Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 428 Uriah was silent, his mind racing. Was he worried?

Tegan sniffled, her voice small and uncertain. "Why does your mother hate me so much?"

She continued, her eyes shimmering with confusion and hurt. "My father gave his life to save yours, yet your mother treats me like I'm her worst enemy. Why?"

Uriah's eyes widened in shock, but Tegan grabbed his wrist before he could respond. With a gentle but firm grip, she pulled his hand away from her chin.

Sitting back, she turned to gaze out the window, her thoughts heavy with unspoken emotions. "I've tried to figure this out for years, but now..."

"Did Forrest give you an answer?" Uriah interrupted sharply.

Tegan hesitated.

An answer? Not exactly. Forrest hadn't provided answers, but he had certainly stirred up a storm inside her, leaving her with more questions than before.

Uriah leaned in, his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling in the tense air.

"Forrest isn't a good guy. Whatever he told you, forget it, okay?" His voice was cold, almost commanding. Tegan placed her hands on his chest, trying to push him away, but his grip on her neck only tightened. "Be a good girl, Tegan. Don't see him again, okay?"

struggled to catch her breath, glancing up at Uriah. They were so close, she couldn't read his expression, but she could

after hanging up with Stella and Tegan, her mind kept drifting back

but the place was swarming with security. She could have grown wings

table. The spread was a classic feast, dishes from all over Portis City, but Susanna barely touched her food, poking at

at her untouched plate. "I thought you were a big

are

cat

at your food like

bristled. Big eater? That was a bit harsh. She never claimed to be

her lips parting to speak, but the

Hull asked coldly,

tone was brimming with impatience, making

she supposed to bring it up? Should she just ask straight out why she'd woken up

she'd noticed some

said,

the thought. This was a

Hull continued, "Not hungry?"

her head.