All Chapters of MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Caleb.All my life, I had believed Amelia was a sweet, innocent girl compared to the vile Melissa the Moon Goddess had mated to us. We had built our entire world around protecting her, elevating her gentleness, and shielding her from the spiteful creature we thought Melissa was.But after listening to Amelia's raw, shameless confession through the cracked door of the inner chamber, I was utterly dumbfounded. The ground beneath my feet seemed to dissolve, leaving me suspended in a horrifying void of betrayal.“Amelia, why did you do all that?” I asked, my voice cracking with total, paralyzing confusion as I stared at the girl I had sworn to love.I still couldn't believe what exactly was happening. It felt like a fever dream, a sick twist of reality. After ensuring Amelia was sound asleep in her quarters, resting off the day's turmoil, my brothers and I had initially come to Melissa's room to warn her never to repeat the violent, humiliating stunt she had pulled in the garden again. We

Melissa. Watching Amelia crumble to her knees, wailing and desperately clutching Cypril’s leg like a drowned cat, didn’t give me a single shred of satisfaction. It was just pathetic. For years, these three men had built an altar for this girl, sacrificing my blood, my reputation, and my sanity to keep her smiling. And now, watching the grand illusion pop like a cheap bubble right in the middle of my bedroom was more exhausting than entertaining. “Cypril, please! I can explain! Please don't send me back!” Amelia shrieked, her voice cracking into a high-pitched, desperate squeal as she dragged herself along the floorboards. Cypril didn't even flinch. He simply looked down at her with cold, clinical detachment, before forcefully prying her trembling fingers off his trouser leg. He shook his foot free as if brushing off a piece of trash. “There is nothing left to explain, Amelia,” Cypril said, his voice dropping into an icy register that carried no warmth, no nostalgia, and certa

Fredrick.My hands were trembling so badly I had to shove them deep into my pockets just to hide it. I stared down at Amelia, my mind completely spinning out of control.This was a nightmare, I mean It just had to be, probably a prank.This was the same girl I had spent years protecting, the girl I thought was too delicate, too gentle for the harsh realities of our pack. Whenever she cried, I rushed to her side. Whenever she smiled, I felt like everything was right in the world. And Snowball… I had buried my cat behind the garden shed, weeping like a child, while she sat beside me, holding my hand and whispering how evil Melissa was for taking his life.She had held my hand, and she had practically wiped my tears.“Frederick, please!” Amelia shrieked, her voice shrill and pathetic as she reached out, her fingers scraping against the hem of my trousers. “You know me! You know I'm not a monster! I was just a scared little girl! Please tell them to let me go!”I couldn't move. I couldn

Melissa.My mind raced with endless, chaotic questions, curiosity burning like a sharp needle deep in my chest. A strange, hysterical woman at the pack gates screaming my name? I didn't have many allies left in this godforsaken world, and anyone who actually knew me understood better than to make a wild, public scene at the outer boundaries unless something was gravely, horribly wrong.I signaled the head guard with a firm, sharp nod of my head. “Lead the way,” I ordered, my voice leaving absolutely no room for debate.I tried to gently release myself from Louis’s firm grip around my waist, intending to walk ahead on my own two feet, but he didn't budge a single inch. Instead, his arm tightened slightly, pulling me back against his broad, steady chest with unwavering certainty.He leaned down, his warm, soothing breath tickling my ear as he whispered softly, “You don't need to handle such dirty jobs yourself, Melissa.” He paused, his breath hot against my skin. “Let me deal with any

Louis.I stood with my back pressed against the heavy wooden doors of the medical wing, my arms folded loosely across my chest. Davian was at my left, leaning against the wall with his hand never straying far from the hilt of his sword.Inside the room, the healers were moving fast, mixing salves, wrapping wounds, and trying to bring down the burning fever racking Bella’s frail body. And right beside the bed sat Melissa. She hadn't let go of Bella’s hand for a single second.Watching Melissa through the glass panel was agonizing. The fierce, unyielding woman who had just shut down four powerful men back at the gate was now looking down at her friend with a raw, bleeding vulnerability. She looked so fragile sitting there, holding onto a ghost. It made my chest tighten. I swore right then that no one in this wretched pack would ever break her again.The heavy thud of footsteps echoing down the hallway shattered the quiet.I didn't even need to look up to know who it was. Cain marched do