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128: Bites Mark And Bad Vibes
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My 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-05My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 132: The Audacity
HANNAH’S POVI watched Vivian walk away, her heels striking the stone path with a rhythm that echoed louder than it should have. Her usual confident stride faltered ever so slightly as she turned her head, her sharp, calculating eyes meeting mine for just a heartbeat.My stomach twisted, but I stood my ground, arms folded tightly around my son as if daring her to come back and try again. She didn’t. She disappeared around the corner, her silhouette vanishing into the afternoon haze. Only then did I allow the breath I’d been holding to escape in a slow, controlled exhale.“The Freaking Audacity,” I muttered under my breath, my voice low but seething. The thought churned in my mind, poisonous and sharp. Does she really think she can just march in here and demand to see my son and I would just let her?I shook my head, bitterness rising like bile in my throat. Vivian had forfeited any claim to my son the moment she decided her selfish desires mattered more than family.The audacity of he
Last Updated : 2024-12-06My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 133: Eva's Show
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Last Updated : 2024-12-06My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 134: New Game Plan
EVA’S POVThe confrontation with Hannah lingered in my mind as I walked away, my heels striking the stone floor like a relentless drumbeat. Each click echoed in the silence, amplifying the storm brewing inside me.Andrew’s gaze burned into my back, a searing weight I couldn’t shake. But I refused to turn around. I’d pushed him—I knew that much—but how far? And worse, how far would he go to defend her? That nosy bastard.The air in the corridor felt colder, carrying the bite of her words. My fingers brushed against the rough wall for support, unease coiling tighter in my chest with every step. Would she really tell Xavier? And if she did, how would he react? I knew he was fiercely protective of her—and that brat of hers. Had I just made the biggest mistake of my life?Her voice still rang in my ears, low and steady, yet sharp enough to draw blood. Beneath her calm exterior was something sinister, something calculating. I’d felt its edge.By the time I reached my quarters, my thoughts w
Last Updated : 2024-12-07My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 135: Risky Business
EVA’S POVI leaned in close to Vivian, my breath warm against her ear as I whispered the plan. I felt the subtle tremor ripple through her frame. When I pulled back, I searched her face, desperate for the flicker of agreement that could tether us to the same course.But her eyes widened instantly, flashing with alarm as her body went rigid, her breath catching like a startled bird’s.“Eva,” she hissed, her voice trembling with disbelief. She stepped back as if the words themselves had weight, forcing space between us. “That’s insane. Do you even hear yourself?”Her fingers curled and uncurled at her sides—a telltale sign of her nerves. Her gaze darted to the door, the panic there unmistakable, as though expecting it to burst open at any second.“It’s reckless,” she continued, her tone sharp but unsteady. “It’s like lighting a match in a room full of gas. Everything could blow up!”I sighed, frustration bubbling beneath a fragile mask of calm. I couldn’t lose her to fear—not now.“Vivi
Last Updated : 2024-12-07My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 136: Little Temptation
VIVIAN’S POVAs I walked away from Eva’s house, a wave of relief washed over me. Talking to Eva was always a rollercoaster ride, but today felt particularly intense. I replayed our conversation in my mind, pondering her bold suggestion.It was daring, to say the least, but a small part of me was tempted to try it. Desperate times called for desperate measures, didn’t they?As I turned the corner onto my street, I spotted a familiar figure standing by my front door. It was Coby, my husband, and he looked like he’d been waiting for me. My heart skipped a beat as I approached him, uncertainty swirling in my chest.What did he want? Had he found out about my encounter with Elder Elijah? Or was this just a coincidence? “Hey,” I called, forcing a brightness I didn’t feel into my voice. “What are you doing out here? It’s freezing.”He glanced up, his dark eyes locking onto mine. His expression was unreadable, a tight blend of hesitance and resolve. “You were at Eva’s again?”I nodded as I ca
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 003: Fall Of The Elder
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 002: Handwriting
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection Act Two: 001: Death Threats
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection Author's Note: End Of Act One
First, let me take a moment to say how much I appreciate all of you who have stuck with this book from the very beginning. Your support means everything to me, and I wouldn’t be here without you.As some of you may have noticed, this month’s daily updates have come to a close. But don’t worry—this is just the beginning! Act One of the story has officially wrapped up, and Act Two is coming next month. Expect tangled loose ends to unravel, shocking betrayals, and explosive moments from both heroes and villains. Trust me, the drama is just heating up.Before we move forward, though, I have some serious questions for you. Let’s get real, dive deep, and stir the pot:1. Who is your favorite character—and do you think they’re as good or as heroic as they seem? What flaws do you see in them that others might not?2. Which villain do you secretly root for? Come on, admit it—some of them have charm, wit, or motives that make them oddly irresistible. Who’s your guilty pleasure villain, and why?
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 221: Kitchen Therapy
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 220: Gone But Not Forgotten
HANNAH’S POVTwo days later, the Shadow Moon Pack gathered beneath a gray, brooding sky, heavy with unshed rain. The damp earth clung to our boots as if nature itself shared in our mourning. Grief hung thick in the air—almost tangible—pressing down on every chest, every breath.We hadn’t yet recovered from Ella’s death, and now we stood here again, burying Cecilia. The ache was relentless, a gaping void that refused to be filled.The whispers about Vivian’s death had not died down. They lingered, a low murmur of unanswered questions and unspoken fears. Her mysterious and unresolved passing hovered like a ghost at the edges of our collective mind. No one dared speak of it during the ceremony, but I saw it in their eyes—a quiet unease weaving through the crowd like a thread pulled too tight.I stood at the head of the grave—Cecilia’s grave. Her name felt foreign and jagged in my mind. As the only family she had left, the task of leading the rites fell to me. My voice didn’t waver as I s
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 219: Gone
Hannah’s POVI stayed by Cecilia’s bedside all night, my fingers interlaced with hers as though my grip alone could anchor her to this world. The doctor’s words replayed in my mind, relentless and cold: Her heart is getting weaker.What if she woke up and I wasn’t there? What if the moment I left, she slipped away? The thought clawed at me, suffocating. So I stayed rooted by her side, refusing to move an inch.The dim hum of the monitors was both a comfort and a threat, the steady rhythm of her heartbeat a fragile promise. I watched her chest rise and fall, willing each breath to continue. Her skin was pale—translucent almost—as though the light of life inside her was dimming.By morning, exhaustion wrapped around me like a heavy coat. I rested my head on the edge of her bed, the blanket warm and worn beneath my cheek. Sleep stole me in brief, flickering moments where memories danced—Mom in the kitchen, the smell of vanilla and cinnamon filling the air, her laugh a melody I hadn’t rea
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 218: Vigil And Villain
COBY’S POVFor a brief moment, his smirk faltered. It was subtle, almost imperceptible, but I saw it. That tiny crack in his armor bolstered me."You think I don’t see what you’re doing? You’re trying to bait me, Elijah, but it’s not going to work. I came here for justice, and I’ll get it—whether you like it or not."Elijah’s playful demeanor evaporated, replaced by something colder, sharper. "Careful, Coby," he warned, his voice icy. "You’re treading on dangerous ground. If you want to keep your precious little life intact, I suggest you tread lightly."I leaned in close, so close I could feel his breath against my face. "You don’t scare me," I hissed. "You’re nothing but a coward hiding behind your power. And when the truth comes out, the pack will see you for what you really are."I turned and walked away, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel his gaze boring into my back, but I didn’t look back. Not now. Not ever.He might think he’s clever, trying to pin this on me, but I w
