All Chapters of Love is Hell; Mate is Heaven: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Adrian’s POV"Out. Now."The word scraped my throat as the door slammed behind Seraphina.The two girls froze. Towels clung to their skin, eyes wide like cornered prey. Steam from the shower still hung in the air, thick and sour.Neither moved. They just stared at me, waiting.I looked down, not at them but at the carpet. The spot where her feet had been. My pulse hammered so hard my vision blurred.I had told them to leave hours ago. Why were they still here?The blonde whispered, "Alpha?"Her voice crawled under my skin. I lifted my head and met their eyes. They flinched back."Leave," I said again, quieter this time.The words burned on the way out. I wanted to rip something apart, but blood wouldn’t fix anything. It wouldn’t bring her back through that door.What did I even see in these women?Seraphina’s face flashed in my mind. Her glare. That slap. That

Adrian’s POV“Adrian, you’ve got to be kidding me,” Zane snorted, leaning back in his chair. “You really don’t know how to handle this?”Adrian rolled his eyes, tossing his phone down. “I’m not in the mood for your jokes, Zane.”His friend grinned, eyes twinkling. “You came to me for advice, man. It’s like walking into a lion’s den for help with steak.”“Funny,” Adrian muttered, feeling the weight of his frustration. He could always count on Zane to crack jokes at the worst possible times. But right now? Adrian wasn’t laughing.This was about his fated mate. It wasn’t some random joke or prank. This was serious.The last thing he needed was Zane messing with him. But deep down, Adrian knew better. Zane had always had his back—teasing, pushing, but always there when it mattered. Still, Adrian was starting to wonde

Mabel’s POV“You think all this will even fit?”Navy’s voice echoed through the underground garage as she tried to push another box into the van.“It will,” Seraphina said flatly, folding down the last seat. “I measured.”“You measured?” Colton blinked at her.Seraphina didn’t answer. She just shoved a paper bag toward the back and nodded for Navy to move. Tanisha laughed under her breath.I leaned against the side of the van, smiling as I watched them. Six of us, all talking at once, bags piling higher than I thought possible. I’d never done this before. Shopping with friends. Laughing about nonsense. Feeling like I belonged.Vivian turned the key and cheerful music filled the space. “Let’s load up, ladies. If anything breaks, I’m blaming Navy.”“Hey!” Navy protested, but she was already

(Seraphina’s POV)“I said keep those down and you can leave.”Her voice hit me before I even opened my mouth. Calm. Sharp. Cold enough to make me pause mid-step.I looked at her. Seraphina sat at that small desk by the window, her hair falling like a curtain over one shoulder, eyes locked on her laptop. The screen light traced her face, softening the edge of her anger, but not enough to hide it.She didn’t even look up.I clenched my jaw. An Alpha shouldn’t need to fight for attention, but here I was, standing in her doorway like an idiot holding a bouquet of crushed flowers.“Seraphina.”No response. Her fingers tapped the keys like I wasn’t even in the room.Fine. Two can play that game.I cleared my throat. Loud enough.Her reply came fast. “I said, leave them and go.”My temper snapped. The shopping bags in my hand hit the floo

Adrian’s POV“Get out of my way.”I pushed off the wall outside Seraphina’s room before I could change my mind. Every part of me wanted to turn back, to knock, to apologize again. But I knew she needed space, and pushing her now would only make her shut me out harder.I walked down the hall, trying to ignore the ache clawing at my chest. My wolf stirred inside me, restless and loud. He wanted her scent, her voice, anything. I clenched my fists until my nails bit into my palms.I was good at many things. Negotiating treaties. Breaking up fights. Handling pack finances. I could face a rogue ambush without blinking. But dealing with women, especially one who mattered, was a field I had no training in.When I spoke to others, I said what I meant and didn’t care if it hurt. As Alpha, I never had to charm anyone. Power made people polite. Women usually lined up to please me, and all I had to do was choose. That was