MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Cain.I wasn’t expecting the sudden outburst from the Lycan prince.It came without warning, sharp and precise, like a striking fang I hadn’t seen coming. One moment I was moving to steady her, to brush a loose strand of hair from her face, and the next, my hand was swept away, pulled aside as though it had never belonged there. I froze instantly, my fingers lingering in midair, useless, suspended between intent and reality.My chest tightened, not with anger, surprisingly, but with a sharp, inexplicable stab of unease that shot straight through me. It wasn’t just his hand, or the movement, or even the interruption itself. It was the authority in the way he had acted. The absolute control in his stance. The unflinching way he positioned himself between her and anyone else. The way his eyes locked on me with lethal calm, the kind that seemed to measure and weigh my very existence. Something about it didn’t make sense.Why was he suddenly so overprotective of her?I had done nothing to

Caleb.For a long moment after she walked away, none of us moved.I stood there like someone had struck me across the face, my mind struggling to catch up with what had just happened. The sound of her heels clicking against the marble floor faded slowly into the distance, yet it echoed loudly inside my head.Melissa.The name kept repeating itself over and over again like a curse I couldn’t escape.Five years.For five years, I had believed she was gone.Dead.Burned to ashes in that fire.And now she had just stood in front of us—alive, stronger, more beautiful than I remembered—and reduced us to nothing with a few sharp words.I swallowed hard.My chest felt tight, like something heavy had been dropped right in the middle of it.“How…” I finally muttered under my breath, though the word sounded weak even to my own ears.Cain hadn’t moved since she left.He stood rooted to the spot, his eyes still fixed in the direction she had gone, his expression blank in a way that unsettled me.C

Melissa.I was still smiling, the corners of my lips lifted in a soft, genuine curve, when Louis leaned closer. His presence pressed just slightly against my side, his voice dropping to that low, intimate murmur that made me shiver despite myself. I let out a soft, quiet laugh, the sound barely above the music, but it was filled with amusement, a gentle escape from the formality of the hall.For a fleeting moment, everything felt effortless. Light. Easy. Like the weight of the entire evening had vanished and all that remained was the simple connection between us.We had just finished greeting a handful of the most important guests, powerful Alphas, influential figures, people who carried themselves with authority and expected the same from us. They were polite, formal, respectful. And I had handled each interaction with practiced grace, answering questions with calm precision, offering polite smiles, nods, and gestures where appropriate. Louis, of course, carried the weight of thei

AmeliaI was still leaning against them when we moved away from the entrance, their hands steadying me as if I might collapse at any moment.If only they knew.The only thing threatening to collapse was the mask I was struggling to keep in place. Inside me, something was boiling, raging and burning so fiercely I could almost feel it clawing its way up my throat.How did it turn up this way?The worst part of it was that stood there…calm, composed and untouched.It infuriated me.That wasn’t how this was supposed to go.I had expected her to lose control, to react, to embarrass herself in front of everyone, just like she always did back then.To remind them all of the weak, pathetic girl she used to be but she didn’t, she didn’t even look affected, she stood there like she was above us.Above me.My fingers curled tightly at my sides as they helped me walk.What I wanted…What I truly wanted…Was to run back there….Grab her….Slap her hard across the face and wipe that calm, superior look

Melissa.“And what makes you think we would do that?”The voices came at the same time, cold, firm and unyielding. I didn’t need to turn immediately to know who they belonged to.But I did anyway, slowly and deliberately.Cain and Caleb stood a few steps behind Cypril, their presence filling the space like a storm that had been waiting for the right moment to strike.Of course.They couldn’t stay away.A scoff slipped from my lips as I shifted my attention fully to them.“Tell me,” I said, my voice calm but edged with steel, “what exactly is stopping you from doing so… Mr. Stone?”The title landed just as sharply as before and just like Cypril they reacted…only slightly, as there was a flicker in their expressions—a brief pause.Something unspoken passed between them and then it was gone, masked and controlled.As if it never happened.Cain’s gaze hardened, his jaw tightening as he stepped forward just enough to close the distance between us.“Are you that eager?” he asked instead, hi