All Chapters of MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51. Water.

Melissa.My steps slowed as I reached Cypril’s door.The glass of water trembled slightly in my hand, tiny ripples forming along the surface. I told myself it was just exhaustion, just frustration, nothing more.I pushed the door open gently.And froze.Amelia was in his arms.Her fingers were tangled in his shirt, clutching him like she needed him to breathe. Cypril’s hands were on her waist, firm and possessive, pulling her close as their lips were locked together. It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t hesitant. It was heated, intense enough that I could hear the faint sound of their breathing even from where I stood.The sight struck me like a physical blow.For a second, I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. My fingers tightened around the glass until I was certain it might shatter.I shouldn’t care.I reminded myself of that instantly.He had made it very clear where I stood. Very clear what I meant to him. This shouldn’t hurt.But it did.A sharp, humiliating ache spread through my chest, craw

Last Updated : 2026-02-12

52. YOU ARE LUNA.

MELISSA.The sound of his voice struck harder than the glass hitting the floor.“What the hell is wrong with you?”I flinched.The shards of glass glittered at my feet, water spreading across the polished floor and soaking into the hem of my dress. My chest rose and fell unevenly, each breath scraping painfully against the tightness lodged inside me.I couldn’t answer.What was I supposed to say?That watching him kiss her felt like someone had reached into my chest and twisted something vital? That the mate bond pulsed like an open wound every time his lips touched someone else’s?That I hated myself for feeling it at all?“I…I’m sorry,” I managed, though my voice came out thinner than I intended.Cypril stepped toward me, anger radiating off him in waves. Amelia remained behind him, one hand resting lightly on his arm as if to calm him, or perhaps to stake her claim.“Sorry?” he repeated sharply. “You stand there daydreaming and drop a glass like some careless child, and all you can

Last Updated : 2026-02-13

53. OUT OF CONTROL.

MELISSA.I turned down the corridor that led to my room, my steps slower now, heavier.The pack house was quieter at this hour. The lights along the walls burned low, casting flickering shadows that stretched and twisted across the stone. My body felt drained, emotionally, physically, like I had nothing left to give anyone.All I wanted was my room.Four walls, a door I could lock and most importantly silence.I barely made it halfway down the hall when I felt it.A presence, it was strong, intense, wrong.I looked up.And it was him.Caleb.He stood at the far end of the corridor.At first glance, nothing seemed unusual. He stood tall, shoulders broad, hands clenched loosely at his sides. But then he lifted his head fully, and our eyes met.My breath hitched.His eyes weren’t calm.They weren’t steady.They glowed faintly, the gold of his wolf swirling violently beneath the surface. His jaw was tight, nostrils flaring slightly as if he were scenting the air. There was something raw i

Last Updated : 2026-02-14

54. FORBIDDEN WORD.

Caleb.I was burning from the inside out.It wasn’t anger. It wasn’t simple frustration. It was something far more primal, an ache that settled deep in my bones and spread through my veins like wildfire. My skin felt too tight for my body, my breaths uneven, my thoughts tangled with the restless growl of my wolf.I needed release.I needed the touch of a woman.I told myself there was a solution, a simple, direct yet familiar one.Amelia.All I needed was Amelia. Her scent, her touch, her presence. She had always been enough to steady me, enough to quiet the beast clawing at my control.That was what I repeated in my head as I rushed out of my room.Find Amelia.Calm down.Control it.My wolf paced violently beneath my skin, pushing, snarling, urging me forward. I clenched my fists, fighting for dominance over my own body as I moved down the corridor.Then I caught her scent.Sweet, feminine, familiar.Without thinking, I followed it.The moment it grew stronger, sharper—clearer—I los

Last Updated : 2026-02-15

55. Resistance.

Melissa.I stepped back from her like she had burned me.My chest was rising too fast. My pulse wouldn’t slow. The air in my room felt too thick, too tight, like there wasn’t enough oxygen to feed the war happening inside me.Control yourself.My hands dragged through my hair as I turned away from her, putting a few feet of distance between us. I stared at the opposite wall, jaw clenched so hard it ached.This wasn’t supposed to be happening.I wanted Amelia. I had chosen Amelia. Everything in my life was aligned toward that choice.So why did my wolf keep pacing, restless and unsatisfied?Behind me, I could hear Melissa’s breathing. Soft. Uneven. A reminder that she was still there. That I had just kissed her like a starving man.“Mate.” My wolf kept echoing within me, low and possessive.“Shut up,” I muttered under my breath, though I didn’t know if I was speaking to myself or the beast inside me.I shouldn’t even look at her.But I did.I turned.She hadn’t moved. Her back was stil

Last Updated : 2026-02-16

56. I am leaving.

Melissa.I didn’t even get the chance to breathe properly.Every time I tried to pull in air, Caleb’s mouth was on mine again, stealing it, consuming it. His kisses weren’t gentle, they were relentless. One would barely end before another began, his lips moving against mine with a hunger that left me dizzy and disoriented.My lungs burned, but I couldn’t think clearly enough to care.For a few moments, I got lost in it.Lost in the heat of his hands at my waist. Lost in the way his body pressed against mine, solid and unyielding. Lost in the intensity of it all, the rawness, the urgency, the way he kissed me like I was the only thing grounding him.And when he pulled away briefly, just enough for air to rush between us, I found myself wanting him to come back.And he did.His lips claimed mine again without hesitation, deeper this time, slower, almost deliberate. His fingers tightened at my waist as though anchoring me in place.Then, against my mouth, I heard him mutter.“Whore… don’

Last Updated : 2026-02-17

57. A LIE.

CAIN.The second my fingers closed around her arm, it hit me, not shock in shock, neither was it a surprise. It was recognition.A slow, spreading heat unfurled beneath my skin, controlled, contained, but no less powerful than the wildfire Caleb carried. His burned fast and reckless. Mine burned deeper, steadier. The kind that settled low in the gut and waited patiently for permission to rise.She froze when I turned her to face me.The movement wasn’t violent. It didn’t need to be. I rotated her slowly until her back hovered inches from the door, until her body was aligned with mine and there was nowhere for her eyes to escape except into mine.Up close, the mark on her cheek stood out more clearly, a faint flush beneath her skin, the thin smear of red at the corner of her mouth hadn’t escaped me either.My jaw tightened, not outwardly, not enough for her to notice.But something shifted inside me.We were triplets. We felt things the same way, desired the same way, claimed the same

Last Updated : 2026-02-18

58. Weakness.

Melissa.My heart was still racing, wild, uneven, traitorous, but I didn’t let it show. I locked every tremor behind a wall of practiced indifference. I did not let him see how deeply his words had cut, how they had slipped beneath my skin and lodged there, sharp and unrelenting.“You won’t be getting what you want, Melissa. Our heart belongs to Amelia.”The sentence echoed in my mind, louder than it had sounded from his lips. It didn’t fade. It didn’t soften. It repeated itself over and over, as if my own thoughts had turned against me.What I want?If only he knew.If only he understood that I hadn’t asked for any of this. I hadn’t asked to be pulled into their orbit. I hadn’t asked to feel the weight of three pairs of eyes tracking my every breath, every shift in posture, every flicker of emotion. I hadn’t asked for the confusion, for the pull, for the way my body seemed to respond before my mind could command it otherwise.I kept my face blank, calm, composed, unreadable. Years of

Last Updated : 2026-02-19

59. Told you...

Melissa.I hadn’t even fully stepped into the room when it happened. One moment I was closing the door behind me, the next…his hand flew across my face.The impact was instant.Sharp.Unforgiving.And it landed on the exact same spot Caleb’s hand had struck earlier.The pain exploded across my cheek, doubling the sting, as if the skin hadn’t even recovered from the first blow. My head snapped to the side and for a second, the room blurred.I sucked in a breath through my teeth, wincing as the ache spread outward, hot and throbbing. My ears rang faintly.What crime have I committed now?The question screamed in my mind before I could form any words.“Do you think being called Luna gives you the right to misbehave?!” Fredrick yelled.His voice was louder now, no restraint, no calm calculation like before, just anger.Raw and misplaced.I slowly turned my face back toward him, blinking against the sting in my eyes. Not tears. I refused to cry.“And what have I done this time around?” I h

Last Updated : 2026-02-20

60. HOT OIL.

Melissa.My cheek was still throbbing when I stepped into the kitchen.The heat from the stoves wrapped around me instantly, thick and suffocating, mixing with the scent of spices and simmering broth. Normally, the kitchen was loud in a comforting way, pots clanking, knives chopping, low chatter between omegas.Tonight, the noise shifted the second I entered.It didn’t stop.But it changed.Conversations lowered into whispers, eyes lifted, and then came the looks.Disgust.Judgment.Curiosity poorly disguised as concern.I walked further in without saying a word, keeping my chin level. If they noticed the redness on my face or the faint swelling on my lips, they didn’t comment, at least not loudly.I could hear them anyway.“She didn’t prepare anything?”“I heard Amelia asked her personally.”“So this is how a Luna behaves?”The word Luna no longer sounded like a title.It sounded like an accusation.I moved toward the counter, reaching for vegetables to begin chopping. My hands were

Last Updated : 2026-02-20

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