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199: Unexpected Company
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection Author's Note
Dear Readers,First, let me say a heartfelt thank you for being part of the journey with *My Mate's Betrayal and Rejection.* Seeing your love for my story through your comments and engagement has been a source of immense joy and motivation for me. As a writer pouring my heart and soul into this story, your support means more than words can express. Writing takes time, energy, and passion, and every bit of encouragement makes a difference. That’s why I’m reaching out to you today: if my story has touched your heart, made you smile, or even brought you to tears, I kindly ask for your support. By sending virtual gifts, you’re not only showing your appreciation but also helping me continue to create the stories you love. Your generosity helps keep this journey alive and ensures I can focus on bringing you even more captivating chapters. Every little token of appreciation counts, and it means the world to me as an author. Thank you for your kindness, and for being such an amazing part
Last Updated : 2025-01-13My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 200: Final Words
HANNAH’S POVThe cool night air brushed against my face as I stepped out of the prison, a sense of relief washing over me. I had said everything I needed to say to Vivian—everything I’d been holding back for years. It felt good—exhilarating, even—to finally let it out.She always thought she was untouchable, smarter than everyone else. But going after Jackson? That was her fatal mistake. Now, she would face the consequences, and while execution might seem harsh to some, Xavier was convinced it was what had to be done.As I stood there, breathing deeply, the sound of a car engine pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up and saw Xavier’s car pulling into the compound. My heart tightened. I knew he’d be upset that I came here after he explicitly told me to stay home with Jackson. I braced myself for the inevitable scolding.“Xavier,” I managed, my voice barely more than a whisper.He didn’t speak right away. He crossed the space between us, his boots crunching against the gravel. Then, be
Last Updated : 2025-01-14My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 201: Who Dunnit
HANNAH’S POVHis presence was solid and grounding. I leaned back into him, letting my head rest against his chest. His gentle sway back and forth was comforting, like a silent lullaby.For a while, we stayed like that, the quiet hum of the room filling the space between us. Then he turned me to face him, his dark eyes searching mine.“Talk to me,” he said, his voice low, almost pleading.“What are you thinking about?” he asked, his voice soft but weighted with curiosity.I hesitated for a second, then admitted, “Vivian.”He sighed, and I could see the exhaustion etched in his features.“Is there really no other way to punish her?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Does it have to end with her execution?”Xavier’s jaw tightened, but he held my gaze steadily.“The law of the pack demands justice,” he said firmly. “A life for a life. No exceptions.”I nodded, the sadness in my chest spreading. It wasn’t Vivian’s fate that pained me—I couldn’t muster any sympathy for her—but the t
Last Updated : 2025-01-14My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 202: Flickering Footage
XAVIER’S POVI stood frozen, watching the tremor in Hannah’s hands as she clasped them together. Her face was a canvas of fear and confusion, her eyes flitting between mine and the floor, as if searching for answers in the cracks of the wood.She had been through so much already, and now this? Whoever was behind Vivian’s death had chosen the perfect storm to try to frame Hannah—if that was their intent. But they had underestimated one thing: I would never let anything happen to her.After she told me what had happened last night, I began piecing together the possibilities. Vivian’s death wasn’t random. It couldn’t be. She knew something, and someone wanted her gone. The timing was too convenient. The question was, who had the most to gain from silencing her?“I need you to trust me, Hannah,” I said, taking her hands again and giving them a little squeeze. Her eyes searched mine, and after a moment, she nodded.“Good. I’ll take care of this. But for now, you need to stay out of it. No
Last Updated : 2025-01-15My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 203: Unscheduled Visit
Xavier’s POVHe stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. The sound echoed in the silence that followed—a seismic rupture in the fragile tension that had held us together. I stood there, rooted to the spot, my eyes fixed on the blank screen. Its faint glow cast shadows on the walls, amplifying the enormity of it all. The weight of betrayal settled over me, heavy and suffocating, as though the air itself had thickened.This wasn’t just about Vivian’s death. No, this was a warning—calculated, precise, and merciless. A blade aimed straight at the heart, designed to draw blood and instill fear in equal measure.But they didn’t know me as well as they thought.They believed I’d crumble, that I’d accept the narrative they’d written. They underestimated me.A creak from the door broke through my spiraling thoughts. I turned sharply to see Kas enter, his shoulders stooped under the weight of something invisible yet tangible. His expression was a storm—grim, his eyes shadowed with
Last Updated : 2025-01-15My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 204: Flustered And Freaking Out
EVA’S POVThe moment I opened the door, the air seemed to shift, heavy with a presence I couldn’t ignore. Alpha Xavier stood there, his piercing gaze boring into me, and beside him was Kas, his silence thunderous.My breath hitched, caught in my throat like a snare, and I panicked. My fingers tightened on the doorframe. Every nerve in my body screamed to shut the door, to pretend this wasn’t happening, but a nightmare I needed to wake up from."Eva." Xavier’s voice was smooth, low, and steady—a tone that carried authority without needing volume. His eyes locked onto mine, and I felt a shiver ripple through me, as if he could see the secrets I fought to bury.My instincts roared to life, urging me to move, to act. I pushed against the door, trying to close it, but Xavier was faster. His boot wedged effortlessly into the gap, the creak of the wood against his weight a sharp reminder of my helplessness."Not so fast." His voice was calm, but the edge in it was razor-sharp. The prickle of
Last Updated : 2025-01-16My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 205: She Got What She Deserved
XAVIER’S POVAs Kas and I stepped out of Eva’s house, silence fell between us—heavy and electric, like the air before a storm. I couldn’t shake the image of Eva’s face: pale, defiant, her eyes darting like a trapped animal. She’d insisted she had been home all night, yet the quiver in her voice betrayed her words.“She’s hiding something,” I murmured, my voice barely audible over the crunch of gravel beneath our boots.Kas walked beside me, silent at first, his profile rigid. Finally, he glanced my way, his eyes sharp but restrained. “You think she did it?”I sighed, the weight of uncertainty pressing harder. “I don’t know,” I admitted, shaking my head. “But she’s involved. The way she reacted—shaken but not broken—it doesn’t add up. We’re missing something.”Kas didn’t respond. His gaze drifted to the horizon, as if searching for answers among the fading stars.We drove in silence, each lost in our thoughts. The early morning hours were quiet, but my mind was anything but. I couldn’t
Last Updated : 2025-01-16My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 206: Dreaded Visit
HANNAH’S POVInstead of calling Cecilia to deliver the devastating news of Vivian’s death, I decided to go in person. She deserved that. She deserved the truth spoken face-to-face, no matter how much I dreaded the moment her world would shatter.Xavier agreed to come with me, though we both knew his presence wouldn’t lessen the weight of the task. Before heading to Cecilia’s, we stopped by Kara’s to drop off Jackson.The car ride was suffocating, a silence thick with the words we weren’t saying. My fingers fidgeted with the hem of my sleeve as I stared out the window, watching the world blur by. When Xavier parked in front of Kara’s house, I broke the quiet.“I’ll talk to Kara,” I said softly, barely looking at him. “She might ask... questions.”He nodded, his hands gripping the steering wheel a second too long before he released it. “Take your time,” he murmured.With Jackson in my arms, I walked to the door, every step feeling heavier than the last. Kara opened it almost instantly,
Last Updated : 2025-01-17
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My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 004: Framed And Fuming
ELIJAH’S POVThe air in the dungeon clung to my skin, damp and heavy, thick with the stench of mold and rotting straw. Every breath felt like inhaling decay. Somewhere in the distance, chains scraped against stone—a hollow, metallic sound that slithered into my ears like a cruel whisper.I shifted, the jagged wall biting into my back, but the pain barely registered. My mind was elsewhere, unraveling the web of deception that had ensnared me.The note—my handwriting, every letter a perfect imitation—was a noose tightening around my neck. A threat against Vivian, as damning as it was false. I knew my own script: the rhythm of my strokes, the slight imperfections born from years of habit. But this? This was a forgery, designed with precision and purpose. And now, with Vivian dead, the stage was set for my fall.My fists clenched in my lap. Who wanted me gone badly enough to orchestrate something so meticulous?Xavier or Coby.Xavier was calculated, a man who moved like a shadow on a ches
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 003: Fall Of The Elder
XAVIER’S POVI left Hannah standing in the living room, her hands clenched into tight fists at her sides. Her lips were parted as if she wanted to say something—anything—but no words came. The fear in her eyes cut deeper than I wanted to admit.I didn’t look back. I couldn’t.The afternoon sun slapped against my skin as I stepped outside, sharp and unforgiving. But it did nothing to cool the fire raging in my chest. My breath came fast and uneven. The note crinkled in my fist, its inked words seared into my mind like a brand.This wasn’t just evidence. It was a death sentence.Elder Elijah—my advisor, the most respected among the elders, the man who had stood beside me for years, whispering counsel in my ear and earning my trust—had ordered my son to be poisoned. He had orchestrated Vivian's murder.A growl rumbled low in my throat as my Lycan clawed beneath my skin, restless and enraged. My muscles tensed, every part of me demanding blood, vengeance. I forced my legs to move, stead
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection 002: Handwriting
HANNAH’S POVThe drive home felt endless, each turn of the wheel dragging against my muscles like lead. My grip tightened on the steering wheel, the note on the passenger seat a searing weight on my conscience. Every word on that paper was carved into my mind—cold, deliberate, and damning.Whoever wrote it knew what happened that night. It confirmed once more that Vivian’s death wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t a mistake. It was planned.A breath shuddered through me as I pulled into the driveway. The house stood silent, its windows dark like hollowed-out eyes. I wasn’t ready for this. I wasn’t ready to face Xavier—not when my thoughts were a tangled mess of fear and fury. But there was no time to process, no space to hesitate.I stepped out of the car, the note still clutched tightly in my hand, and made my way to the door, my steps slow but purposeful. I couldn’t hesitate now.Inside, the house was quiet. I didn’t need to search for Xavier—I could feel his presence even before I found
My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection Act Two: 001: Death Threats
HANNAH’S POVThe morning sunlight slanted through the window, painting golden streaks across the wooden floor. The warmth should have been comforting, but it wasn’t. It’s been a week since mom was buried and also the first time am about to leave the house alone.I knelt, adjusting the strap of my shoes with steady hands, but my heart pounded in a slow, uneasy rhythm. Behind me, the quiet hum of Jackson playing with his blocks filled the air, the soft clatters of plastic meeting the floor. But I felt him watching me.Xavier.He stood by the door, arms crossed, his stormy eyes dark with unspoken thoughts—concern? Frustration? Both, maybe.I didn’t look up. Not yet.“You’re sure you don’t want me to drive you?” His voice was low, careful—controlled. But underneath it was something raw, a plea dressed as a question.I forced a small smile, finally meeting his gaze. “I’ll be fine, Xavier. It’s just my mother’s house.”His jaw tightened, a flicker of doubt flashing across his face. He dragg
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
XAVIER’S POVWhen I walked in with Jackson in my arms, I half-expected to find Hannah where I’d left her—probably curled up in bed, either crying or staring at the ceiling in exhausted silence. Instead, the sharp, rhythmic sound of a knife against the cutting board greeted me.She stood at the kitchen counter, sleeves rolled up, dicing vegetables with a precision that bordered on mechanical. I stopped in the doorway, the sight hitting me harder than I expected.Her movements were smooth but rigid, her shoulders tight, her jaw clenched. She wasn’t just cooking dinner—she was trying to hold herself together, gripping that knife like it was the only thing tethering her to the ground.I set Jackson in his high chair by the table. He giggled, his little legs kicking with unfiltered joy.“Stay here, buddy,” I whispered, brushing a hand over his soft curls.As I moved closer to Hannah, I softened my footsteps. She didn’t look up, didn’t even acknowledge me. Her focus was unyielding, each cho
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
