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093: Kiss And Tell
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COBY’S POVI knocked on the bathroom door, pressing my ear to the wood, waiting. Silence. My heart thumped heavily in the stillness, anxiety gnawing at me from the inside out."Vivian," I whispered, my voice soft but desperate, though I knew she couldn’t hear me over the running water. I let out a shaky breath, slid to the floor, and pulled out the note I’d scrawled earlier. "Vivian, we need to talk – Coby."I slipped the note under the door, hoping it might reach her in a way my words couldn’t. Hannah’s voice echoed in my head—her threats, her clipped tone, the icy edge in her eyes when she’d warned me. Vivian was dancing with danger, and I had to make her understand.If she kept this up, she'd face Hannah’s wrath, and I couldn’t bear to think about what that would mean. Vivian didn’t know the weight of the consequences, but I did. She had to stop. She had to.But even as I thought it, I could see that familiar defiance in her eyes, that spark of stubborn resolve. She was relentless.
Last Updated : 2024-11-13My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 095: Whispers In The Woods
COBY'S POVI pushed myself harder, the cold night air biting into my lungs—sharp and unforgiving. Each breath was a struggle, icy needles stabbing into my chest, but I pushed through, ignoring the burn, letting my wolf’s instincts take control.The thrill of the run was exhilarating, blurring the doubts that clawed at me with every pounding heartbeat. The woods were dense, shadowed—foreign. One wrong step could mean a run-in with the pack patrol, or worse... a rogue.I slowed down, letting my paws glide over the damp earth, savoring the rich scent of leaves and soil. For a brief moment, I felt like I belonged here—lost among the trees, just another shadow slipping through the night.The burdens of Hannah, of Vivian, of everything, faded, replaced by a raw, grounding quiet. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, letting the wildness seep into me.A faint murmur broke the silence, snapping me from my trance. My ears perked up, curiosity prickling as I padded forward cautiously. A chill c
Last Updated : 2024-11-13My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 096: Pack's Dirty Laundry
XAVIER’S POVThe council members shuffled out, some casting sidelong glances, their faces unreadable masks. I held my expression steady, nodding at each one as they passed. “Thank you, gentlemen. Your input has been invaluable,” I said, keeping my voice steady but subtly dismissive.When the door clicked shut, I turned to the only one left. “Stay, Elijah. I need a word.” My tone was sharp, slicing through the quiet room.Elijah’s bushy eyebrows arched, and he sank back into the seat across from me, an amused smirk hinting at the corners of his mouth. “Well, this sounds serious, Alpha,” he said, his voice light with forced innocence, but there was a glint of something darker in his eyes.“It is,” I replied, my voice steady as I leaned back, steepling my fingers. “I’ve received some troubling reports about you and… Lily, Elijah.” I let the words settle heavily between us, measuring his reaction. “And when I say troubling, I mean accusations of a forced sexual relationship. Threats.”Eli
Last Updated : 2024-11-14My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 097: Mate's Night Out
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Last Updated : 2024-11-14My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 098: Night Under The Stars
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 050: Set It On Fire
XAVIER’S POV The night clung to us like a suffocating shroud as we crept toward Elijah’s house. The forest was alive with the restless whispers of the wind. My men moved like wraiths behind me, their presence a steady, silent hum of loyalty. Kas was at my side, his sharp eyes darting across the dark corners, his jaw clenched so tightly I could see the muscle twitching. My mind was a blade, honed to a razor’s edge. No hesitation. No mercy. Not after what Elijah had done. “Search the house,” I ordered, my voice low but slicing through the stillness. “Bring him in—dead or alive.” The words hung heavy, a storm brewing in the air. My men nodded, their movements precise as they fanned out. But as we neared the front door, my Lycan senses prickled. The familiar scent of pine and damp earth was tainted—sharp, acrid. Gasoline. My nostrils flared, and a growl rumbled deep in my chest, raw and guttural. “Stay back!” I barked, throwing my arm out to halt them. My heart hammered against
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 049: Stages Of Grief
ELIJAH’S POV The hospital’s sterile air clung to my skin as I left Hannah behind, her words echoing in my mind like a death knell. Xavier wasn’t a man who forgave, and his wrath would be a storm I couldn’t outrun. But I couldn’t think about that now. Andrew was the priority. Finish him, then vanish before Xavier’s claws could find me. I hurried home, my heart pounding like a war drum. The streets blurred as I drove, my knuckles white on the steering wheel. Beatrice. She didn’t know how close we were to the edge. She didn’t know how much danger we were in. As I neared my home, my lycan stirred uneasily, a low growl rumbling in my chest. Something felt... off. The ache in my chest wasn’t just fear—it was something deeper, something close to dread. When I pulled up to the house, the silence hit me like never before. There were no guards. No servants. Just an eerie stillness that made my skin crawl. My lycan’s growl turned into a whine, a sound I hadn’t heard in years. “Beatrice
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 048: Saved Souls
ANDREW’S POV The room erupted into a frenzy of motion as the doctors rushed in, their faces a mix of shock and forced calm. My chest heaved, and my hands trembled at my sides, slick with sweat. The echo of my own voice still rang in my ears—raw, desperate, pleading for help. My eyes stayed locked on Lily, her fragile form almost swallowed by the sterile white sheets. But she was alive. Awake. Her eyelids fluttered, and the sight hit me like a sucker punch. Relief and guilt crashed together in a storm I couldn’t begin to sort out. The doctors moved around her with practiced precision, their murmurs a low, clinical hum. I stood frozen, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst. Every second stretched into an eternity, every beep of the monitor a cruel reminder of how close I’d come to losing her. Finally, one of the doctors—a woman with kind eyes and a no-nonsense air—turned to me. Her smile was small but real, and it felt like the first crack of sunlight after a lon
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 047: Blood, Bandage, And Bedside
ANDREW’S POV The cold, damp air of the dungeon clung to me like a second skin as I burst into the open. My chest heaved, not just from running, but from the raw, unrelenting fury burning in my veins. Beatrice was gone—her lifeless body left behind in that cursed cell—but Elijah… Elijah was still out there. And he would pay. I shifted into my wolf form, my paws pounding against the earth as I raced toward the main house. The guards and servants scattered like leaves in the wind, their shouts fading into the background. They weren’t my concern. My focus was singular, unyielding: find Elijah. Make him suffer. Make him regret digging his claws into what was mine. But as I tore through the forest, my wolf’s instincts sharp and unerring, I collided with a force that stopped me dead in my tracks. Alpha Xavier and his men stood before me, their presence commanding and unshakable. Xavier’s piercing gaze locked onto mine, and I shifted back into my human form, my body trembling with a mix
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 046: Dinner And Dagger
ANDREW’S POV The heavy dungeon door creaked open, and Beatrice stepped inside, her boots echoing against the cold stone floor. She carried a plate of food, her grip tight, knuckles whitening. Her eyes flicked to me, and for a split second, I saw it—hesitation, a flicker of doubt. But it was gone as quickly as it came, replaced by a hard, angry glare. She was trying to convince herself as much as me. My heart hammered in my chest, but I kept my face calm. This was my chance—my only chance to break free. “Beatrice,” I said, my voice low but steady. “You don’t have to do this. Let me go. I’ll make sure Xavier knows you were just following orders. You don’t have to go down with Elijah. He’s just using you.” She stopped short, her lips curling into a sneer. “Save your breath, Andrew,” she spat, her voice sharp but with a tiny crack in it—a fracture. “You’re going to die soon anyway. Why don’t you just shut up?” She dropped the plate in front of me. The bowl clattered, soup slos
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 045: Guarding And Glaring
HANNAH’S POV Elijah’s footsteps faded down the hallway, and I finally let out the breath I’d been holding. My chest felt tight, my heart hammering so hard I thought it might burst. I turned to Lily, my hands trembling as I reached for her. Her face was pale, her chest rising and falling in shallow, mechanical breaths. I leaned closer, my fingers brushing her wrist to check for a pulse. It was there—faint but steady. Relief washed over me, but it was short-lived. The image of Elijah hovering over her, his cold gaze lingering, sent a chill through me. He hadn’t come to check on her. He’d come to finish what he had already started. “Lily,” I whispered, my voice breaking. I took her hand, squeezing it gently as if I could will some of my strength into her. “Please, wake up. You have to fight. We need you.” My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard, blinking back tears. “You’re not alone, okay? I’m here. Xavier’s here. We won’t let him hurt you again.” Her hand twitched—just the sl
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 044: One Wrong Move
ELIJAH’S POV The heavy dungeon door groaned as it swung shut behind me, its iron hinges screaming in protest. My boots scraped against the uneven floor, each step a deliberate act of defiance as Andrew’s muffled groans faded into the oppressive darkness. My chest tightened, a volatile mix of anger and satisfaction coiling deep within me. He deserved this. Every agonizing second of it. Beatrice caught up with me, her face a mask of worry. “We need to kill him before Xavier returns and finds out. If we’re caught, it’ll be over for both of us.” I glanced at her, slightly irritated. “Not yet, Beatrice. I want him to suffer more before I end him. He stays alive for now, and that’s final.” She sighed, shaking her head. “You’re making a mistake. Keeping Andrew alive is too dangerous, especially with Xavier sniffing around. It’s not about Andrew himself—it’s about what happens if Xavier returns with more guards to search for him.” I considered her words for a moment, the scenario
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 043: Chained Up
ANDREW’S POV The cold was the first thing I felt—sharp, biting, like teeth sinking into my skin. It wasn’t just the chill of the dungeon; it was alive, slithering through the air, wrapping around me until I could barely breathe. My head throbbed, each pulse a cruel reminder of the blow that had knocked me out. My body ached, every muscle screaming as I shifted slightly. Then came the sound—a sharp, metallic clink. Chains. My wrists were shackled, the cuffs digging into my flesh, and my ankles were anchored to the floor with heavy iron. I was trapped. I blinked, my vision swimming as it adjusted to the dim, flickering light. The walls were slick with moisture, the stones jagged and uneven, as if they’d been carved to inflict suffering. The air reeked of mildew and decay, a nauseating stench that clawed at my throat. This wasn’t just a cell; it was a tomb, a place designed to crush hope. And then I saw him. Elijah stood a few feet away, his silhouette sharp against the gloom.
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 042: Smells Fishy
XAVIER’S POV I stormed out of the hospital, my mind racing as I headed straight for Elijah’s compound. Andrew’s impulsive decision to confront Elijah alone was reckless, and I knew it could only end in disaster. Elijah wasn’t the kind of man you confronted without a plan, and Andrew’s grief and rage had clouded his judgment. I had to stop him before it was too late. When I arrived at Elijah’s house, the guards at the gate immediately tensed, their hands hovering near their weapons as they recognized me. I didn’t have time for their games. “I need to speak to Elijah,” I said, my voice sharp and commanding. “Now.” The guards exchanged uneasy glances but eventually stepped aside, allowing me to pass. I strode through the compound, my senses on high alert. The place reeked of arrogance and deceit, and I hated every second I had to spend there. Elijah was waiting for me in the main hall, his expression calm but his eyes sharp. “Xavier,” he said, his voice smooth and mocking. “To wh
