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CHAPTER 61: Refusing Her Fake Touch

Penulis: Marcelinee
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-27 04:15:50

CAOMH'S POV 

The walk from the nursery back to our private chambers felt like dragging my body through a freezing swamp.

My boots hit the thick carpet of the corridor in a slow, heavy rhythm, each step rattling the shattered pieces of my reality. The faint scent of damp earth and burnt ash still coated the back of my throat, completely ruining the taste of my own breath.

Esme was not mine.

I stared at Dre

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  • The Mate He Rejected   CHAPTER 61: Refusing Her Fake Touch

    CAOMH'S POVThe walk from the nursery back to our private chambers felt like dragging my body through a freezing swamp.My boots hit the thick carpet of the corridor in a slow, heavy rhythm, each step rattling the shattered pieces of my reality. The faint scent of damp earth and burnt ash still coated the back of my throat, completely ruining the taste of my own breath.Esme was not mine.I stared at Dreda’s back as she walked a few paces ahead of me. The pale pink silk of her robe caught the flickering light of the wall torches, flowing smoothly with every step she took. Just an hour ago, I would have looked at her and seen my Luna, the mother of my child, the fragile woman I swore to protect. Now, looking at the slope of her shoulders and the sway of her hips, all I saw was a parasite.She reached the heavy timber door of our suite and pushed it open. She didn't wai

  • The Mate He Rejected   CHAPTER 60: Looking At Her Face

    CAOMH'S POVThe stone corridor of the Silver Moon wing felt like a long, dark tunnel.I walked slowly, my boots dragging against the thick runner rug. The freezing rain from the storm outside battered against the high, arched windows, sending cold drafts across the floorboards. But the chill in the air was nothing compared to the freezing dread settling deep in my chest.Cullen Arden’s words played on a continuous, looping echo in my mind.You spend so much time worrying about what Dreda did, you are completely ignoring the man who holds her leash.I turned the corner, my shadow stretching long and distorted in the flickering light of the wall sconces. For five years, I had believed I was a strong, capable leader. I believed I had made a difficult, honorable choice to protect a vulnerable girl and my unborn child. I had stood on a dais, looked into the emeral

  • The Mate He Rejected   CHAPTER 59: A Sudden Sharp Knock

    CULLEN'S POV"The word 'fake' is strangling me, Meghann," I murmured, my voice vibrating with a fierce, desperate intensity. "Every time I have to stand in front of the elders and pretend our bond is just a political convenience, I want to tear the room apart. I can't do it anymore. I cannot stand the thought of you walking out of my gates."A single tear spilled over her lower lash line, tracking a slow, wet path down her pale cheek. I wiped it away with my thumb, feeling the heat of her skin against my calloused flesh."I lied to you," I told her, stripping away the final layer of my armor. "I told you I brought you to the North for a treaty. I didn't. I brought you there because the moment I pulled you from the mud at the border, my wolf went completely still. You weren't a pawn. You were the only thing that mattered."Meghann’s hands tightened on my jacket. Her chest rose and fell rapidly.

  • The Mate He Rejected   CHAPTER 58: The Word Fake Chokes

    CULLEN'S POV"An Arden key."Maddox’s words barely carried over the drumming of the freezing rain against the glass, but they hit my chest like a sledgehammer.My blood turned to ice. I stared at my lead enforcer, the dim light from the bedside lamp casting long, harsh shadows across his scarred face. The small brass keycard reader he held in his hand mocked me.Bronson hadn't sneaked past my guards. He hadn't picked the locks on my doors. He had reached directly into my inner circle. He had found a weak link in my chain, bought them off, and used them to slip a death threat onto the exact pillow where my mate slept.I looked down at Meghann. She stood perfectly still beside the bed, her pale hands trembling slightly as she stared at the crumpled black paper resting on the woven rug. The foul, bitter stench of damp earth and burnt ash still clung to the fabric of the room,

  • The Mate He Rejected   CHAPTER 57: An Arden Key Found

    I couldn't speak. My throat was completely dry. I just shook my head, my chest rising and falling with quick, terrified breaths. I raised my trembling hand and held the crushed black paper out to him.Cullen snatched the note from my fingers.He smoothed out the crumpled page. His eyes scanned the messy, jagged handwriting.The reaction was instantaneous.A deep, primal snarl ripped from Cullen’s throat, vibrating so fiercely it rattled the glass panes in the windows. His entire body went completely rigid. The temperature in the bedroom plummeted, flooded instantly by the terrifying, dominant aura of a furious Alpha. His silver eyes turned pitch-black in a fraction of a second.He didn't just look angry. He looked entirely lethal.Cullen dropped the note onto the floor. He stepped forward and grabbed me, his massive arms wrapping tightly around my waist

  • The Mate He Rejected   CHAPTER 56: Black Envelope On Pillow

    The quiet of the neutral compound felt heavier than usual, pressing against my shoulders as I walked down the long, dimly lit corridor toward the Arden wing. Outside the high arched windows, a fierce storm was brewing. Thick sheets of freezing rain lashed against the glass, blurring the courtyard into a wash of gray and black.I pulled my knit shawl tighter around my chest, shivering as a cold draft swept across the stone floor.My mind was a chaotic, tangled mess. The stolen medical ledgers locked inside Cullen’s desk replayed in my head on a continuous loop. Dreda’s impossible pregnancy timeline. The missing bone density markers. The horrifying reality that Esme wasn't Caomh's daughter, but the biological child of Bronson Riordan.The betrayal was so deep, so completely vile, it made my stomach churn. Bronson had stood beside Caomh for five years, playing the loyal Beta, while secretly planting his own bloo

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