All Chapters of My Mate Chose The Bitch Who Hurt Our Baby : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

OLIVIA’S POVI woke to a blinding white light, the sterile scent of antiseptic thick in the air. My entire body ached, a dull throbbing radiating from my abdomen. Panic gripped me as the memory of the agonizing pain in the dungeon came rushing back. My hands instinctively moved to cradle my belly. The pup. Was my baby—?A slight movement to my side made me freeze. My eyes fluttered open in panic, and there he was. Dominic. He sat beside my bed, his broad shoulders hunched forward, elbows resting on his knees. His normally sharp features were clouded with exhaustion, dark circles bruising the skin beneath his eyes. How long had he been sitting there? Had he… been watching over me?For a brief, foolish moment, hope flared in my chest. Maybe he had believed me. Maybe he still—"You're awake," his deep voice cut through my thoughts, flat and devoid of emotion.I swallowed, my throat dry. "Did you… bring me here?" My voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.He nodded, but before I could p

THIRD PERSON’S POVJason returned home late that night, exhaustion weighing down his broad shoulders like an anchor. His once-proud posture was slumped, and the sharp lines on his face seemed more pronounced beneath the dim light of the chandeliers. As he shut the door behind him, the tension he carried into the house was palpable, thick enough to suffocate the warmth that once thrived within these walls.Laura, his wife, noticed immediately. She had been waiting for him, her heart restless ever since the whispers of Olivia’s suffering in the dungeons had reached her ears. Without a word, she poured him a glass of water as the dutiful mate and set it in front of him, her delicate fingers brushing against his rough, calloused hand and he relaxed a bit under her subtle, soft touch of his mate."You look exhausted," she murmured softly, watching him with the careful concern of a woman who had spent years learning to read her husband’s moods.Jason sighed heavily, running a hand down his

DOMINIC’S POVI leaned back in my chair, fingers tapping idly against the polished wood of my desk. Jason had requested an urgent meeting, his tone clipped, unreadable. That in itself wasn’t unusual—Jason was a serious man, never one to waste time.But what struck me as odd was his insistence that Evelyn was not to be present.I frowned, the unease gnawing at the back of my mind.I understood that Evelyn wasn’t an official figure of authority in the pack, not in the way Jason or the elders were. She wasn’t a ranked member, nor was she my Luna—not yet, anyway.And yet, she had been attending my meetings for the past few weeks, sitting beside me as if she belonged there.I never questioned it. I never saw a reason to.As long as my work got done, as long as my decisions were made without delay, I didn’t care who sat in the room with me. Evelyn’s presence didn’t bother me.At least, that’s what I told myself."Yeah, right," my wolf sneered, his voice curling through my mind. "She has no

DOMINIC’S POVAs I dropped Evelyn back into her room she leaned into me, her delicate arms wrapping around my neck, her breath warm against my skin. Her body trembled slightly as if she was barely holding herself together.I had seen her like this before—fragile, vulnerable, like she might shatter if I let go. I knew that I mattered to her the most. Before she disappeared we were together all the time. We made so many promises to each other, fell for each other. And now even though she was here it didn’t feel the same as if there was an invisible wall separating us.“Dominic…” she whispered, her voice thick with unshed tears. “I don’t want this anymore. I don’t want the Luna position.”I frowned, pulling back just enough to look into her tear-filled eyes. “What are you saying?”She gave me a broken smile, shaking her head as if exhausted. “This is hurting Olivia too much. Can’t you see? It’s destroying her. She’s making more mistakes because of it.” A tear slipped down her cheek. “I c

DOMINIC’S POVWalking out of the interrogation room, I felt as though an invisible weight had settled on my shoulders. My mind was a storm of thoughts, all crashing into one another, making it impossible to think clearly.The Omega’s words echoed relentlessly in my mind."I saw Evelyn enter Elder Alyosha’s chambers that night."I still struggled to believe it. Evelyn—gentle, kind Evelyn—was capable of murder?But I needed to know the truth.I searched for her, my movements brisk, my patience thin. The longer I let this uncertainty linger, the more restless my wolf became. He prowled inside my mind, his instincts flaring with unease.Finally, I found her.She was outside in the courtyard, bathed in the soft glow of the evening lanterns, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders in effortless waves. She turned at the sound of my approaching footsteps, her face lighting up."Dominic," she greeted me softly, her voice as sweet as honey. "You’ve been busy all day. I was starting to thin