All Chapters of MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Melissa.I woke with a sharp gasp, my body jerking as though I’d been dragged violently back into myself.Pain greeted me everywhere.It seeped into my bones, throbbed behind my eyes, coiled tight around my chest. Even breathing felt like punishment. I lay there for a long moment, staring at the canopy above my bed, afraid that if I moved even an inch, my body might split apart.My bond burned.It wasn’t the warm, reassuring pull I had once imagined, once dreamed about when I still believed love could save me. No. This was agony. Raw. Unfiltered. As though something inside me had rejected its own existence and was now punishing me for it.I tried to sit up.A sharp wave of pain tore through my spine, and my vision swam. White dots exploded before my eyes, my head spinning violently. I barely had time to clutch the sheets before the room tilted sideways.Then—nothing.Darkness swallowed me whole.When I came to again, I was drenched in cold sweat, my body trembling uncontrollably. My h

Melissa.I didn’t wait another second. Panic clawed at my chest, and my legs carried me on autopilot, taking me away from him, away from the suffocating presence of Davian, away from anything that might make me feel again. I ran down the corridor, my gown brushing against the cold stone floors, my heart hammering so violently I was sure he could hear it.By the time I reached my room, my hands were trembling. I fumbled with the door, shoved it shut behind me, and leaned against it, chest heaving as if I’d just run for my life. The lock clicked into place, and suddenly the hallway, the Alphas, even Davian himself, felt impossibly far away. For a brief moment, I allowed myself to hope that behind this door, I could disappear. I could vanish from everyone’s eyes, from everyone’s cruelty, from everyone’s expectations.I sank to the floor, letting my back rest against the cool wood. My hands were clammy, my fingers curling into the folds of my gown as if gripping them could hold me togethe

Melissa.I was completely dumbfounded, my mind struggling to keep up with the moment unfolding before me. What was it that he truly wanted from me? Power? Control? Or was this all just another cruel way to remind me of how small and disposable I was in their world? A dark thought crossed my mind, sharp and unwanted, would they all finally be satisfied if I simply disappeared? If I stopped breathing, stopped existing, would that bring them peace?My eyes lifted to his face without permission, and my heart lurched painfully in my chest. He was far too close. Dangerously close. I could feel the heat radiating from him, his presence overwhelming, pressing in on me until the air felt too thick to breathe. My fingers twitched at my sides, my body frozen between fear and something I didn’t want to name.I swallowed hard, the movement painful, and forced myself to look away. I couldn’t afford to meet his eyes. I shouldn’t even be standing this close to him. What was wrong with me? Why wasn’t

MELISAA.The familiar figure that stepped into the room was no other than Davian.For a split second, everything inside me froze.“Oh my, Cypril,” Davian drawled, his voice smooth and amused as his gaze flicked between us. A sly smirk curved his lips, slow and deliberate. “Did I interrupt something?”My heart slammed painfully against my ribs.“Cousin,” he continued lightly, taking a step forward, one that contradicted the false politeness in his tone. “You seem rather… urgent. Should I excuse you?”Cypril stiffened beside me. His hand dropped from my body immediately, as though my presence had suddenly become inconvenient. Irritation flashed across his face as he turned fully to Davian. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand, then calmly adjusted the buttons of his shirt, masking what had just happened as though it were nothing.“What are you doing here, Davian?” Cypril snapped, his tone sharp, impatient.I remained rooted to the spot, my hands clenched at my sides, my body stil

Melissa.I hadn’t completely taken a step forward when the door swung wider and Amelia walked in.The timing felt deliberate, cruel even. I froze where I stood, my hand barely lifted from my side, my body still angled toward the exit. For a split second, our eyes met.The look on her face when she saw me was terrifying.Not shock.Not confusion.It was something darker, something calculating. Her gaze swept over me slowly, from my disheveled appearance to the way I stood too stiffly, too guarded. Her lips parted slightly, and though she regained her composure almost instantly, I caught that flash in her eyes. A flash that made my stomach twist.“Oh dear sister! What are you doing here?” she asked sweetly once her expression smoothed out.Her voice dripped with false concern, coated in syrupy innocence that made my skin crawl.I didn’t answer.I couldn’t.I wasn’t in the mood for her performance. Not now. Not after everything that had just happened. My body still ached from Cypril’s gr