All Chapters of The Mate He Hates: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Alpha Edward’s POVI stood there, stunned by his declaration. The words echoed in my mind, refusing to sink in. “What did you just say?” I demanded through gritted teeth, and the young man looked my way; his eyes blazed with anger. “You heard me correctly, Alpha Zach; that bitch was my mate!” He repeated his words, and I staggered back, shaking my head. “That cannot be,” I murmured in disbelief. Elisa was my mate; she was supposed to be my mate. That's what the seer said. She said my second mate was the young girl who saved me, and once I marked her, I would regain the voice of my wolf. I would have marked Elisa the day I saw her, but she was just fourteen, so I decided to mark her when she turned eighteen. On her birthday, when I arrived at their home, I felt a sudden aura the moment I stepped out of the car. Despite the quietness of my wolf, I knew the aura confirmed that Elisa was my mate. When I walked into the sitting room and met Elisa, I felt a sudden pull toward her, compell

Amanda’s POV I could see the stunned look on his face the moment I landed the slap across his face. I could see disbelief in his eyes as he stared at me, not believing I had slapped him. But I didn’t regret slapping him; in fact, I would do it again and again. “Can your apology bring back my mother?” I yelled with bitterness. “Will it be able to bring my innocent mother back to life?” I spat with anger as my whole body shook with pain. How dare he think of apologizing? How dare he think a simple apology could fix everything? He has practically destroyed my life, and nothing on earth could pay for that. “Your mother?” Alpha Edward furrowed his brow at me. He didn’t seem angry that I had slapped him like I had expected him to be; rather, he seemed confused. “What are you talking about?” He acted confused, and that fueled my anger even more. Clutching my fists, I glared at him. “Do you now suffer from short memory that you don’t remember ordering the killing of my mother?” I spat with

Amanda's POV Beta Matthew walked into his room and found me seated on the bed. We exchanged glances, and he smiled at me. “Are you okay?” he asked, and I could only respond with a sigh. Everything was becoming exhausting for me. The truth about Elisa’s death had been discovered, but somehow, I didn't feel at peace. I constantly had the feeling that something was going to go wrong. “What are you thinking?” Beta Matthew asked as he sat on the other side of the bed. “Are you thinking of telling him the truth?” he asked, and a frown spread across my face. “What truth?” I feigned ignorance. “There is no truth to tell, Beta Matthew. The truth he needs to be told has already been said to him,” I murmured beneath my breath. There was no way I was letting him know that I'm his mate and the one who saved him in the woods. I saw no need in telling him. “If you wish so,” Beta Matthew sighed and went silent for a moment before he spoke again. “What country would you like to live in?” He threw

Amanda's POVI watched as Aunt scanned the men lined up before her. Carefully scrutinizing each one, she turned to me and shook her head. “None of the men are here,” she announced, and I frowned. “Are you sure about it?” I urged. Aunt nodded. “I can vividly remember their faces. None of them are among these men.” Aunt confirmed her words, but that still didn’t mean anything to me. He could have hired a serial killer; they must not be his men, or he could have even sent his warriors.“This doesn't change a thing, Alpha Edward. You could have sent your warriors or, better still, hired an assassin,” I accused, seeing his eyes twitch. He glanced at me for a moment before sighing and signalling the men to leave.After they left, he turned and looked my way. “What must I do to make you believe that I didn’t send those men to kill your mother? I would have told you if I did, but I didn’t. Why can’t you believe me?” He pleaded desperately that one could think he was innocent, but that would n

Amanda's POV Going back to Beta Matthew's room, I shut the door and sat on the bed. My eyes were clouded with tears as memories of what I did in the garden flooded my mind. I felt so disgusted with myself. How could I let him have sex with me, and why did I want it so much? Why did it feel like a goodbye? Why couldn’t I reject him and push him away when he touched me? At least now I have the right to push him and say no, but no, I didn’t do that. Instead, I loved it and wanted more. Frowning, I sniffed myself and realized I had his smell all over me. If Beta Matthew finds out about this, he won't be happy. So quickly, I undressed and went into the shower. Standing in the shower, I began to scrub my body, almost as if peeling it. I wanted everything about his touch and smell taken off from me. After several minutes in the shower, I decided to turn it off and go back to the room. I put my gown back on and then lay on the bed before switching off the lights. My mind wandered to Alph