All Chapters of Cheated Mate: I Bonded with a Comatose Alpha: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Third Person's POVSelene had always believed that a low-blooded creature like Elena was beneath her. She couldn't stand being trampled by someone she considered trash.Right now, her only way out was to make the crowd see how much Pheisar cared for her.If they saw his devotion, they might back off and swallow their insults.Since Pheisar's biggest weakness was his guilt over her "condition," she had to play the blood-coughing victim.She had two fake blood capsules tucked under her tongue.She tilted her head back, raising her voice to draw every eye in the hallway."I never did those things. I'm too proud to stoop that low... I have my dignity..."Mid-sentence, she bit down hard on the capsules.Bright red blood began to seep from her lips, staining her chin.She let her body go limp, stumbling as she collapsed toward the floor."Selene!"Pheisar and Dominic lunged for her at the same time.

Third Person's POV"Huh!"Hannah didn't even bother maintaining her regal composure—she just rolled her eyes.Her pheromones instantly shifted to sharp disgust, hitting Kayla like a bucket of ice water."You 'don't hold a grudge' against Elena?" Hannah mocked."After all the times you framed her and dragged her name through the mud, you don't have the right to talk about grudges. Kayla, you're a piece of work, acting all innocent while you pull these strings."The surrounding she-wolves, who had been watching the drama unfold, couldn't help but snicker behind their hands.Kayla turned ghostly pale, the embarrassment visible on her face.She quickly looked down, doubling down on her "victim" act.Simon didn't want to start a war with the Blackthorns, but he couldn't just stand there while Kayla was insulted."I swear by the Moon Goddess, you've got this all wrong," Simon said, stepping up."Kayla is the kindest soul I know. Even after everything Elena did to her, she's still worried ab

Third Person's POVZander gripped the steering wheel, his tone icy.He took a sharp turn that sent Elena sliding against the door, his words making her go rigid."Pick a day when he's free. I'm meeting him."Zander stared straight ahead, his eyes fixed on the road.Since he'd promised Gaylord he'd protect Elena like a brother, he had to vet this guy himself. He wouldn't allow another low-life like Pheisar to get close enough to hurt her again.Elena's heart hammered against her ribs."Moon Goddess, help me!" That "classmate" was a total lie she'd spun on the spot.Now Zander was acting like a drill sergeant about an inspection. How was she supposed to fake an entire person?"Is that a problem?"Zander glanced at her through the rearview mirror, a flicker of suspicion in his eyes."No... not at all," Elena said, looking down to avoid his gaze."He's just... not much of a socialite. I'm worried he'll b

Third Person's POV"It's not like that..."Stuart's voice on the other end was frantic, the words tumbling out in a rush.Earlier tonight, Zander had attended the Alpha Summit. In a desperate bid to claw their way into the Blackthorns' good graces, an Alpha from a minor pack had done the unthinkable: he'd spiked Zander's drink with a Lust Curse."A... Lust Curse? What exactly is that?" Elena asked.Even though she could guess what a potion with a name like that did, she needed to hear it."It's a high-potency stimulant designed specifically for Alphas," Stuart explained. "It forces an Alpha into an artificial heat. It's violent, and it must be... relieved through a she-wolf, or the consequences are permanent."Stuart had already rushed Zander to the werewolf hospital, but the diagnosis was chilling.The concentration of the curse was so high it was both addictive and destructive.Without a compatible she-wolf scent to neutralize the toxic surge, Zander's wolf would lose control and li

Third Person's POVThe entire bedroom was drowning in the Alpha's violent aura.The water glass on the nightstand rattled, and the air was thick with the scent of heat—a heady mix of sweat, the sweet musk of a she-wolf, and the sharp, arctic scent of the male.Elena felt like she was falling into a bottomless abyss.In that surging ocean of pheromones, she was a fragile, solitary boat, rising and falling with the rhythm of the tide.After a brief release, Zander didn't seem satisfied. He grabbed her ankles, pulling her back to wrap around his waist."Zander... don't you ever need to rest?"Elena's voice was thin and raspy, carrying the flushed afterglow of the encounter.She tried to push him away, but when her fingertips touched his chest, her strength evaporated into a soft, tingling warmth.There was no answer.Zander let out a low hum in his throat.In the next second, his large palm clamped onto