All Chapters of 99 Letters and Still Cheated: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

There's this unspoken rule in werewolf high society: no matter how tight the mate bond is, business banquets mean booking a hostess.Six years into our bond, my Alpha mate—Brian Stormclaw—met one.Louise. A scrappy Omega with too much pride and not enough sense. When he offered her his black card, she pushed it back and said, "I'm not some Alpha's pampered pet."Brian? Instantly hooked. Like the Moon Goddess herself had dropped her in his lap. He chased her like he wanted her mark on every pack crest.But he forgot something—I was the Luna he wrote ninety-nine love letters to before I said yes.I didn't beg. Didn't snap. Every time he chose her over me, I lit another letter.First one burned on our anniversary—he bailed to wait outside Louise's flower shop, just to walk her home.Letter thirty-four? He left me stranded in a dangerous hunting ground to keep her company. Said she was scared of the dark.Fifty-two? Torched the second he replaced our wedding photo with some sketch she made

Chapter 2

Louise strolled in like she owned the damn place—no makeup, just smug in that intern healer uniform."I'm Louise. Your personal healer now." Her gaze dropped like a challenge. "I only moved into your den for convenience—but leash your mate. If he bugs me again, I'm gone."My chest tightened.She was squatting in my den, and I was supposed to leash my mate?"I want someone else," I rasped.She didn't even blink. Just whipped out a syringe. "Time for your shot."First stab—missed. Second—missed again. My hand puffed up like it'd been stung by a swarm. Third—finally hit blood."If you can't do it, get someone who can," I hissed. Pain made my voice shake.Her eyes welled. "What's that supposed to mean? You think I'd be here if my grandma wasn't sick?"She grabbed my hand again—needle scraped deep. Blood trickled down my skin.That was it. I yanked away. "Enough. Don't touch me."She stumbled back into the supply rack. Bottles flew.Brian must've heard it—door burst open.He di

Chapter 3

I gripped the half-burned letter. My palm still felt the heat.But my chest? Way worse."Just trash," I muttered. "Burning garbage."Brian's eyes locked on the scorched edges. Something clicked behind them—recognition?Then came Louise's voice from outside. "Brian, are you coming or not? If you don't, I'm out!"He scooped me onto the bed, kissed my forehead like that fixed anything, and turned away."She freaked out because of you. I'm dropping her home. I'll be back."He never came back.***Days passed.No Brian.Servants whispered—he took Louise to the coast. Concerts. Beaches. All the places he once promised me.Said he was making it up to her. For me.Maybe they laughed. Maybe they kissed.Me? I burned with fever.Somewhere in the haze, I saw Mom—ghost-thin, fading fast. Whispering, "Find someone who loves you, Mary. For real."Tears slid down.'Mom... I think I chose wrong.'***"Mary... Mary..."Brian's voice.I blinked awake—wasn't in bed. I was in a car, t

Chapter 4

I turned and walked off, rain drenching me like it was meant to erase me.No clue how long I ran—just stopped when my feet hit that old house.The one where Brian and I grew up. Twin mansions, side by side. Tight-knit families.I stepped under the old tree.Yeah... this was it.We buried a time capsule here at eighteen. Swore we'd dig it up ten years later."Mary, by then, we'll definitely be married."Brian had grinned like a damn fool, shoving his letter into the metal box."I told my future self to never stop loving you."I hit the dirt, digging with my bare hands.Didn't even flinch when my skin split.The box fought back—old, corroded—but I tore it loose. Cracked it open.His handwriting hit me like a punch:[To Brian Stormclaw, age 28—][If you ever hurt Mary, I'll never forgive you.][Remember—she's worth more than your life.]The rain smeared the ink, but the words still burned.I pressed the letter to my chest and cried until my voice gave out.I missed that

Chapter 5

Boom.Rain slammed down in sheets, drenching everything. A sleek black Maybach cut through the storm like it owned the road.Inside, Brian stared at his phone—call after call. Nothing.Mary wasn't picking up.He'd told the Mate Bond Registry to upload the Severance Pact but hold off on processing it. Today, he was supposed to show up with her and shut it all down.But the Registry said she never came.No messages. No replies.Before, he could brush off the silence. Not today. This was the deadline. She had to be there to cancel it.And she had no idea about the plan. Maybe she thought he still wanted to end things. Maybe that's why she was dodging him.Brian's eyes lit up.Yeah. That had to be it.Mary loved him too much to sever the bond.He'd fix it. Solo.Roll up, revoke the severance, surprise her."Faster," he snapped at the driver."Yes, Alpha."The Maybach screeched to a stop outside the Registry. He didn't wait for an umbrella—just stormed through the downpour.

Chapter 6

Bang!Brian's fist smashed into the wall. Blood sprayed—hot red over sterile white.Mate bond: severed. Rejected.No.No way in hell.He had to find her. Get her back.The black Maybach ripped through the storm, blowing past red lights like they didn't exist.Before the car even stopped, he was out—running through the rain, straight to the estate.Their old place.The last shelter Mary had.Her parents no longer lived in this land. That's why he gave her the estate.He took the steps two at a time. Slammed the door open.No lights.No scent of her.Just shadow and dust.He froze.Then stepped inside, quiet.Click.The lights buzzed on, exposing everything—and nothing.The wedding photos? Gone.The little trinkets she loved? Vanished.Empty walls. Hollow space. Like no wolf had ever lived here."Mary?"His voice echoed, hollow.He headed upstairs. The bedroom was a ghost of what it was.Her clothes still hung in the closet, untouched.One blouse still had a lip

Chapter 7

Since I got back, Dad locked down everything about me.Brian knew Dad had a new mate.What he didn't know?That mate cheated, ran off with another pack, and left scorched earth behind.That's why I came back—time to take over Dad's business.He knew he owed me. So he handed over a new house—twice the size of the estate Brian once tossed at me like some pity prize.By dawn, breakfast was on.As I hit the stairs, a servant leaned in."Brian Stormclaw put a bounty out for you..."I just laughed.Even tucked deep in another pack, the drama reached me.He dumped Louise like a cracked bone, then ran to the Registry—begging to revoke the bond severance.I knew he saw the certificate.Knew he fought Philip.Knew he was clawing through the kingdom, trying to track me down.And I felt... nothing.If he'd gotten it before I torched those ninety-nine love letters—maybe.But no.He only chased me when Louise got boring.If she hadn't?Would he still have come?And if not her—th

Chapter 8

His breathing turned ragged.I didn't flinch at the sound of his pain."Even when I cried out for you," I said, "you didn't care."That's why it never mattered to him—what I felt. Why he let Louise cling to him, mock me, cut me down—right in front of everyone."So now you know why I severed the bond," I said. "Brian, don't call again. I'm not your Luna. And you? You're not my fated mate."Panic cracked in his voice. "No—please, Mary. Just once. Let me see you. Please."In every memory, Brian was the Alpha—confident, cocky, always in control.Now? His words meant nothing.I hung up, drained.***Brian stared at the dead line, chest seizing like venom hit his veins. Numbness spread.He tried to move—but darkness swallowed him whole.Then, he dropped.The diagnosis hit days later.Neurological wolfsbane.Rare. No cure. Body crashing fast.Not even the best healer could fix it.Before Mary's final call, he still had hope. Still thought she might come back.Now?Just fade

Chapter 9

Brian's mind drifted—back to the beginning.The day he met Louise.She'd spilled a drink on his designer shirt.Back then, he thought it was cute. Smiled. Told her it was fine.That cost him everything.From that moment, he walked right into her trap—and never clawed his way out.Now, with the end creeping close, her fake innocence felt so obvious it burned.He snarled, "Get out of my sight, you shameless mutt."Her face vanished.And in her place—someone real.A she-wolf, glowing like moonlight, held out her hand. "Brian, come home."Mary.She smiled.He smiled back.Took her hand, held it tight, eyes wet."Mary, let's go home."The world went quiet.Mary stood among the ashes of his letters, collecting them. Her ring caught the light.'Thank you, Mary, for still forgiving me in my dreams. I'm sorry for being too selfish to say goodbye.'***Brian Stormclaw died.My father told me while I was placing roses in a vase.The bouquet slipped.I knelt to grab them—but

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