All Chapters of Cheated Mate: I Bonded with a Comatose Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Third Person's POVZander's elite bloodline and the sheer weight of the Blackthorn name made his aura terrifying.Right now, his pale gold eyes were locked onto Naomi like a predator zeroing in on its prey.The air in the room grew heavy, carrying the bone-chilling scent of an arctic glacier.Naomi felt like an invisible hand was squeezing her throat, and a cold sweat broke out across her forehead.She could feel her wolf whimpering, desperate to tuck tail and run.But she couldn't handle the public shaming, and she definitely couldn't handle prison.Swallowing her fear, she shot a quick, desperate look at Selene—still nestled in Pheisar's arms—hoping they'd keep up the pressure.Selene got the hint.She leaned weakly against Pheisar, her eyes rimmed with red. She let out a soft, piteous sob, playing his protective instincts like a fiddle."My mom can't go to jail..."Her delicate fingers gripped Pheisar's shirt as tears rolled down her cheeks."I'm so scared... I'm scared that when m

Third Person's POVNaomi's eyes lit up instantly. Her fear vanished, replaced by a bloodthirsty excitement."But you have to remember—"Selene warned her coldly. "Only take the photos. Absolutely do not let those men touch her or force themselves on her! Elena has a wild streak in her. If you actually destroy her, she'll make sure we go down with her. If things get that messy, even Zander will be alerted.""As long as we get those compromising photos, she can be as stubborn as she wants—she'll have no choice but to sign that waiver to save her reputation!"Hearing her daughter's vicious plan, Naomi trembled with excitement.It was perfect! Once she had those photos, Elena would be nothing more than prey to be kept under her heel forever.Two days later at the hospital, Elena's concussion had cleared up well, and she was discharged on Saturday afternoon.Even though sharing a room with Zander for two days had been awkward—mostly thanks to that "classmate" lie—she was in a great mood.S

Third Person's POVElena demanded an answer, her voice sharp.But her gut told her it wasn't Dominic.He might be erratic and intense, but if he wanted to teach her a lesson, he'd do it to her face. He wasn't the type to use these kinds of bottom-tier, sleazy tactics.That left only one explanation: Naomi and Selene had made their move.To force her into signing that waiver, they'd sent someone to dig up dirt—or create some.And since the door was locked from the outside, it meant someone was already in the room with her.At the back of the dressing room stood a massive, double-door solid wood wardrobe. A dangerous thought flashed through Elena's mind."Creeeeeak—"The sound of wood grinding against wood set her teeth on edge.The color drained from Elena's face, and every muscle in her body coiled tight.She wasn't stupid enough to go over and check; instead, she backed against the wall like a cornered animal, her eyes locked on the wardrobe.The doors swung open.Two lean, rough-loo

Third Person's POVLuck was actually on her side for once. The frosted glass window on the third floor was cracked open just enough.Elena felt a surge of relief. She shoved the window open and slipped inside with the agility of a cat.But the second her feet hit the floor, she smelled it—a thick, overpowering scent of Alpha pheromones. Her entire body went rigid.This wasn't a hallway. She had climbed into a spacious restroom.Standing at the far end was a tall, broad-shouldered wolf who had just finished zipping his pants and was turning around. His eyes were a mix of utter shock and dangerous intensity.It was Dominic.Elena had been so focused on saving her own life that she hadn't actually seen anything she shouldn't have.But finding herself face-to-face with Dominic during a life-or-death escape felt like a streak of pure bad luck.She hopped down from the windowsill and didn't even give the man—who was currently scrambling to fix his clothes—a second glance. She made a beeline

Third Person's POVHot tears soaked through his custom-tailored shirt, landing directly against his chest.Zander's fingers twitched uncontrollably. After a heartbeat of hesitation, he began to pat her back with a gentle rhythm, releasing a faint, soothing trace of his pheromones to calm her."Crunch—"Standing to the side, Dominic's fists were clenched so hard his knuckles popped, the sound echoing sharply in the silent hallway.His handsome, stone-cold face looked like he was ready to commit a massacre.She had completely ignored him and charged straight into Zander's arms!Dominic knew his cousin had always detested Elena—Zander was the one who suggested she try dating Dominic in the first place just to get her away. But seeing her buried so dependently in Zander's chest made Dominic's wolf let out a frantic, jealous snarl.The sight was a jagged glass shard in his eyes. He bared his fangs and spoke through gritted teeth. "Elena... what exactly do you think you're doing?!"The two