Chapter 274

274 – Who Did Baxter See?

Madeline:

“Huh?” I asked her again. I was breathing slowly to calm my nerves.

It hurt me to imagine that Baxter had been wronged for years. All that time, he must have been so hurt.

Hearing all that, seeing me talk about him, and then those text messages. It seemed like he was the real victim.

And of course he took sides with Yuvonne. Because he had told me that after I left, he had trouble with transitioning.

His wolf was coming out very often, but she stayed with him. She took care of him.

And he had every right to date her after I broke him. I could not ask for any friendship code at this point. He did not owe me anything.

“Are you accusing me or asking me?” Lena questioned, her voice eerily calm.

“I want you to be honest with me,” I whispered, closing my eyes because I was scared she would say something that would make me ashamed of myself.

“Madeline, I was not awake all those years. I woke up, and I remember every time I woke up and did something. Even if you did not and you had blackouts, you remembered everything later on, right?” she asked, presenting evidence that it could not have been her.

I opened my eyes and placed my hand on my chest, feeling relieved until the confusion returned.

“But then he said he saw us,” I told her, reminding her of his words.

“Either he is lying or something big happened. Something very sinister,” she explained, and then she fell silent.

“Isn’t it weird that what he saw us saying was the exact kind of things that were said to him in the texts?” As Lena mentioned that, I started to rub my temples, almost massaging them, trying to kickstart my brain.

I would have said that it was something done by that family I used to live with, but I knew that I did not say those things, and Baxter kept repeating that he had seen me, seen my face, and heard my voice.

“How is that even possible?” I asked Lena, hit by confusion again and again.

“I don’t know, but I have a strong feeling they did something. What could that be? I have no clue,” Lena told me. 1

We talked about things, and then I finally fell asleep. I noticed that Lena was a little upset with Baxter.

She did not say it out loud, and I did not ask her out loud, but I could tell she was not happy that he was accusing her.

The next day, I was the one who woke up early. I checked on my children’s clothes, but they were still wet.

It was still pouring outside. I stepped into the living room and noticed that Baxter had been sleeping too.

He had not slept properly in more than a week, so it was understandable that he wanted to relax.

I fixed the blanket around him and then watched his face in silence.

“You fancy him a lot, don’t you?” Lena asked, and I nodded, not hiding it from her.

I watched him for a few more seconds before walking away. I wanted to prepare something for him, a good

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breakfast.

An alpha like him, a man with such a big physique, needed good food.

I rubbed my hands together, looking around, and then 1 set a pot of water on the stove and added oats I found on one of the shelves, stirring them with a wooden spoon while the smell of wet wood drifted through the kitchen.

I mixed in a handful of dried fruit and nuts to make it sweeter for the children.

I cracked a few eggs from the cupboard and cooked them in a pan with a little oil, watching the whites turn firm and the yolks to settle.

This family had done everything to steal around, and I could tell this because they had done it to me also.

They had taken things along with the baskets, and there were some baskets where names were written.

They were a bunch of thieves, but I must say, they had done a great job until karma struck them or whatever happened to them.

The cabin did not have a refrigerator, but I used the powdered milk we found and stirred it into the oats until it thickened.

I kept glancing at Baxter and then checking my children’s door to see if they had woken up.

Then I decided to prepare coffee for Baxter because I knew he loved it.

I set another pot to boil and added coffee grounds I found in a sealed tin.

As I waited for the water to darken, the warmth from the stove reached my hands, and I took a deep breath, trying to stay focused while I prepared everything, hoping they would enjoy breakfast despite where we were and the worries we had.

I wanted to be in my present mind now and fix things instead of complaining like a child.

I remembered when I arrived back in the werewolf community, I had been a strong woman.

All the worries and everything I understood had turned me one step back, but I was ready to take action now.

By the time I was preparing everything, I heard a loud knock on the door, and instantly I had a bad feeling.

I rushed out of the kitchen with the plates in my hands, holding the eggs and other food, and I looked at Baxter, who had just woken up and was staring at the door.

Our eyes met, as if we both knew something was not right.

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