All Chapters of My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Hannah’s POV"With the help of the doctor, an investigation was carried out on the victims," I said firmly, my voice steady despite the knot of tension in my chest. "The truth has revealed itself. You just have to take a look."The council murmured among themselves, a low buzz filling the chamber as I pulled out the doctor's report from my bag. My fingers brushed against the worn paper, feeling the weight of its significance. Lily, always quick to assist, handed it to Councilor Elijah, who accepted it with a nod."Honorable council," I continued, my eyes scanning the room, "I present this evidence to support my claims."A heavy silence fell as the councilors read the document, the only sound being the rustling of pages as they passed it along. I watched Elijah closely; his eyes moved over the words with sharp, focused intensity.Finally, Elijah spoke, his voice cutting through the silence. "The doctor's report and test results confirm wolf's bane and silver in deadly quantities."At t

VIVIAN’S POV"Is that so?" I asked, tilting my head, trying to read the flicker behind Eva's eyes. Her lips curled into a playful smirk—the kind that never quite reached her eyes.She nodded, slow and deliberate. "I can be of great help to you." Her voice was smooth, with a quiet undertone that felt like a trap, a secret wrapped in silk.I crossed my arms, narrowing my gaze. "What kind of help?" I demanded, liking exactly where this was going.Her grin widened, like she had just pulled the strings of a marionette. She stepped closer, lowering her voice to a near whisper, the intimacy of her words prickling my skin. "The kind that can bring Luna Hannah down. But first," she paused, her eyes gleaming, "you have to become my friend."I felt my muscles tense. "What's in it for you?" My voice was sharper now, suspicion laced into every syllable.Eva shrugged, her eyes never leaving mine. "Mutual benefits. You want her gone, and I do too." She leaned in, her breath warm against my ear. "If

ANDREW’S POVI gazed up at Coby, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might tear through my chest. Every beat echoed in my ears as I looked into his eyes, trying to find the courage to say what I had to.My throat tightened, and the words clung there, thick and suffocating. "Hannah has a son," I whispered, my voice barely escaping. The confession felt like a blade in my throat.His face shifted. The sharp, unwavering confidence he always carried faltered. For the first time, I saw something behind his eyes—something fragile, cracking beneath the surface. Fear? Shock? I wasn’t sure, but his expression chilled me. His skin lost its color."What?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous—the kind that sent a shiver down my spine. His hand tightened around the dagger, knuckles turning white. I swallowed, the weight of my next words making my knees weak."The child... is yours too," I forced out, the truth heavy on my tongue. Each word felt like it was being ripped out of me. I held my

HANNAH'S POVI stood frozen, my breath caught in my throat as Andrew’s words tore through the air between us, each syllable like a punch to the chest."Alpha Coby knows about your son."The world seemed to tilt. I could feel my pulse hammering in my ears, the words repeating, taunting me. How could he know? Our secret—my secret—was supposed to be safe. My body felt cold as panic surged through my veins, making it impossible to think.“Who told him?” My voice came out a broken whisper, trembling with disbelief. I wasn’t sure I wanted the answer. I searched Andrew’s face; his eyes were downcast, avoiding mine. Deep down, I already knew.His lips barely moved as he mumbled, "I’m sorry, Hannah."I blinked, trying to process it, my heart thrashing in my chest. "Sorry for what?"“I told him,” Andrew admitted, his voice heavy with guilt. He glanced up at me, a brief flash of shame crossing his face before he looked away again. "I had to... to save myself."For a split second, the world went

COBY’S POVThe days had blurred together, each one a heavy fog of guilt and secrecy. My heart pounded under the weight of a truth I couldn’t reveal. Every glance from Vivian—sharp, questioning—was a needle pricking deeper into my conscience. She was no fool.Her suspicions were growing, a silent storm building between us. And every day, I felt the pull—our son, somewhere within the pack. The thought gnawed at me constantly, a relentless ache.I couldn’t take it anymore. It had to end. I had to know, to face it all. I needed to see Hannah. Confront her. Get the answers that had eluded me for too long.Before I knew it, my feet were moving, taking me out of our quarters and straight to Xavier’s mansion. The closer I got, the harder my heart pounded, each step fueled by a mix of anger, desperation, and a flicker of hope.The guard at the entrance stood tall, his face a mask of indifference, but his eyes betrayed suspicion. His hesitation only fanned the fire inside me.“I need to see Han