All Chapters of My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

ROSS’S POVThe moment I stepped into Xavier’s ruined house, the metallic tang of blood hit me like a punch to the gut. My eyes locked onto Roman’s body, sprawled across the floor, his chest torn open, blood still seeping into the cracks of the wooden planks. My beta—my brother in everything but blood—was gone. Just like that.A low growl rumbled in my chest, my fists clenching so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. Roman. Not him. Not like this. The rage inside me was a living thing, clawing at my ribs, demanding release. Whoever did this… they’d pay. They’d pay in screams and blood.“XAVIER!” My voice tore through the silence, raw and guttural, echoing off the crumbling walls. “You think this ends here? You think killing my men will stop me? I’ll rip you apart, Xavier! I’ll make you watch as I destroy everything you love. You’ll beg for death before I’m done with you!”My boots thudded against the stairs as I stormed up, each step heavier than the last. The air was thick with th

HANNAH’S POVCoby’s eyes darkened as he stepped closer, his voice a low growl. “You’re throwing away your chance at survival. You’re walking back into a warzone. Why would you do something so fucking stupid?”“Because he’s my mate!” I shouted, my voice breaking. “Because I love him, and I’m not going to abandon him—not now, not ever. So don’t you dare stand in my way.”For a moment, we stood there, locked in a silent battle of wills. Then, to my horror, Coby reached for Jackson, wrenching him from my back. Jackson screamed, kicking and thrashing in Coby’s arms. “Mommy! Mommy!”“Give him back!” I lunged for my son, but Coby stepped back, holding Jackson out of reach. His eyes were wild, his voice a snarl. “If you want to throw your life away, fine. But I’m not letting you take my son with you.”“Your son?” I screamed, my voice raw with desperation. “He’s not your son! He’s mine! Give him back to me!”Jackson’s cries grew louder, his small hands reaching for me. “Mommy, please!”Coby’s g

XAVIER’S POVThe moment I stepped out of the shadows and saw Ross standing there, my blood turned to fire. The bastard was inches away from Hannah and Jackson. Coby lay on the ground, bloodied and writhing, but my focus was razor-sharp—my mate, my son.My family.Relief and fury collided in my chest, a storm I couldn’t control. They were alive, but Ross’s proximity to them ignited something primal, something savage within me.Ross turned slowly, his smug smirk faltering for just a heartbeat. His eyes flickered—hesitation. He was expecting me.Good.My claws flexed, their sharp points glinting in the dim light. The growl that tore from my throat echoed through the trees, low and guttural. “Don’t tell me you’re scared, Ross,” I snarled, my voice a dangerous rumble. Every word dripped with venom.Ross tossed Coby aside and straightened, his muscles coiled like a spring. He wiped blood from his lips, his smirk returning, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Xavier,” he drawled, his tone drippin

HANNAH’S POVThe moment Xavier collapsed, my world shattered. My heart stopped, the air ripped from my lungs, and everything around me blurred into a haze of panic. I lunged toward him, desperate to reach his side, but before I could take two steps, a hand tangled in my hair, yanking me back with a force that made my scalp burn.I gasped, my vision swimming, and for a split second, I forgot everything—Jackson, the danger, the chaos. All I could see was Xavier, motionless on the ground, his chest barely rising.“Xavier!” I choked out, my voice breaking.Jackson’s small hands clutched at my leg, his tiny fingers digging into my skin as he cried, “Mommy! Mommy!” His voice was high-pitched, frantic, and it tore at my heart. I reached for him instinctively, but the man holding me tightened his grip, dragging me further away.“Let her go this instant!” Ross’s voice cut through the chaos, cold and sharp. His tone was laced with disgust, and the pressure on my scalp vanished as I was shoved f

XAVIER’S POVConsciousness returned in jagged fragments, each one a sharp stab of pain. My body felt like it had been trampled upon—every muscle screamed, every bone throbbed with aches. The air was heavy, thick with the stench of sweat, blood, and something rotting.Darkness clung to me, pressing down like a weight. For a moment, I wondered if this was what death felt like—cold, suffocating, endless. But the searing ache in my ribs with every shallow breath told me I was still alive. Barely.Memories flickered, disjointed and blurred. The attack. The screams. The blood. And then… Hannah. Jackson. My family. My chest tightened, a sharp, visceral pain that had nothing to do with my injuries. Ross’s smug face flashed in my mind, his laughter echoing in my ears. I’d been so close to ending him. So close. And then… nothing. Just pain and darkness.I groaned, the sound low and guttural, as I tried to move. The cold bite of chains around my wrists stopped me, their metallic clink echoing in