บททั้งหมดของ My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

ANDREW/LILY POVLily’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her voice trembling with a mix of shyness and determination. “I liked him too, Luna. A lot.” Her words hung in the air, fragile yet undeniable, as her eyes flickered down to the dirt beneath her shoes. It was as though admitting the truth had stolen her strength.Hannah’s grin was instant—bright and mischievous. She clapped her hands together, her delight spilling over like a bubbling stream. “Well, that settles it then! You should go with him, Lily. No point hanging around here when you could be... you know.” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.“Wait, are you serious?” Lily’s brows pulled together in a small frown, her gaze darting between Hannah and me. “We still have—there’s stuff we haven’t finished—”“It’s fine,” Hannah interrupted, her tone light and airy but with a layer of knowing beneath it. She leaned closer, her voice dropping conspiratorially. “Go, Lily. Don’t overthink it. I’ll take care of the rest.”I stepped forw

LILY’S POVThe familiar sight of the pack house greeted us as Andrew’s car rolled to a stop in front of my place. Andrew turned off the engine, his fingers lingering on the key for a moment longer than necessary. He exhaled softly—a sound that felt like the release of a weight neither of us wanted to name.“I had a great time today,” I said, turning to look at him. My voice was light, but my chest tightened, betraying how much I meant it.His eyes, warm and steady, found mine. A smile tugged at his lips—soft but earnest. “I did too, Lily. More than you know.”A blush crept up my cheeks, and I looked down briefly, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear. “We should do this again,” I ventured, the words leaving my mouth before I could second-guess them.Andrew’s smile deepened, his gaze never wavering. “Definitely.”The quiet that followed wasn’t awkward. It was charged, filled with the kind of unspoken tension that makes you hyper-aware of every detail—the soft tick of the cooling e

XAVIER’S POVAs I stepped into our home, the tension in my shoulders unraveled like a frayed rope, the familiar warmth of the living room washing over me. My gaze landed on the two anchors of my world.Hannah sat cross-legged on the couch, her hair tumbling loosely over her shoulders, a strand curling near her cheek as she scrolled through her tablet. She looked up as the door clicked shut, her sapphire eyes crinkling into a quiet smile.Across from her, Jackson was sprawled on the carpet, his tiny hands working diligently to stack colorful blocks. He furrowed his brows in exaggerated concentration, his tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth.When one of the blocks tipped over, his high-pitched giggle lit up the room—a sound so pure it eased the last vestiges of tension from my body.“Dada!” Jackson’s voice rang out as soon as he spotted me, his face lighting up like the blocks he’d abandoned. Without hesitation, he scrambled to his feet and bolted toward me, almost tumbling

VIVIAN’S POVThe wind bit at my cheeks as I stormed down the sidewalk, each step harder and faster, as though I could outrun the weight pressing on my chest. The laughter and chatter from the pack center faded into the background, a distant hum drowned by my boiling frustration.The title of Luna felt less like a crown and more like a noose today, tightening with every shallow breath I took.The memory of Coby’s smug smile lingered—his broad shoulders draped in the admiration of the elders—while I stood beside him, a silent ornament. I had played my role: graceful, composed Luna they expected me to be. But inside, my patience had worn razor-thin.My thoughts kept returning to the one face absent from today’s Crimson moon pack gathering: my mother’s. Deep down, I already knew where she had gone.As I turned the corner, my suspicions solidified. There she was, her stride light and her expression glowing with excitement, as though she’d just stumbled into paradise. Her smile widened when

Vivian’s POVElder Elijah stood up, pulling me to my feet with him. He reached behind me and unzipped my outfit, peeling the black vinyl down my skin until my breasts popped out of the top.As he continued undressing me, he captured one of my nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue and sucking in a wonderfully familiar way.He released me all too soon. I helped him with the rest of my outfit, stretching it over my heel and tossing it aside.Elder Elijah dropped to his knees and started untying the laces of my shoes, taking his sweet time and kissing my legs as he went. When he was finished, he sat back on his desk, returning to the same place he had been before letting his intentions be known. He was waiting for me to do something, and I didn’t hesitate to oblige.I didn’t try to come up with something creative—I just straddled him. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I kissed him deeply, rocking slightly on his lap.I caressed his chest with my hands, the heat radiating off his skin