Claimed by My Ex Chapter 270 Chaos at the Engagement

Chapter 270: Chapter 270 Chaos at the Engagent

Lilith’s POV

That evening,when I arrived at Sabrina’s house to pick up Clara, she was already sitting on the couch waiting for .

"Clara fell asleep," she said softly. "She played so much today, she wore herself out."

I sat down beside her. "Thank you for watching her."

Sabrina looked at , her gaze steady. "Cassian told ."

I knew exactly what she ant,about

agreeing to beco Grant’s mate.

I let out a sigh."Sabrina, I don’t have a choice. Marrying him is the only way I can reclaim my mother’s inheritance."

"I get that you have your reasons," she said quietly. "But Grant... he’s been harassing you for years. That was never courtship,it was sexual harassnt.Still, it’s your decision, and I’ll respect that."

I leaned over and hugged her. "Thank you. That ans a lot to ."

"Just be careful around him," Sabrina warned. "Keep your guard up."

"I will," I murmured.

Then she looked

in the eye and said, "If you can’t find a proper adoptive family for Clara...I promise you, Cassian and I will take care of her. We’ll raise her as our own. You can trust us with her, completely."

Gratitude flooded my chest, my eyes stinging with tears. "Thank you," I whispered.

Thursday arrived sooner than I expected.

Today was my engagent day to Grant Ellison. I asked Sabrina to watch over Clara while I was away.

As I arrived alone at the Grand Hotel, I couldn’t help but feel like I was walking toward my execution rather than an engagent ceremony.

Grant, a new energy mogul in the upper echelon of werewolf society, had spared no expense. He’d rented the entire hotel and invited countless guests to witness our engagent. The extravagance made

sick to my stomach.

The formal dress I wore wasn’t my choice,Silas had specifically selected it. As the makeup artist applied heavy blush to my cheeks, she frowned with concern.

"Miss Hartwell, have you been overworking yourself? Your face is so pale... it doesn’t look healthy."

I wasn’t overworked. I was dying.

My father stood nearby, letting out a sigh that sounded almost sympathetic.

"Lilith, raising a child on your own has taken too much out of you. Once you marry Grant, you won’t have to struggle anymore. You can finally focus on getting your strength back."

I didn’t respond.

Only I knew the real reason for my pale skin and rapid weight loss.

Inside , Thea whimpered softly, already sensing our body was beginning to give out.

When Grant saw

after the makeup was finished,thin but ethereal in the formal dress,his eyes locked onto

and didn’t budge.

He had wanted

since I was eighteen, back when my face was still full, my skin unmarked, and my eyes still carried the light of youth and innocence.

Even now, at twenty-nine,no longer that naive girl, not after prison, not after motherhood, not after being hollowed out by sickness,his desire for

hadn’t faded. If anything, it had only grown stronger.

I felt sick seeing the hunger and greed in his eyes instead of love. He looked at

like I was just a doll he’d bought with money.

"Lilith," Grant reached for my hand, his voice quivering with excitent, "let’s go announce our engagent to everyone."

I pulled my hand away and turned to my father.

"Alpha Silas," I said coldly, refusing to call him ’Dad’ anymore, "we had an agreent. Half of my mother’s heritage was to be returned to

at the engagent. No heritage, no announcent."

My father signaled to my brother Leo with a glance.

Leo handed

a small box. Inside were my mother’s gold jewelry and a bank card.

"The PIN is your birthday," my father said, then added, "The rest will be returned when you and Grant are legally mated."

Grant couldn’t contain himself. "Sweetheart, why wait? Let’s get engaged today and marry tomorrow. I promise I’ll love you, cherish you, and protect you."

I knew what awaited in Grant’s ho. If I married him imdiately and moved in with Clara, his five spoiled sons would tornt my daughter rcilessly. And after I died, my precious cub would be left with a stepfather who didn’t truly care for her.

I said firmly."The engagent is today.The mating ceremony will be in three months. Otherwise, there won’t be a marriage at all."

I needed those three months to find a suitable adoptive family for Clara. I knew Sabrina would help

if I asked but unless it was my last resort, I didn’t want to burden her.

Brett’s POV

Grant had invited every werewolf elite in Ravendale City to their engagent party,everyone except . He’d even given security my photo with strict orders to keep

out.

We’d been bitter rivals for years, fighting countless tis over Lilith.Now he thought he could keep

away from her engagent party?

When I forced my way in, I couldn’t find her anywhere. All I saw was her father and brother, drinking and laughing with the other guests.

I overheard soone kissing up to her father: "Alpha Silas, your adopted daughter stole research secrets from Blood Moon Pack and leaked them to your rivals at Greystone Heights pack.Yet you’ve forgiven her and arranged such an excellent marriage. You truly have the heart of a Alpha."

He sighed. "A family misfortune indeed. Lilith strayed from the right path because I spoiled her too much. It’s my duty to guide her back."

"You truly are an exemplary father," the guest replied.

I clenched my fists, disgusted by the familiar flattery and hypocrisy of high society. They thought marrying a piece of shit like Grant was a good outco for Lilith? My face darkened.I didn’t know what made

angrier: that she would agree to marry just anyone, or that her family would arrange this.

I strode over, cutting into her father’s conversation. "Where is Lilith?"

Surprised by my presence, her father and brother exchanged glances. "Grant didn’t invite you. How did you get in?"

I hardened my expression. "I asked where Lilith is."

Leo glanced toward the crowded ballroom. "She was just there. Grant probably took her to discuss their mating ceremony plans."

Lilith’s POV

I awoke in a hotel suite, my head spinning, my limbs heavy and unresponsive.

I hadn’t eaten anything at the engagent party. The only thing I’d consud was my pain dication, washed down with bottled water brought by a server.

Had the water been tampered with? I tried to get up but found I could barely move. It had to be Grant’s doing. I needed to escape imdiately.

As panic rose in my chest, the bathroom door opened. Grant erged wearing only a white towel around his waist, his corpulent upper body exposed. With each step he took toward , my revulsion intensified.

"Tonight, you’ll finally be mine, Lilith," he said, his eyes roaming over

like I was a prized possession.

My disgust grew, but I could barely lift my hand, let alone escape. The rest of my body refused to respond.

Grant dropped his towel and lunged toward . "I’ve wanted you for so long, Lilith. So, so long."

He yanked away my wrap, pinning my frail body beneath his bulk. With a tearing sound, both the hem and neckline of my dress ripped open. His repulsive, aty hands reached for my legs.

In that mont, I managed to grab the small canister from my hidden pocket and sprayed directly into his face.

"Psssst! Psssst!"

The unexpected liquid hit Grant’s eyes, and he imdiately clutched them, howling in pain. "Ahhh! My eyes!"

The air filled with the acrid, eye-watering scent of pepper spray. I always carried it,a habit ford from years of raising Clara alone. I worried that if sothing happened to , no one would be left to care for my daughter.

While Grant rolled around screaming, I tumbled from the bed. Even with the thick carpet, pain shot through my weakened body as I hit the floor.

With no strength left, I still had to escape. Thinking of Clara waiting for

at Sabrina’s house, I used my fragile arms to drag myself toward the door.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open with trendous force.

Soone rushed in, and I saw it was Brett, veins bulging at his temples, eyes blazing with fury.