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23. NO ONE WILL ACCEPT HER.
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2026-01-19 18:03:38
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MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. 200. Don't be mad at me!
Davian.The heavy wooden door of my room slammed shut behind me, but it did nothing to drown out the roaring silence in my head.I stood in the near darkness, my chest heaving as if I’d just run miles through dense forest. My knuckles were bruised, bleeding slightly where I’d cracked Frederick across the mouth, but I couldn't feel the physical sting. All I could feel was that terrible, sharp hollow in my ribs where Ann’s words had sliced right through me.‘Stay out of my affairs.’I dragged a hand down my face, pacing back and forth across the cold stone floor like a caged animal. My face was still pale, my heart hammering against my ribs in a frantic, erratic rhythm. I couldn't wrap my head around it. Why had she looked at me like that? Why had her voice been so full of venom and disgust?I was a visiting Alpha, that I know, but I am her brother Louis’s best friend. I’d come to this pack to help stand by Louis and keep order in the middle of all this chaos. So when I saw Frederick
MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. 199. Mixed signals.
Ann.The cool night air hit my face as I steered Frederick toward the small bench near the corner alcove. He was leaning heavily against my shoulder, groaning softly as he dabbed a handkerchief against his bloody nose and swollen lip."Thank you, Ann," Frederick mumbled, his voice raspy and slurred behind the cloth. He looked up at me through swollen, tear-filled eyes, a small, pathetic smile touching his mouth. "Thank you... for choosing me back there, and for standing up to him."I stopped dead in my tracks, pulling my arm away from his side so quickly he almost wobbled. I looked down at him, my brow furrowing into a tight, irritated line."I didn't do it for you, Frederick," I said flatly, my tone dropping into a cold, uncompromising wall. "And I certainly didn't choose you."Frederick blinked, his hand freezing on his bloody handkerchief. "What? But... you defended me against Davian, I mean you told him to leave us alone.""I told him to stay out of my affairs," I corrected sharpl
MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. 198. Don't play hero!
Davian.The heavy exhaustion of the night was finally catching up to my muscles as I stepped away from the medical wing. I had left Louis to stand guard outside Bella’s door, I headed down the quiet, dimly lit corridor toward my own quarters, needing nothing more than a few hours of shut-eye before the sun fully rose.My mind was still spinning with everything that had unfolded. The sight of Gamma Donald holding his daughter’s hand, the look of utter relief on Melissa’s face, and the lingering shadow of the triplets lurking in the background had kept my nerves on edge for hours.I turned the corner into the east wing, my boots slapping quietly against the stone floor, when two figures standing near the alcove brought me to a dead stop.It was Ann.A quiet knot in my chest loosened for a fraction of a second at the sight of her, but as my eyes adjusted to the dim light, my gaze shifted to the male standing uncomfortably close to her.Frederick.The moment I recognized his face, an exp
MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. 197. Mark me!
Louis.The paperwork scattered across my dark mahogany desk might as well have been written in a dead language.I leaned back in my heavy leather chair, rubbing the bridge of my nose as the silence of my study pressed in on me. The hour was late, the rest of the pack draped in heavy shadows, but sleep was the last thing on my mind. Every time I closed my eyes, my thoughts drifted right back down the stone corridors to the medical wing.To Melissa.I knew she was exhausted. I had seen the bone-deep weariness etched into her face, the quiet tension held tight in her shoulders as she tended to Bella and sat beside Gamma Donald. But I also knew her mind was spinning too fast for peace. After everything she had endured—the years of abuse, the grief, the sudden shock of Bella’s return—there was no way she was getting a sound sleep tonight. Every small creak in the floorboards would probably make her jump. Every shadow would feel like a threat.I let out a low, frustrated breath, tapping my
MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. 196. Puppet.
Melissa.After Bella called out the word—’father’ and a few hugging and talking, she suddenly fell unconscious again.I had panicked, but having the medical term behind me, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.Soon the medical wing was quiet, bathed in the soft, amber light of a single flickering candle on the bedside table.I stood near the far corner of the room, holding a damp basin of water and a basket of clean cloths, my back resting against the cold stone wall. For the first time in five years, the suffocating knot in my chest had loosened just enough for me to breathe.In the bed before me lay Bella, her dark hair spread across the pillows, her face pale and lined with exhaustion. And sitting right beside her, his large, calloused hand holding hers as if she were made of fragile glass, was Gamma Donald.He hadn't moved an inch since he rushed into the room. He sat on the small wooden stool, his weathered body hunched over the edge of the mattress, his eyes completely locke
MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. 195. strip...
Cain.The heavy silence in the corridor felt like a physical weight pressing down on our chests.Inside the medical wing, the quiet, muffled sound of Bella’s father sobbing as he held his daughter tore through the air. Standing just outside the double doors, the three of us—Cain, Cypril, and Caleb—could only watch through the glass panel, completely frozen.Without a word, Cypril turned on his heel, his head bowed low, his broad shoulders slumping as he began to walk away. Caleb and I followed right behind him, our boots dragging against the cold stone floor in a hollow, mechanical rhythm. None of us uttered a single whisper as we moved down the long corridor, steering completely clear of the main hall and heading straight toward my private quarters.The moment we stepped inside my room, Cypril closed the heavy wooden door behind us, cutting off the rest of the world.The room was dim, lit only by the fading embers in the hearth. I walked over to the desk, leaning both hands heavily a
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