All Chapters of Mated to her Enemy: Refusing his Rejection : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Eloise stood there, her eyes fixed on Mavis. There was a calm, unwavering intensity in her gaze, but Mavis didn’t acknowledge it. She was too focused on her own thoughts, the weight of her words. Eloise could feel the tension in the air between them. Mavis wasn’t talking to her.Eloise wasn’t one to be easily deceived, and she could sense there was something off about the situation. Her mind raced as she tried to make sense of Mavis’s actions. She wasn’t used to being lied to so blatantly, and there was an unsettling feeling that gnawed at her from within.Mavis continued to speak, her voice still controlled. “I left my things in the bedroom that day,” Mavis said, her eyes not meeting Eloise’s. “So, I went back to retrieve them. That’s when I found you lying unconscious on the floor. I didn’t think twice; I took you straight to the hospital. I can’t even imagine what would’ve happened if I hadn’t returned when I did.”Eloise’s frown deepened as she processed Mavis’s words. Something di

Charles stood by the transparent container that was ominously positioned in the center of Room 3. He pointed toward the large, almost suffocating structure with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Miss Mavis,” he said, his voice smooth and too kind, “have you ever seen a diving performance? This is what you need to do. Please, enter the container.”Mavis’s heart sank. The words hit her like a slap on the face, her breath catching in her throat. She blinked rapidly, trying to understand what Charles meant. A diving performance? Her mind raced, struggling to put the pieces together. But there was no mistaking it, she was being asked to enter that container.The workers in the room, having no time to waste, began to move quickly. They grabbed the transparent container and began carrying it toward the bathroom. Mavis stood frozen, her eyes glued to the glass structure that now seemed far too large, too oppressive. The container was nearly three meters high, its shape reminiscent of

Mavis stood frozen, her eyes wide in terror, her body stiff with shock as she witnessed the horror unfolding before her. Every muscle in her body screamed for her to run, but her legs wouldn’t move. The scene before her seemed like a nightmare, surreal and impossible. The container holding Eloise was filled with water, and Mavis couldn’t tell if Eloise was alive or unconscious, or if she had even made it through the torment. The water sloshed around, threatening to engulf her, and Mavis’s heart thundered in her chest. This can’t be happening. It can’t be real, she thought, barely able to comprehend what she was seeing.Mavis’s eyes remained locked on Eloise, her thoughts a jumbled mess. The overwhelming fear of the moment caused her breath to become shallow and uneven. Is she alive? Is she breathing? The questions bounced in her mind, but no answers came, only fear. She knew time was running out. And then, a name echoed in her head. Ainsley.Ainsley. The man she had only heard whisper

The scene continued to unfold with intense emotion, as Ainsley’s words hit Eloise like a bitter storm. When he spoke of her life being worthless, it felt as though a dagger had pierced her heart, leaving her breathless. The words felt like poison, seeping deep into her soul. Her chest tightened painfully, and for a moment, she instinctively placed a hand over her heart, trying to shield herself from the sharp sting of truth.His hand had raised, as though he might reach for her, but then it dropped, his expression unreadable. His composure, however, was a facade. “Alpha Williams, you are right. My life is worthless,” Eloise repeated, each word carrying a sense of finality.But when she repeated his own cruel words back to him, something shifted in Ainsley. A deep irritation, for no clear reason, bubbled within him. It wasn’t that he thought she was wrong, it was that hearing those words from her made his chest constrict. He couldn’t understand it. It was as if her repetition somehow m

“I deserve this punishment,” Eloise said calmly.Her voice, low and unwavering, cut through the heavy silence that filled the room. It was not the voice of a woman pleading for mercy, but one who had surrendered herself entirely to her fate.Eric didn’t doubt her words. He had known Eloise since they were children, and even now, there was a bitter truth in her resignation that stung him deeper than he could have imagined. She had always been strong, confident, and unyielding, but now, she was nothing but a shadow of her former self.The night air was still, and the Litha Night Walker Pack’s lands stretched dark and endless around them. The Golden Moon Pack, a force to be reckoned with, bordered their territory. Eloise, as the daughter of the Alpha, had once been a woman with every reason to stand tall and proud. She had been a symbol of power, of grace.Eric remembered her from when they were younger, a fierce, untamed beauty. She had completed her transformation at fifteen, the wolf