Chapter sixty six:

66.

Chloe's POV:

Right there on our pouch, stood my grandfather and husband. They looked to be in a grave communication and I felt the shivers course through and settle at my knees. It felt like my legs were about to give out from under me and I struggled to hold myself up.

I moved towards them, listening carefully to every little word they exchanged. My grandfather looked collected, while Marcus looked like he was struggling to keep his fist to his side and not slam it into my grandfather's face.

“Not. Happening,” Marcus growled out. “Keep my wife out of whatever shenanigans you've got going on,...