Chapter Fifteen
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LIAM'S POV
We walked into the interrogation room where Jonathan was sitting, waiting. When he saw Alpha Foster, you could practically feel his fear.
"You were the one on duty when my daughter was attacked?" Alpha Foster asked.
"No," Jonathan said and repeated the same story Kyle had told me.
"Why would you trust him and leave your post?"
"He's the rightful Beta. I was no place to question his orders. I would give my life for my Luna."
"Hm." Alpha Foster said. "Where's this Nick person?"
MADISON'S POV
I sat in the living room doing my homework. The time read 8:50pm. Someone knocked on the door and I got up to go answer it. I walked over to the door opened it. I was shocked to see Liam standing there.
"May I come in?" He asked.
"Yeah." I said, moving out the way. He walked past me and I closed the door. "So, how did you-"
His lips crashed into mine before I could finish my sentence. I kissed back, he picked me up with ease and I wrapped my legs around him. I felt my back hit the door as my hands went into his soft hair. The kiss was definitely more heated than most of our kisses, more passionate. Then, he pulled away and placed me back on the ground leaving me so unsatisfied.
"Your dad told me." He said casually, walking into the kitchen.
I composed myself and walked into the kitchen. "You talked to my dad?" I asked.
"Yeah. We had a long conversation." He opened the refrigerator and grabbed an apple.
"About what?" I asked, sitting on the counter.
"You," he bit his apple and continued talking. "and stuff."
"Thanks for being specific." I said sarcastically, jumping down from the counter.
"Where are you going?" He asked, following me as I walked to my room.
"To take a shower." I grabbed a oversized jumper and a pair of underwear.
"Cool." He smiled and tried to follow me into the bathroom.
I pushed him back. "Alone." I said.
"Your loss." He said, walking away.
I rolled my eyes and shut the door. I stripped down and turned on the hot water before stepping into the shower. I let the hot water relax my body. I washed my body but avoided my hair. Once I was done, I stepped out into the cold air and grabbed a towel and dried off. I slipped on my panties and oversized, thick jumper. I walked into my room to see Liam spread out across the bed on his back.
"Umm, Liam?" I said, throwing my dirty clothes in the hamper.
"Hm?" He replied lazily.
"What are you doing?"
He looked at me and smiled. "Let's cuddle." He said.
"Cuddle? No, you have to leave."
"Why?" He whined.
"Because my dad comes by every morning and he has a key."
"It's not like he doesn't know I'm here." He paused, sitting up. "Well, he doesn't... but he said I was allowed to see you."
"You've seen me." I said, walking out the room.
"That's cute." He said, following behind me.
"What's cute?"
"You acting like you didn't miss me when you obviously did."
"It's cute that you tell yourself that."
Before I knew it, he grabbed my waist and pulled me into his hard chest. "You know you love me." He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "You don't have to say it. Your body language says it all."
I turned around and pushed him back. "I have homework to finish. I'll see you tomorrow." I said, walking into the living room and sitting on the couch.
"Can I at least get a goodnight kiss?"
I sighed and got up. "Fine." I said walking over to him and pecking his lips. "Goodnight." I said, pushing him out the door.
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I woke up to cold breeze. I rolled over to look at the time but my alarm clock wasn't working. What the- I smelt bacon cooking. Is this a dream? I got up and walked out the room. I went into the kitchen to see Liam standing there shirtless, putting bacon on a plate.
"Morning." He smiled. "I made you breakfast."
"What are you doing here? What time is it?" I asked sleepy and confused.
"Your dad let me in and it's 10:20."
"What!?" I yelled. "Oh my god I missed school."
"Relax. Schools everywhere were canceled. It's snowing and the power is out. Because everything in my house requires electricity I decide to come here and make breakfast. Good thing you have a gas stove."
"Snowing?" I walked over to the balcony and looked out to see a thick blanket of snow. "Great."
"Eat." He said.
I turned to look at him. "Put on a shirt." I said, walking over to the table.
"Put on some pants." He shot back.
I glared at him and sat down. I took the plate and began eating. I could feel his eyes on me. "What?" I asked looking up at him.
He shrugged and walked into the living room. I shook my head and continued eating. Please let this snow stop soon.
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