All Chapters of MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Melissa.The sharp crack split the air the moment I stepped into the perimeter of the dungeon, and I knew that sound too well. It was the unmistakable snap of a whip slicing through space before meeting flesh. My breath hitched instantly, my feet slowing on instinct as dread crawled up my spine.I wanted to hide. The urge was sudden and overwhelming, to melt into the shadows, to press myself against the cold stone walls so the guards wouldn’t notice me. My heart pounded loudly in my ears as I scanned the dim space, searching for somewhere, anywhere, to disappear into. But then I saw her.I saw myself.For a brief, disorienting second, my mind refused to process what my eyes were showing me. I froze, rooted to the spot, shock numbing my limbs. Then it registered fully, crashing into me with brutal clarity.That was Bella.She stood there under the dull torchlight, dressed in white that no longer looked pure but stained and rumpled, clinging to her thin frame. Her hair was pulled back i

Melissa.“Alpha Cain!” I managed to cry out, my voice breaking as desperation clawed at my throat. “Please… don’t do this. I swear I won’t run away anymore. Please!”Cain slowly turned to face me, his lips curving into a sly, knowing smirk that sent a chill straight down my spine. His eyes held no warmth, no mercy—only cruel certainty.“I already said you won’t be running anymore,” he replied calmly, almost amused. “But an Alpha cannot go back on his words.” He paused deliberately, enjoying the tension tightening around my heart. “And guess what?”What?The question echoed loudly in my mind as I stared at him, confused and terrified. Before I could speak, Cain lifted a hand and gestured lazily toward the guards. At once, they moved forward and began unfastening the chains binding my wrists. The cold metal loosened, slipping away from my skin.Relief flooded me instantly, so sudden and overwhelming that my knees nearly buckled. For a fleeting moment, hope sparked in my chest.Maybe… ma

Melissa.They said the words with every ounce of force they could summon, as though speaking them aloud was an act of violence in itself. The declaration echoed through the hall, heavy and final, sealing something I had never wanted sealed.And then we reached that part.The part everyone waited for in hushed anticipation.The part where everything would be bound beyond undoing.The kiss.Silence stretched again, thick and uncomfortable. The elders shifted uneasily, exchanging glances. The crowd leaned forward, curiosity sharpening the air. Yet the Alpha triplets did not move an inch.Not one step.Not one breath in my direction.I stood there, rigid, my heart pounding erratically as the weight of their refusal pressed into me. It was humiliation layered upon humiliation, my existence reduced to something they could openly reject in front of everyone.After several nudges and whispered urgings from the elders, Cain finally moved.Slowly.Reluctantly.He stepped forward, his boots soun

Melissa. “What did you just do, Melissa?”Fredrick’s voice cut through the tension like a whip, echoing across the room as he rushed forward. His steps were quick, purposeful, filled with that familiar intensity I had learned to dread. I watched him carefully, knowing that whatever he thought he saw in that moment would shape everything that followed. I was certain he wouldn’t stop to hear the truth, not really. As long as Amelia lay on the floor, weak and defeated, I was the villain in his eyes. That was the reality of the world I had stumbled into.Fredrick reached Amelia, crouching slightly to help her up. His hands were gentle as he lifted her onto the chair, adjusting her position to make her comfortable, ensuring she looked unharmed. But even in this small act of care, his eyes flicked toward me, not with understanding, but with accusation. I knew then that it didn’t matter what I did or said. As far as he was concerned, I had crossed a line I could never recover from.Once Ame

Melissa.I stayed curled on the floor for what felt like hours, my tears soaking the fabric of my wedding dress , my chest heaving with each sob. The silence of the room pressed down on me like a weight I could barely bear. But somewhere deep inside, beneath the shame, the grief, and the exhaustion, a tiny spark of defiance flickered. A part of me refused to remain completely broken.Slowly, painfully, I forced my trembling limbs to move. My hands pressed against the cold floor, pushing, struggling, as I lifted myself inch by inch. Every joint ached, every muscle screamed, but I forced myself to focus on the motion, up, up, until my knees touched the floor, until finally my trembling legs held me upright.I swayed unsteadily, my body weak, but my chin lifted. I stared at the mirror across the room. My face was streaked with tears, my makeup ruined, my hair messy and wild. But my eyes, my eyes burned with a fire that hadn’t existed before. The fire of grief, yes, but also the fire of r