Seducing My Ex's Father In Law (Submitting to My Mate's Father-in-Law) by Caroline Above Story updated 2025 - 26 - Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law Chapter 836

Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law Chapter 836

“You have answers, and we have questions,” I blurted, stepping toward her.

Gavin’s grip tightened around my arm, keeping me from moving any closer. Coraline’s frown deepened as her gaze flicked between us, her expression pinched with clear disdain.

But when her eyes finally settled on me, something in her face softened—just barely. She exhaled and stepped back.

“Come inside.”

She moved away from the doorway, making room for us to enter. Gavin placed a hand on the small of my back, and I stepped in first with him right behind me. Coraline watched him like a hawk, her stare a silent warning.

“Take anything… and I’ll end you without hesitation,” she said through clenched teeth.

For such a small woman, the threat felt very, very real. Even Gavin—strong, powerful, confident Gavin—slowly raised both hands in surrender.

“I’m not my father,” he said quietly.

She held his gaze a second longer, then gave a curt nod and turned away, walking deeper into the house.

Only then did I really look around.

I wasn’t sure what I’d expected—dusty corners, cluttered shelves, maybe bundles of herbs hanging from the ceiling like we’d stepped into a witch’s den. But none of that was here.

Her home was… simple. Clean. Lived-in.

One big open room, wooden floors worn smooth by time. A woven rug in muted colors. A small couch with a knitted blanket draped neatly over the back. Shelves lined the far wall, filled with old books and glass jars—some empty, some holding dried leaves, stones, or things I didn’t want to inspect too closely.

A faint earthy scent hung in the air, grounding, warm.

My eyes drifted to the fireplace. A kettle sat over the flames, steam curling lazily from the spout, heating the room with a gentle, homely warmth that didn’t match the tension simmering between us.

Strangest of all, something about the place felt familiar.

Not the objects. Not the layout. Just… the feeling. Like I’d stepped into a place I shouldn’t know but somehow did. Like my bones recognized it, even though I didn’t.

I shoved that thought away immediately. This wasn’t home. I wasn’t supposed to feel safe here.

Coraline led us to a small wooden table near the shelves. Then she faced me again, her eyes scanning me slowly, clinically, so intensely that I shifted in my seat.

“Sit,” she said, motioning to the two chairs.

Gavin and I exchanged a look. He pulled out a chair for me, and I sat. He took the seat beside mine, immediately taking my hand again, holding it like he couldn’t bear to let go. Coraline’s gaze flicked to our joined hands, narrowing slightly.

“True mates…” she murmured. “Who would’ve thought?”

I blinked. “Sorry?”

Her gaze sharpened. “Nothing,” she dismissed quickly. “Just tell me why you’re here.”

I swallowed hard as Gavin gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. The pressure steadied me enough to speak.

“Ms. Blackwell—”

“Cora,” she corrected. “No need to be formal.”

Heat crept into my cheeks. “Cora,” I repeated. “I was born twenty-three years ago in a hospital on neutral territory. I know you were there that night. You took powers out of Lila Blackwell and put them into a Moon Gem. Lila has that gem now, but it’s clear it isn’t responding to her. We were hoping you could tell us why.”

Coraline crossed her arms, her expression turning stone-hard.

“The answer is simple,” she said flatly. “It’s not responding to her because it doesn’t belong to her.”

My heart slammed against my ribs.
“What?” I breathed. “I—I don’t understand…”

I had suspected. But hearing her say it out loud felt like the ground had tilted.

Coraline’s voice softened—not with kindness, but with certainty.

“You were right that I was there that night,” she said.
“But you were wrong about whose powers I removed.”

She held my gaze, unblinking.

“It wasn’t Lila’s powers I sealed inside that Moon Gem.”

A beat of silence.

“It was yours.”