Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 819

Livia:

I didn't know what had happened, but Madeline had suddenly started questioning me about all sorts of things, more specifically about the monster.

I should have known that, unlike Baxter or anybody else, Madeline would have a different approach to everything.

I'd heard about her before, about how she always, always sorted things out.

But she could multitask, which was why, even while dealing with Kaylee, looking for her child, fixing her home, her marriage, and her relationships, and taking care of the daughter she'd thought was dead, she somehow found the time to question me about the monster.

And I dipped.

I hated how I'd run from there. Because what was the point? Even if I ran away today, I'd have to face her tomorrow.

I couldn't just leave my werewolf home behind. She was a president's wife, and now was working with her husband in business too.

Of course, where would I go?

I didn't know. Maybe I just wanted to buy myself some time.

By the time I left for home, I'd already called my mother to tell her I was coming.

"What is going on? Why do you sound so anxious?" my mother asked.

After Sawyer was caught and kicked out, I'd thankfully found my mother sitting with the other prisoners.

Well, not exactly prisoners, but captives Sawyer had taken from the families of his guards.

Now my mother was back home, once again getting an anxious call from her daughter. I could only imagine how she was feeling.

"That new president's wife," I said, taking deep, heavy breaths.

"Oh, Madeline? Isn't she the old president's wife as well?" my mother questioned.

I nodded as if she could see me through the phone.

The cab driver was practically racing because I'd told him to.

"She was asking me all sorts of questions."

I paused and glanced at the cab driver from the back seat.

I didn't want to say anything he could overhear because I knew he had his ears on my conversation.

"About what?" my mother questioned.

I gulped and sniffled anxiously.

"Livia, are you home?" my mother's voice called from the room, making my face tighten and my heart jump into my throat.

"Livia, I just need to have a conversation with you. I'm not here to threaten you or anything," Madeline started.

She didn't turn around. She just reached a hand back and locked the door.

"Come on, have a seat," she said, pointing at my own couch.

I'd never felt so scared inside my own home, not even when Sawyer was after me. Back then, he didn't know my truth.

But Madeline was like a hawk. She had her eyes on every little detail, and right now, I could tell she was more interested in why I was wearing that pendant.

"I'd like you to leave because I have to spend some time with my mother. She's a little sick." I started making up excuses, but Madeline walked over and sat on the couch, crossing one leg over the other and looking as graceful as ever.

I turned toward the door to my mother's room, then looked back at Madeline before deciding to make a run for it.

However, I knew she'd figure out what I was trying to do.

I took a few steps toward the room and noticed that Madeline didn't even move. She just sat there, as if she were so confident I wouldn't run anywhere.

That was when my mother walked out, and I barely stopped myself from bumping into her and knocking her down.