All Chapters of The Alpha's Scorned Mate : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Jax The alphas sat gathered in the dining room. The elders had asked me to host the meeting of the alphas since my pack was in a central location. Selene had carefully selected a nice spread of assorted refreshments. I was honestly impressed by her efforts, as were the other alphas, judging by the speed at which they devoured the food and drinks. We’d sat the required mourning period in the lounge. It hadn’t been without its challenges. Lucinda was still hostile towards Selene, as were her friends. It wasn’t so much what they said as how they acted—they were cold and distant, and I caught them mocking Selene several times behind her back. But my Selene had been the epitome of grace during the mourning. She’d conducted herself with an authority befit of any Luna, and I was genuinely proud of her. As soon as the mourning period had finished, we began the preparations for the meeting of the alphas. All alphas within our boundary were invited to attend, and they were all in attendanc

Selene One Month Later “I need you to relax,” the doctor said. I was lying on the crinkly blue paper in the examination room, wearing nothing but a thin paper gown. I didn’t know this doctor—Doctor Allen. He was a pack doctor, but we had a different doctor in the slums, so I was nervous. “I’m trying to relax,” I told him. He opened my paper gown and began feeling around on my stomach. I’d asked Amelia, in private, to arrange an appointment for me. Immediately, her eyes flooded with concern, and she’d asked me if I was ill. “I’m fine,” I told her. “I just need to see the doctor. And I need you to be discreet, okay?” I trusted Amelia. Over the past few months, she’d become my go-to maid. The new Head Maid was lovely, don’t get me wrong. But Amelia was closer to my age, and there was just something about her. Whenever I needed something private, I asked Amelia. She’d become my own personal source of feminine hygiene products, books about sex, and revealing lingerie. Jax’s sexual a

Selene I awoke to a pounding headache. I was disoriented, and an odd, unfamiliar scent filled my nose. I opened my eyes, then squeezed them back shut. The light was too bright, and I felt like a jackhammer was in my head. My stomach turned. My tongue felt thick in my mouth. I desperately needed some water. I rolled onto my side, letting my cheek sink into the soft silk pillowcase. Maybe I’d just go back to sleep for a bit. I was so tired... Wait a minute. Silk? That was strange. Jax didn’t have silk pillowcases. A feeling of dread washed over me. Something wasn’t right, but I struggled to make sense of what was happening. Memories from the night before flashed through my mind, but they were hazy, like bits and pieces of a puzzle that I couldn’t quite put together. I was at the Harvest—we all were. I was sitting with my sisters, trying to stop Suze from eating cake with her hands. Lucinda came over and asked for a truce. She offered me a piece of cake and then... I got sick. I r

Jax “You need to eat something,” my mother said with sympathetic eyes. She passed me a plate of small sandwiches. “I’m not hungry,” I replied. It was the truth. I hadn’t eaten since the Harvest, but I had no appetite. Heartbreak will do that to you. I was in my parents’ private study. It hadn’t taken long for the test results to come back, even though it had felt like an eternity. I’d waited in my room, pacing, unable to grasp the enormity of the situation. Someone had betrayed me, but who? My best friend, my sworn confidante and loyal Beta? Or the love of my life, my Moon Goddess-blessed mate? The doctor came in the early afternoon. He sat on the side of my bed and listed off the results. There were no drugs in Selene’s system. There was Milkflower in Marcus’. I struggled to process the doctor’s words. “Milkflower?” I asked despondently. “I’m afraid so, Alpha Jax,” the doctor confirmed. “That can’t be,” I told him. My heart ached, and my chest tightened. “Tests don’t lie.

Selene It was dark and damp in the dungeon, and I shivered constantly. I thought life in the slums was hell—well, life in the dungeon made life in the slums look like a tropical vacation. Stale bread and rancid vegetables were all they fed me, along with half a glass of dirty water a day. I never knew real thirst until I’d spent two days in the dungeon. I was worried about my baby, but I figured they wouldn’t keep me there for long. And the worst part? I didn’t know why I was there! After Jax found me in bed with Marcus, the guards dragged me back to my room and locked me in. The doctor had appeared, but he barely said two words to me. He stuck a needle in my arm. I asked him what he was doing, and he said he was testing me for drugs. I didn’t understand why Jax needed proof, but apparently, he did. No matter—the test would verify my story and then Jax would come to me, or at least, that’s what I told myself. Instead, the guards came in and dragged me down here to the dungeon. I