clenched her fists. Why is everyone hiding the truth about Rose’s father? What secret are they keeping? In the hotel hallway, Diana collided with Sam. “You?” she spat. “What are you doing here?” Sam smirked. “How’s the family? How’s that expensive shawl of yours? Hope it is still good?” She ignored him. “I came here to use the restroom,” Sam added cheekily. “These air-conditioned hotels, ah, the luxury! No wonder you like hanging around here too.”

I asked desperately, rubbing my hands together like a junky going through withdrawal. Ash moved to me and held my face in the palms of his hands, “Ben and I will go on ahead. You need to stay here. Try in whatever way possible to mask your scent. Burn some wood around the house and spray one of the air fresheners in the house. You need to stay hidden. Do not leave this house, do you hear me?”

As I neared the perimeter, I hid behind a large tree trunk, scanning the area with anxious eyes. As I observed the pack’s hideout from a distance, my eyes took in the details, absorbing every inch of the surroundings. The hideout was nestled amidst a dense cluster of ancient trees, their towering forms providing a natural shield from prying eyes. It was a place of both secrecy and power, a sanctuary for the pack to gather and strategize. The entrance to the hideout was concealed by an intricately woven tapestry of vines and foliage, camouflaging it against the backdrop of the forest.

Being exiled from the pack and becoming a rogue was probably my best option. The stress of keeping the secret was eating away at me. My heart was constantly racing, my palms were sweating all the time, and I kept feeling like I was going to throw up whenever I ate anything. No matter how stressed I got, though, I was not going to lose my job over this. I would hide the truth, no matter how many times Ronan and Alex asked me if I’d discovered anything new about the mystery woman in Ronan’s room. “The situation has not been resolved yet,” I would say with a smile. Alex would usually return my smile, but Ronan would just glower at me and storm off. It was better than the alternative, though: hi

“We should probably find a means to hide this. It is our only way to contact Luca.” I mulled over it for a while. We did have to hide the phones. If they were cautious about hiring just maids, who was to say they didn't have a routine check or some shit? “We'll stuff it in our bras. That's the only safe means I can think of.” Olivia hummed in agreement. With a groan, I rose to my feet and peeled off my dress. Walking towards the bathroom, I turned on the shower and scrubbed the grime off my skin, while thinking of the next move to make.

Her skin seemed undecided about staying in this world. “What have you dragged to my door, wolf-cub?” she rasped. “My cousin,” Kael said, respectful but unafraid. “She needs to be hidden.” Those misted eyes pinned me. “You wish to pass among males unseen.” “Yes.” My voice didn’t shake.

“If we leave, that’s when we’re gonna die. Because you can’t run, I can’t carry you, I would do the obvious, which is leaving you to die. Let them come find us. It’s better, I don’t have the strength to run a marathon.” “You’re crazy.” “That’s the best option.” “What am I gonna do with you.” We remained silent waiting for them to come, but they didn’t, I was clutching tightly to my dagger in my hoodie. Hiding them so Louis doesn’t get to see a thing, we hide in silence, though it was silence, we been this close it felt nice... instead, we heard their movements, they were leaving. Why didn’t they come to find us? I shoot out, out of our hiding. They were gone.