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123: Trust Issues
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 124: Turn Of Event
Lily’s POVThe couch creaked as I shifted closer to Andrew, letting his warmth seep into me. The faint scent of cedarwood and the lingering traces of vanilla from the nursery filled the air—a comfort I hadn’t realized I needed until now.The day had been long, filled with squealing pups and the cheerful chaos of caretakers, but here, wrapped in the solace of his presence, it all melted away.Andrew reached for the popcorn bowl, his smile boyish and inviting. “Alright,” he began, a mischievous spark lighting his eyes, “picture this: Crimson Pack’s summer festival. Fifteen-year-old me, convinced I’m the next big thing. The bonfire’s blazing, music’s loud, and there she is—the most beautiful girl, Hannah herself.”I smirked, tucking my feet beneath me. “Luna Hannah? Please don’t tell me you tried to flirt with her.”He chuckled, his cheeks flushing faintly. “Tried? Lily, I gave it my best shot. Except… well, ‘best’ might be generous. I walked up to her, heart pounding like I’d just run a
Last Updated : 2024-12-02My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 125: Wet And Wild Ride
LILY’S POVFeeling overly conscious of myself, I tried to cover my body with the sheet, but his hands stopped me midway.“Lily, don’t. Please, I want to see all of you.”I nodded, letting go of the sheet. I watched with bated breath as Andrew crawled into bed before me.“So pretty,” he mused. Using both hands, he parted my legs and leaned forward to run his tongue across my folds, as if I were the sweetest thing he had ever tasted.I had never heard so many sounds escape my lips before, but there was something about the combination of his licking and sucking that brought almost unbearable pleasure. I alternated between begging him to stop and pleading for him not to.Andrew slipped a finger inside me effortlessly—I was so wet. But that wasn’t what I wanted. Unraveling my legs from around him, I used his ears to pull him up my body.He was left in only his boxers, and I only had my bra on. I was thankful there weren’t unnecessary barriers between us. That made it much easier and quicke
Last Updated : 2024-12-02My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 126: Lost In The Moment
LILY’S POVAndrew’s arms wrapped around me like a warm blanket, his skin radiating heat against mine. I rested my cheek on his chest, where the steady rhythm of his heartbeat drummed softly beneath my ear. It was faster than usual, but so was mine—as if our hearts had found their own secret dance.I tilted my head, catching his gaze. His deep brown eyes held an unspoken tenderness, the kind that made my chest ache in the best way. He smiled—a smile so genuine it seemed to brighten even the dim light around us.“What’s on your mind?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hear his answer or just bask in the silence between us.Andrew chuckled, the sound a low vibration against my skin. “I was just thinking…” He paused, his lips quirking as though holding back something important.“Thinking what?” I pressed, raising an eyebrow.He shifted slightly, pulling me closer. “That I don’t know what I did to deserve this—to deserve you,” he admitted, his voice sof
Last Updated : 2024-12-03My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 127: Sweetness Of Surrender
LILY’S POVI began a rhythm, thrusting down hard on his cock, grinding my hips and finding the exact spot that made me whimper with pleasure. I was already on the verge of coming—the intensity too overwhelming to hold back for another second.He groaned with me as my walls clamped down around him and effortlessly flipped us over as I writhed in ecstasy, my climax exploding as I squeezed him tight inside me.“You have such a sweet pussy,” he whispered, his voice a mix of desire and reverence, continuing to thrust into me as I descended from the peak of my orgasm.His movements were everything I needed—long, hard, and unrelenting. His thick cock caressed my walls, igniting embers of passion that flared with each thrust. Every stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing over me, dominating my senses and leaving me barely able to contain my moans.As Andrew’s thrusts drove me wild, I felt another climax building within me, more intense than the last. I couldn’t believe it—I had never come so m
Last Updated : 2024-12-03My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 128: Bites Mark And Bad Vibes
ANDREW’S POVI walked away from Lily’s house with a slow, steady rhythm in my steps, a lingering warmth wrapped around me like a favorite blanket. The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and freshly fallen leaves, but all I could feel was the memory of her against me—her laughter still ringing in my ears, her sparkling eyes etched in my mind.Her smile... God, that smile. I could still hear the soft way she whispered my name when we made love back at my house.My lips curved upward as I replayed every moment: how she leaned into me, the way her hand fit so perfectly in mine. The thought sent a tingle racing down my spine, igniting something primal and electric. My thoughts raced toward tomorrow. I couldn’t wait to see her again.Lost in my reverie, I barely noticed the world around me until a sudden unease rippled through the air. My footsteps faltered. It was subtle at first, like the prickle of static along my skin, but it grew stronger with each step. I turned sha
Last Updated : 2024-12-04My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 129: Spy Games
ANDREW’S POVThe room was thick with tension, the kind that clings to your skin and makes breathing feel like a chore. I stared at Coby, the weight of his words pressing down on me. My chest felt tight, my pulse a steady drumbeat in my ears. He was still sitting across from me, his hands clasped tightly, knuckles white against his tanned skin. His jaw was set, but his eyes betrayed him—stormy, restless, searching.I broke the silence first. “Coby,” I began, my voice low and measured. “You know I’m with you, right? No matter what.”He looked up sharply, his gaze locking onto mine. For a second, I thought I saw something crack—the barest flicker of vulnerability. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared. His lips pressed into a firm line, and he nodded, though his expression didn’t soften.“I need you to do something for me,” he said, his voice hoarse. “This isn’t about loyalty. This is about trust.”I swallowed hard, feeling the shift in his tone. “What do you need?”He leaned forward
Last Updated : 2024-12-04My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 130: Mix Of Love And Duty
XAVIER’S POVI stood before the mirror, wrestling with the tie yet again. No matter how carefully I adjusted it, the knot seemed determined to defy me—too high, too low, slightly crooked. The reflection staring back at me was a mixture of determination and frustration, a man caught between his duty and his heart.Leaving was always the hardest part. Hannah’s gentle smile and Jackson’s unfiltered wonder haunted me every time. A small voice inside me begged to stay, to ignore the weight of leadership, and just be a husband and father. But the Lycan King couldn’t afford hesitation. Not now. Not ever.For once, Kasper wouldn’t be at my side. His unyielding loyalty and sharp instincts were needed here—to protect my family and secure the pack while I was away. I trusted no one else with such a task.I exhaled heavily and tore the tie loose in frustration. The silk slipped from my fingers just as Hannah walked in, the familiar sound of my suitcase brushing the doorframe.She paused, leaning
Last Updated : 2024-12-05My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 131: Awkward Encounters
XAVIER/HANNAH POVXavier’s POVThe steady hum of the engine filled the space between us, a calm rhythm that seemed at odds with the storm brewing in my mind. Kasper, ever focused, kept his eyes on the road, his expression unreadable. But I knew him well enough to sense when something was eating at him.He finally broke the silence, his voice low and deliberate. “Elder Luke is proving to be tougher than I thought.”I glanced at him, noting the tension in his jaw. “Still no trace of his other account?”“As much as I hate to admit it, it’s true,” Kasper said, his grip tightening on the wheel. “He has me meeting dead ends at every turn. The other pack’s warriors are pissed, Xavier. They’re not just questioning our ability to provide them with weapons—they’re questioning you.”My gaze hardened. “Let them. By the time I’m done with this meeting, they’ll remember why I’m Alpha.”He shot me a sidelong glance, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “That’s the Xavier I know. Just do
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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
