บททั้งหมดของ My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

COBY'S POVThe air was thick with tension as I left my quarters, Vivian’s words still echoing in my mind, lingering like a curse I couldn’t shake. Doubt snaked its way into my thoughts, unsettling me, stirring up a confusion I’d buried deep.Had I really been so blind all this time? Or was it simply desperation—a need to believe Jackson was mine? Was it pride, blinding me to the manipulations Hannah might have spun?Andrew’s face surfaced in my mind, the haunted look in his eyes that night. Andrew wouldn’t lie to me, would he? I replayed every detail, the tension in his voice, the flash of fear as he spoke of secrets too heavy to carry. But then… there was Hannah. Had she deceived me all along?Driven by a need to end the torment, I tracked her down. She was in the Pack’s communal area, laughing easily with the women and children, her face relaxed, her movements so natural that it felt surreal. Could she really be hiding something so dark behind that serene smile? As if on cue, Alpha

EVA’S POVI stumbled out of Xavier's office, my heels clicking sharply against the marble, echoing like gunshots down the empty hallway. My hand reached up to my neck, rubbing the sore skin where his fingers had gripped so tightly.How could he? My heart pounded, disbelief and fury flooding every corner of my mind. Xavier had known all along—everything I had revealed about Hannah, my plan to expose her, had meant nothing to him. He wasn’t angry with her; his rage had turned on me instead.“Why?” I muttered, my voice trembling as I stepped into the late afternoon sun. It was blazing, sweltering, but I hardly felt it over the numbness spreading inside me. Why was he protecting her? How could he still want her, even knowing she had given birth to another man’s child?My phone buzzed, snapping me back to the moment. I fished it out, seeing Vivian’s name light up the screen."Eva!" She answered on the first ring, her voice eager and almost gleeful. "How did it go with Xavier?"I let out a

HANNAH’S POVLater that evening, I held Jackson close, his soft snores a gentle balm against the tension knotted in my chest. The confrontation with Coby still replayed in my mind, like a thorn I couldn’t pull out.How could he even think I’d lie about my own child? The sting of his accusation made my skin crawl. If it were up to me, he never would’ve known about Jackson at all. But Andrew… Andrew had to go and spill everything, and now I’m left to deal with Coby’s games all over again.I glanced at the clock, sighing. Where was Xavier? He’d said he wouldn’t be long, but the silence of the empty apartment felt heavy. My fingers hovered over my phone, tempted to call, when Jackson stirred against me, letting out a soft whimper.“What’s wrong, sweet boy?” I whispered, rocking him gently. “Are you hungry?”He relaxed again, his little mouth forming a tiny “O” as he drifted back to sleep. Just then, the faintest scent—warm, woodsy, unmistakably Xavier—filled the air, grounding me. A momen

HANNAH'S POVXavier kissed down my chest, between my breasts, sending chills across my skin. Each touch was deliberate, every press of his mouth electric. He explored every inch as though he had all the time in the world.My chest rose and fell, breaths coming in shallow gasps as he drifted lower, his mouth brushing past my navel. Each kiss stoked the heat inside me, pushing me closer to an edge I could hardly stand."Xavier," I managed, my voice barely more than a whisper. My hands gripped his shoulders, feeling the hard muscle under my fingers. "I don't know how much longer I can..."He looked up, meeting my gaze with a smoldering intensity. A slow smile curved at the corner of his mouth. "Patience," he murmured, his voice a velvet promise. "I want you to feel every second of this."A shiver ran through me as he drifted lower, his breath warm, tantalizingly close. When he finally reached me, his lips pressed down with a mix of gentleness and fire that made me gasp.His tongue moved

HANNAH’S POVAs I pulled up to the house, the mysterious message played over in my mind, lingering just beneath my thoughts. But I pushed it aside and stepped out of the car, trying to focus.When I entered the living room, I found Xavier standing by the window, his back to me. His whole posture radiated tension.I cleared my throat softly. “Xavier?”He turned slowly, his eyes dark, jaw clenched. “Coby reached out.”The words landed like a rock in my chest. I swallowed, feeling a knot of worry tighten. “What does he want now?”Xavier’s gaze was hard—the look of a man carrying a burden. “Another meeting with Jackson,” he said, his voice edged with frustration. “Apparently, he wants to be... involved in his life as his father.”“Involved?” I echoed, anger sparking within me. I scoffed, folding my arms. “As his father? Is he out of his mind or just freaking delusional right now?”Xavier’s face softened as he reached out to touch my arm. “I know,” he murmured, his voice quieter, “but... h