All Chapters of Mated to her Enemy: Refusing his Rejection : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Eloise’s breath hitched as she crawled, pain biting into every inch of her skin. She stopped, looking up at George, her voice trembling as she begged him, “Please… stop. This… this isn’t necessary.”But George didn’t even flinch. His eyes, cold and unfeeling, met hers. “It’s too late for that, Eloise,” he sneered. “You should’ve thought about that before you crossed me.”Every time she moved, the glass shards embedded in her skin dug deeper. Eloise’s body shook with the agony of it, but she knew there was no way out.From the corner, Rachael felt a stab of helplessness. She wanted to rush forward, to stop it all, but her body was frozen. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her breath was shallow. She couldn’t move.A voice cut through her thoughts. It was the Rider’s Pack Gamma, standing tall and unmoving, his expression stone-cold. "Rachael, stay still. Don't make a sound. If you upset Alpha Alva, Eloise will suffer even more."Rachael’s eyes widened, panic spreading through her. She

Eloise brought the glass of whiskey to her lips, but as the liquid hit her throat, it felt like fire. She immediately began to cough, her body reacting violently to the burn. She coughed so hard that most of the whiskey spilled from her mouth, splashing across her shirt and the floor."Hey, Miss Anthony, the wine is expensive. Don’t waste it," George said with a sneer, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Around her, the others laughed, their voices mocking and loud. "Drink! Drink now!" one of them jeered, egging her on.Someone else, voice laced with venom, added, "Miss Anthony doesn’t like it. Sammy, you should give her something better."Laughter erupted again, filling the space with cruelty. Why do they hate me so much? Eloise’s heart sank as she looked around, trying to make sense of their mockery. But there was no answer. They simply enjoyed seeing her struggle.Before she could retreat into herself, there was a sharp knock at the door. Everyone turned, startled. A second knock foll

Ainsley gazed at Eloise with a furrowed brow, his voice breaking the silence. “Why did you tear up the Cheque?”Eloise’s voice was steady, too steady, as though it were floating above the weight of the pain she carried. “It was just a piece of paper.”Ainsley couldn’t understand how she could speak those words with such calm. His eyes studied her, but it was as though he was looking at a stranger, someone who had mastered the art of hiding her suffering behind a mask of indifference.But Eloise’s despair ran deeper than any mask could cover. Beneath the surface of her calm demeanor, there was an overwhelming emptiness that ate away at her, suffocating her from within. She had given up everything, her pride, her dignity, her sense of self, only to watch it all slip through her fingers, powerless to stop it. And the Cheque… it meant nothing in the end. Her sacrifice had been for nothing. There was no redemption, no freedom, and at this very moment, all she could feel was the crushing we

Eloise clutched her chest as the pain twisted inside her, the emotional weight suffocating. Don’t bother. Don’t try to make him believe you. She repeated it over and over in her head, as though it could drown out the agony coursing through her veins. But no matter how hard she tried, the look on Ainsley’s face shattered her. The calmness in his eyes, the indifference to her pain, it felt like a punch to her gut. She was crumbling, unraveling in front of him, and he didn’t even care.Her voice broke through the eerie silence, sharp and mocking, cutting her deeper than anything physical could. "Do you think Aura was innocent? Do you think she was perfect? Let me tell you something, she deserved it. She deserved to die!"Eloise’s breath caught in her throat, her heart hammering. She didn’t know how to react. The words were so cruel, so final. And then, Ainsley raised his hand, as if to strike her. She froze, her body tensing in anticipation of the blow. Her eyes instinctively shut tight,

The Beta of the Riders' Pack suddenly snapped his fingers, a thought racing through his mind. "I remember something," he said, his eyes lighting up with realization. "George mentioned Eloise when he called."Theodore’s face tightened as the memory hit him. "Eloise? From the Golden Moon Pack? Isn't she supposed to be in the werewolf prison?" His voice faltered slightly, but only for a moment. "Call Alpha Gary. I want to hear it straight from him."The night was dark and still when the phone call to Alpha Gary finally went through. The sleepy, irritated voice that answered the phone made it clear this was a disruption."What’s so urgent? It’s late," came Gary's groggy voice.Theodore smiled thinly, his tone smooth but sharp. "Alpha Gary, are you asleep?"The voice on the other end was slow to wake, but the mention of Theodore’s name piqued his attention. "Oh, it’s you, Alpha Theodore," Gary responded, now more alert. "What do you need at this hour?"Theodore leaned back in his chair, en