All Chapters of My Mate Chose The Bitch Who Hurt Our Baby : Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

"DEREK’S POVI couldn’t do it.Standing in that hall, with the eyes of the pack burning into me, Seraphina’s threat still ringing in my ears—I couldn’t. The truth sat like fire on my tongue, but I swallowed it down.I couldn’t let Aurelia learn the truth of our bond. Not like this. Not when the world already wanted her destroyed.So I stood there in silence as Kael carried the weight I should have shouldered, spitting out half the truth and casting Celine to the wolves. And as the Beta’s daughter was dragged away in chains, the fury in Kael’s eyes was not for her. It was for me.Later, when the hall emptied and the air still reeked of blood and judgment, I found him.“Thank you,” I said stiffly, each word dragging like gravel. “For hiding the truth.”I should’ve known better.Kael’s fist connected with my face before the last syllable even left my lips. My head snapped back, copper filling my mouth, and warm blood spilled from my nose.“You bastard!” Kael roared, shaking with fury. “D

"AURELIA’S POVBoredom arrived first. Then the fury.At first, the house was strange enough to distract me—the gleaming kitchen, the soft bed, the illusion of safety. But soon the silence pressed too tightly, smothering me like a blanket I couldn’t shake off. No voices. No footsteps. Just me and the hum of the refrigerator, the flicker of the television I refused to turn on.I had checked every corner of the house, searching for cracks in this perfect facade. The doors were reinforced. The windows barred. Even the vents were too small, designed like traps. Whoever had placed me here had thought of everything.Almost everything.Because they didn’t know me. They didn’t know what it meant to be Aurelia.I’d spent years locked in invisible cages, bowing my head, swallowing my words, letting Seraphina’s venom drip over me until it nearly poisoned me whole. I had endured and endured. But something inside me had broken free since the night I shifted again. Something raw and furious that no

"AURELIA’S POVI spent the entire day pacing. Waiting.Every creak of the house, every faint hum of the refrigerator felt like it could be the phone about to ring. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, restless and agitated. It had been two days since I woke here, and despite the cage disguised as a home, one thing had remained certain: the voice always came. Calm. Collected. In control.I hated it, but I also craved it—the way it filled the silence, the way it sounded like someone had finally seen me. Even if it was a lie.So I waited.When the phone finally rang, my breath caught. I snatched the receiver up so fast my hands shook.But the voice was wrong.It wasn’t smooth. It wasn’t the calm, deliberate tone that wrapped around my name like a leash. This one was deeper, rougher, like gravel dragged across stone.“Aurelia,” the stranger said.I froze. “…Who are you?”“I don’t matter. What matters is this: you’ve been patient long enough. If you want to leave this place, go to the crossroa

"AURELIA’S POVI woke to warmth.Not the warmth of the sun, or the strange, perfect house I had been caged in. This was familiar—the weight of my own blanket, the faint scent of cedar from the wooden walls of my room. My lashes fluttered, heavy, and when I opened my eyes, the sight froze me.My family.Father at the foot of the bed, his proud shoulders drawn tight. Mother beside him, her eyes red as though she had been crying. Even Seraphina—her face pale, lips pressed together in an expression that almost looked like guilt. Their eyes locked on me, filled with something I had not expected to see again: concern.For a moment, I thought I was still dreaming.“Aurelia,” Mother breathed, her hand half-lifting as if to reach for me before she stopped herself. “You’re awake. Thank the Goddess.”I shifted slowly, the ache in my head flaring as I tried to sit upright. “What… happened?” My voice was hoarse, foreign in my own throat.“You were taken,” Father said gravely, his tone edged with f

"AURELIA’POVI stumbled back into my room, the door clicking softly behind me. For a moment, I just leaned against it, my palm pressed to the wood as if the barrier could keep the chaos of my own thoughts out.I should be furious.Furious at Darius for everything—for the silence, for the secrets, for the way he’s twisted my life without explanation. For the way he gave me freedom with one hand only to snatch it away with the other.But instead, I felt… dizzy. Like my head was full of fog and my chest full of fire.He promised me people would forget. That after two days, the rumors would vanish. And somehow, impossibly, he kept that promise. The whispers that once chased me through every hallway had dulled. The stares that burned holes into my back had faded. He had done it.So how could I stay mad?I crossed the room slowly, sitting on the edge of my bed. My hand went to my cheek before I realized what I was doing, fingers brushing the spot where his touch had lingered just moments ag