All Chapters of The Mate He Hates: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Alpha Edward's POVFor the past three days, Amanda has been making sure to avoid me. She ensured our paths didn’t cross. Despite my busy schedule, I made sure to eat at the table to see her, but she never showed up. Only Sophie and Liam appeared at the table.My thoughts drifted to the last time I saw her, when we made out right here in my office. I could recall how she moaned for my touch, making me wonder if she was also feeling what I felt.A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts, and I asked the person to come in. Walking in was one of the spies I had sent to investigate Matthew.“Any news?” I asked, eager to know what Matthew had been up to.“Greetings, Alpha.” He bowed his head, and I gestured for him to speak.“Sire, according to my findings, I am 100% sure that Beta Matthew is having an affair with a woman named Lina.”“Her name is Lina?” I raised a brow, and he nodded. “Yes, sire. Inside here is all the information you will need.” He stepped forward and handed me a brown e

Amanda's POV“You are lying to me, Amanda,” he grunted, seemingly annoyed by my words.“Lying to you?” I asked with uneasiness. Does it mean he has noticed that Matthew doesn’t sleep in the mansion, let alone share the same room with me?“Yes, let me in first,” he demanded.I wanted to deny him entry, but the look on his face showed that he wouldn’t be taking no for an answer. Left with no other choice, I stepped away and watched him enter the room. I closed the door and leaned against it. He turned, and we held each other's gaze for a moment before he looked away, then back at me.“Why didn’t you tell me?” His question got me confused, and I furrowed my brow. “Tell you what?” I asked, puzzled.“That you and Matthew aren’t together; you guys are just co-parenting,” he grunted, and I swallowed hard. How did he come up with such a conclusion?“I know that he doesn’t want you as his mate; you don’t have to hide it,” he added, and I swallowed nervously. At least he is still unaware that I

Amanda's POVFor a moment, I moved my gaze across everyone. My eyes met with Alpha Edward’s, and I could see the relieved look on his face. It was obvious the presence of Elisa's mother was a relief to him, but it wasn’t for me. I knew I was in big trouble. Confused and panicked, I looked in Beta Matthew's direction, and just like me, he wasn’t in a good mood. He looked worried and confused. “You have been hiding for years,” Alpha Edward spoke as he walked closer to Elisa’s mother. He stood just an inch away from her, his anger burning in his eyes as he stared at her. “First, you are going to tell me how you made my wolf think your daughter Elisa is my mate, and secondly, you are going to tell me the name of the lady who saved me, and you will do it now!” he demanded, while my stepmother scoffed bitterly, glancing my way. Our eyes met, and she glared at me with hate and disgust. The hatred in her eyes was so consuming that I wondered what I had ever done to make her hate me this much

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I staggered back, the weight of her accusations pressing down on me. The memories of every hurtful word, every act of cruelty I had inflicted on her came rushing back. I wanted to protest, to argue that I hadn’t known, that I had been deceived too, but the truth was, nothing could excuse the pain I had caused her. “Amanda, I—” I began, but she cut me off, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt. “Do you know what it's like to live in constant fear, Alpha Edward? To wake up every day wondering what fresh hell awaits you? You took everything from me: my dignity, my peace, my hope. And now, you expect me to just forgive and forget because you were also a victim of deceit?” Her voice cracked, but she held herself with a strength that made me realize just how much I had underestimated her. “I don’t regret lying to you, and for the mate bond, I don’t want to be your mate. I’d rather be wolfless than bear your mark and be your mate!” she yelle

Alpha Edward's POV Storming into my room, I walked over to the bar, took out a bottle of dry gin from the shelf, and poured myself a generous amount. The burn of the alcohol as it went down my throat was a welcome distraction from the turmoil inside me. My hands trembled as I clutched the glass, my mind racing with a storm of emotions. How did it come to this? The question echoed in my mind. I had lost so much—my mate, my son's childhood, the trust of my best friend. And all because of the rage and deception that had blinded me. My reflection in the mirror behind the bar looked haunted, a man broken by his choices. The memory of Amanda’s words pierced me again. She had every right to hate me. I had been a monster, driven by pain and a misguided sense of justice. But underneath it all, I was still a father. Liam was my son, and I won't let go of him, not now that I knew the truth. I drained the glass and poured another, trying to drown my guilt and sorrow. But no amount of alcohol c