All Chapters of Mated To The Alpha Who Bullied Me: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The warriors dispersed, and I excused myself from Cassian. He had Alpha duties to attend to, and I had… other things. It was over. The traitor was gone. The chaos had ended, but things had shifted. I no longer saw Cassian as the boy who had once bullied me, the one I had hated. I saw him now as the Alpha who had chosen me, who loved me… and whom I loved in return. But there was still one thing left to do, one conversation I had been holding back. I climbed the stairs hastily, my heart beating faster than I wanted to admit, heading for his room. I knocked once. The door clicked open immediately. He had sensed me coming. Mason. He leaned against the doorway, smirking. “What a lovely surprise.” I didn’t respond. I brushed past him into the room, determination steady in my stride. “Don’t,” I warned, when he made to shut the door behind him. His hands went up in surrender, leaning casually against the wall. “I came here to talk,” I said, my voice steadier than I expected it to be.

I meant it to be soft, just a quick kiss, but the moment our lips met, everything gentle unraveled. Cassian kissed me like a man finally allowed to breathe. His hand slid into my hair, tilting my head as his mouth took mine deeper, his tongue brushing mine in a slow, claiming stroke that made my knees weaken. I gasped against him, fingers curling into his shirt, anchoring myself to the heat of him. He groaned low in his chest, the sound vibrating through me. “Talia…” My name on his lips felt like a confession and a curse and a vow. I pressed closer, my body flush to his, and the kiss turned hotter, no hesitation, no distance left between us. His other hand gripped my hip, guiding me back until my spine met the rough bark of a tree. He kissed me harder then, as if the world might end and he needed one last taste. I nipped at his bottom lip, and his breath stuttered, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw before his mouth claimed mine again, deeper, darker, full of everything we’d bee

He didn’t have mercy. He pounded into me, the sounds of skin on skin loud enough for the garden to hear. I was a mess of moans and cries, tears streaking down my face. The sensation of the tree against my bare skin did something unimaginable to me, intensifying my pleasure. Cassian had one hand in my hair, the other between my legs, playing with my clit. He rubbed it relentlessly, making my stomach tighten. “You like that, baby?” His voice was deep, animalistic. “Yes, Alpha!” I responded. He spanked my ass, sending a jolt through me. “Good girl.” Cassian didn’t stop; he fucked me like a starved man, bringing me to multiple orgasms. He took me from behind, my back arched, ass in the air. He turned me around, kissing me deeply as my back pressed against the tree, my legs around him, his cock reaching the depth of me. By the time he finally came, releasing a string of curse words, I was exhausted, my voice lost and my legs numb. His forehead rested on mine, his ha

Tasha didn’t stop chattering. She rambled about everything: Mum, her friends, the pack house, even the weather. Normally she was talkative, but this was different. This was frantic. I knew her well enough to recognise the signs. She was nervous. About something. Her eyes kept darting across the trees, her gaze flicking left to right too quickly, like she was tracking invisible threats. When I pointed it out, she claimed she was watching out for wild animals… but the slight skip in her heartbeat told me everything I needed to know. Something was off. Very off. I slowed to a stop, pretending to need a break. She nodded a little too fast, walking ahead to “scan the trail again.” Her shoulders were stiff, her posture coiled tight like a spring waiting to snap. “Speaking of friends… how’re you holding up with the Kira situation?” I asked, testing her. She shrugged, the movement too stiff, too controlled. “I’m fine. She got what she deserved. She killed pack members to cover her tracks

My scream wouldn’t stop. It tore out of me in a jagged, animal sound, my chest heaving as I clutched Tasha’s limp body against me. My tears blurred everything: trees, sky, her face. All I could hear was the echo of her last breath, the whisper of a girl I grew up with turning cold in my arms. What I felt wasn’t guilt, it wasn’t self-blame. It was something worse. A mourning so sharp it felt like it was peeling my ribs apart from the inside. A grief twisted with betrayal and the hollow ache of someone realising that the person they loved… had never loved them the same way. “T–Tasha…” I choked, my voice breaking on the name. “Why?” The word crumpled into the forest floor. Before I could breathe again, I heard a crack. A rush of steps, a heartbeat I would recognise anywhere. Cassian. He didn’t call my name. He couldn’t. The panic he felt through the bond was too much, it dragged him, pulled him, ripped him through the trees until he stumbled into the clearing and saw… Everythi