All Chapters of Chasing after his Humiliated Mate : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Imogene’s POVEverything felt heavy. My bones, my thoughts, my heart. Especially my heart.The Supreme Alpha ritual had taken so much energy out of me—chanting, blessings, binding, ancestral calls, and the bitter ceremonial blood that still lingered on my tongue like venom.I was supposed to be resting, celebrating the binding of strength and blood. Instead, I was tearing through the forest with nothing but desperation in a search for my son.I could feel the weight of every decision I had made today pounding through my veins accompanied by my blood as my body screamed at me to stop, but my mind kept whispering the opposite—he’s out there. Find him. Don’t stop.I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.My legs trembled as I ran. My breaths came in uneven bursts. The world tilted slightly, then straightened, then tilted again.I blinked hard. My vision blurred. My lips were dry, and the ground beneath me kept threatening to rise up and catch me.I wasn't this weak. No! I wasn't weak at all bec

Arizona's POVI hated them. My husband. His sister. His mother. Imogene.Every single one of them. And I would show them what hatred meant.I grinned bitterly as I neared the outskirts, and slowed down. Imogene's estate was dimly lit—guards posted, but distracted.I crept closer, silent, and calculating. I knew where Xavier’s room was. I’d studied it, thought about it too many nights while Orion laid beside me dreaming of her.I was just about to move when I saw something—someone.A lone wolf slinking through the shadows.What the hell?I froze, crouched low in the bushes. The wolf leapt through Xavier’s window. Seconds later, I saw her again—carrying the boy in her jaws.My heart stopped. Who the hell was that?The shape... the scent... it was familiar. Not just familiar—it was family.She paused, clearly unsure of where to run. Towards the outskirts? Her house? I could feel her panic even from where I hid.Suddenly, howls rang in the distance—guards. They had realised the little boy

Orion's POVThe second I opened that door and saw him—Xavier—sitting there cross-legged on my bed, playing quietly with a set of wooden toys, my heart stopped.My son.Alive.Unharmed.Right here, in my home.A jolt of panic shot through my chest so violently, I almost stumbled back. My mother stood beside me, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. She looked pale, eyes wide with fear, mouth pressed into a thin line.I turned to her, and with a voice barely above a whisper, I called her in shock. "Mum?"She looked at me with tears already forming. "I'm sorry.""Sorry?" I hissed, my voice was rising now and I couldn't fathom the emotions that were gnarling at my insides.I clenched my fists as the weight of what she'd done drenched me like rain."Mum, what is this? Do you even realize what you've done? You've made me look like a traitor. You've destroyed my reputation. You made me lie to everyone, including Imogene, and all you can say is sorry?"Her lip trembled. "I didn’t mean f

Sophia’s POV“Sophia, she has probably retired for the night. It’s been a long day and if I know Imogene, she just wants to go hold her son till she falls asleep.” Avery said in a soft voice which was obvious he didn't want to annoy me.“But I have to see her, Avery, I have to! I won’t leave until I do. Hell, I won’t be able to sleep tonight anyway, might as well spend the night here. You either take me to her or I’ll go alone. One way or another Avery, I must see her tonight.” I say this determinedly as I pace on the terrace of the palace. Everyone is gone now, retired for the night. But not me and Avery. And the palace guards.Avery is trying to convince me to go home and rest for tomorrow when my family’s fate will be decided. But I can’t… even if I go home I will neither sleep nor rest. I have to see Imogene tonight, I have to beg her for their lives. Imogene had remained in the chamber for a couple more minutes with her father before retiring for the night. I know this becaus

Arizona’s POV I thought surely it would be swift, Imogene sentencing one or both of them to death… at least a stripping of rank. She declared them traitors and ran out of here like she was going to incinerate them as soon as she laid eyes on them. I had grown rather irritated with Sophia and Celine’s crying. Such pitiful fools. I refused to let myself feel sorry for them.I loved him.Loved… that was because watching him look up at Imogene with longing in his eyes, I know fighting to keep what I thought we had would be fighting a losing battle. Not with the kind of power Imogene wields now and of course… a son. A cute little boy who looks just like him, what father wouldn’t want a relationship with him? I could have had that with him. A son, a daughter or more. But I let him talk me into so many abortions.Would things have been different if I had had a son for him despite the rules? Would he have saved that look for me? Would I still have had his mother’s favor? My eyes are draw