Todos os capítulos de My Mate Chose The Bitch Who Hurt Our Baby : Capítulo 321 - Capítulo 330

"AURELIA’S POVI barely slept.The night was long, heavy, and cruel — haunted by too many thoughts I couldn’t silence.Micah’s sudden reappearance had dragged every buried memory back to the surface, sharp and suffocating.And Derek’s so-called “condition” — three questions a day, as if truth could be rationed like medicine — replayed in my head like a cruel joke.By the time the sun bled weakly through the curtains, I felt more like a ghost than a living being. My body ached from exhaustion, my eyes burned, and yet my mind refused to rest.I splashed cold water on my face and forced myself to breathe. One day at a time, I told myself.Just one.When I stepped outside, the morning air felt thick, too still — the kind of silence that didn’t comfort but warned.And there he was.Micah.Leaning lazily against the railing, arms folded, like he had all the right in the world to stand there waiting for me. His eyes flicked over me once, sharp and calculating, before that infuriating smirk c

"AURELIA’S POVI waited until the sound of dishes being cleared had faded from the hall. Derek sat across from me, quiet, his gaze lost somewhere between the rim of his cup and the thoughts that haunted him.My pulse hadn’t calmed since my first question, but I couldn’t stop now. I had to know more—about him, about Draven, about the web that somehow trapped me in between them.I leaned forward, folding my hands tightly to keep them from trembling. “I have my second question,” I said quietly.His eyes flicked up at once, sharp and wary, the golden hue in them deepening just slightly. “Go on.”I took a breath. “Your uncle—Alpha Draven. What happened between the two of you?”The question hit him like a physical blow. His expression shifted—not just surprise this time, but something far heavier. Pain. Regret. Anger. And underneath all of that, guilt.For a moment, I thought he wouldn’t answer. He leaned back, gaze lifting to the window where the sunlight barely touched the frost gathering

"AURELIA’S POVThe morning air was crisp, cool against my skin, carrying the scent of pine and smoke through the open hallway. The packhouse was quiet — too quiet — the kind of silence that made your instincts prickle.I’d woken earlier than usual, unable to sleep after the whirlwind of questions Derek had left me with the previous night. Every thought tangled into another until I couldn’t tell where my anger ended and my curiosity began.I wasn’t planning to eavesdrop.Truly, I wasn’t.But when I passed by Derek’s office and heard Kael’s raised voice through the slightly ajar door, something in me froze.“Does she know yet?”Kael’s tone wasn’t just angry. It was disappointed.There was a pause — long, heavy. Then Derek’s voice, low and calm, came through.“No.”No?My pulse quickened. I shouldn’t have stayed. I shouldn’t have.But my feet refused to move.“Damn it, Derek!” Kael snapped. “You’re doing it again. You’re making decisions for her like she’s some clueless child. You should

"AURELIA’S POVMy head felt heavy — like I’d been asleep for days.The world returned slowly, in fragments. The faint hum of morning outside the window, the smell of rain on earth, the crackle of a dying fire somewhere in the room. My limbs ached, but not like pain — like something had been drained out of me.I blinked, forcing my vision to focus.The first thing I saw was a tray of food sitting at the foot of my bed. Cold now. A half-eaten slice of bread, untouched stew, and next to it—My breath caught.Derek.Asleep. In a chair.His head was tipped back, his jaw tight even in rest, the dark stubble along his cheeks catching the faint morning light. His hand still loosely gripped the edge of the bed, as if even in sleep, he needed to make sure I hadn’t vanished.What the hell is he doing here?I blinked hard, trying to piece everything together. The last thing I remembered was the conversation between Derek and Kael, the confrontation, the shadows—The shadows.My body stiffened. Th

"AURELIA’S POVThe corridor outside Derek’s study felt colder than the night air itself. My steps echoed softly, each one heavier than the last. I didn’t even know where I was going — I just needed to move, to get away before the walls closed in and suffocated me with the truth I’d just heard.When I turned the corner, I collided with a solid figure.“Whoa,” a familiar voice caught me before I stumbled. “Aurelia?”I looked up — Kael. His eyes softened instantly when he saw my expression. His hand hovered awkwardly near my shoulder, as if afraid to touch me but unwilling to let me fall.“Aurelia, what happened? Did Derek—”“He told me,” I interrupted, my voice hoarse. “Everything.”Kael froze, surprise flickering across his features before he sighed. “So… you know.”I nodded once, my throat tight.For a moment, he just studied me, like he was trying to read what was left of me after the confession. Then, cautiously, he asked, “And how do you feel?”“How do I feel?” I repeated, a bitter