All Chapters of My Mate Chose The Bitch Who Hurt Our Baby : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

OLIVIA’S POV“I want you,” It doesn’t matter how many time he say those words, I will never get used to them.This time I can't hold in the whimper because I can't take it. The look in his eyes.. Nobody has ever looked at me with so much desire, not even Derek.Taking a deep breath to control myself, I whimper, "we can't. The kids, mom and James-"It's like he doesn't give a shit about what I'm saying because he presses his body against mine and crashes his lips on mine again. Again, my body betrays me, and I press myself against him. The feeling of his hands on my skin sets my body on fire. His hands roam all over me, from my neck down to my ribs, from my waist to my ass. He squeezes it hard and groans.The sounds he makes sends heat down between my thighs and I can't help but clench again.“Olivia”.... he whispers again. Again, his hot breath fans along my neck giving me goosebumps, he gently nudges the crook of my neck with his nose.“Are you wet for me?" he asks in a low, husky vo

OLIVIA’S POVAfter we cleaned up and dried off, we dressed and moved quietly so as not to wake the twins. Dominic helped mepack their bags and get their uniforms ready, something I never imagined I’d see him do. It was barely eight in the morning, and our house was already buzzing with the usual Monday madness—Noah complaining about mismatched socks, me trying to braid Aria’s wild curls while she squirmed, and Dominic attempting to coordinate breakfast while keeping an eye on the twins like a hawk.I was in the kitchen packing their tiffins when I heard a dramatic sigh followed by the thud of tiny feet stomping into the living room.“Daddy,” Aria said, dragging the word out as if it weighed a hundred pounds.Dominic looked up from his coffee, one brow raised. “Yes, princess?”She crossed her arms over her chest and stuck out her bottom lip in a perfectly exaggerated pout. “Do we have to go to school today?”I froze mid-sandwich. Here we go.“Yes,” Dominic said firmly, not even missin

EVELYN’S POVThe night was thick with mist, the kind that clung to your skin like a warning. Each step I took toward the borders of Dorian’s pack felt like stepping deeper into the abyss. But I wasn’t afraid—not anymore. I had spent too long lurking in the shadows, cast aside like a disgrace. If there was anyone who could help tilt the scales back in my favor, it was Dorian. He owed me that much. I have been keeping his secrets too.I kept my hood low, my scent masked with herbs I’d once sworn I’d never use. But desperation had a way of breaking old promises. The sentries guarding his territory were no match for my years of practice moving unseen. I didn’t need permission to enter. I just needed to make sure no one saw me do it.I found him where I always did—in the solitude of his private chamber above the war room, surrounded by the scent of ancient paper, smoke, and cold ambition. The room hadn’t changed. It was still dark and heavy with age, the walls lined with war banners long f

OLIVIA’S POVWhen Dominic said he had something planned, I expected… well, I didn’t really know what to expect. A dinner at the packhouse? A walk through the forest trails? Something quiet and low-key, maybe.What I wasn’t expecting was this.The clearing was lit with strings of soft golden fairy lights hung between trees that seemed to hum with magic. A blanket was spread across the grass in the center, flanked by lanterns that flickered like fireflies. A low wooden table was set with two plates, a bottle of red wine, and my favorite snacks—he remembered everything. Even the chocolate-dipped strawberries.I stood there blinking like an idiot, my heart swelling.“You did all this… for me?” I asked, stepping slowly into the glow.He shrugged, pretending to play it cool. “I figured if I’m going to ask my Luna out on a date, I better not half-ass it.”I turned to him and

EVELYN’S POVThey say fate always favours the brave.However, in my experience, fate often favours the patient.And I… had been very patient with my goal.Days turned into weeks. Weeks into a maddening game of hide-and-seek. Dominic’s guards were loyal, James never left Laura’s side, and Olivia? She was practically tethered to Dominic’s shadow. I watched them fall into a rhythm I once craved. A family. Laughing, healing, thriving. Everything that I wanted now belonged to her.It made my stomach twist.Now the pack also barely spared me a glance unless it was laced with suspicion, coated in polite contempt. Even the ones who once swore loyalty to me—the guards I trained, the Lunas I stood beside in ceremonies, the pack members I guided—had turned their backs. Their eyes slid past me like I was nothing. A shadow. A ghost.Especially after that banquet, someone leaked the news that I was the one