All Chapters of Dear Ex Mate, You're Mine to Ruin: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Lillian’s POVI stood by the passenger side of the car, waiting for Alanna to slide into the front seat. I had explicitly asked her to come along with me to the designer’s boutique today, and it wasn't just because I wanted company for my fitting. Part of me was deeply hurt and incredibly frustrated. I couldn't understand why Alanna was being so stubbornly guarded, refusing to tell me a single thing about Aiden’s past. It drove me crazy that she had shut down completely, ending up in a flood of tears the moment I tried to insist on the truth in the hallway last night. She was my closest friend, yet suddenly, a wall of secrets had dropped between us.As I pulled the car out of the driveway and onto the main road, the heavy silence inside the vehicle became completely suffocating. The ride to the stylist’s boutique was… awkward. It was an agonizing, painful kind of quiet. In all the years we had known each other, this was the very first time we both felt too awkward and tense to eve

Aaron’s POVI stood at the head of the polished glass conference table, watching the top investors gather their tablets and leather folders as they filed out of the room. The meeting had been a massive success. For months, these same men had looked down their noses at me, treating AMS Corps like a sinking ship. But today? Today they were practically bowing at my feet, desperate for a bigger piece of the pie. The vertical spike in our stock value had completely changed the game, and the sweet taste of absolute victory was finally within my reach.As the heavy glass doors clicked shut behind the last investor, Shantel walked into the room from the side entrance. She was holding a thin tablet against her chest, a triumphant, knowing smirk plastered across her face.She walked straight up to me, turning the screen around so I could see the glowing charts. "The final projections just came in from the analytics team, Aaron," she said, her voice full of pride. "Look at this. If we keep goin

Aaron’s POVI pulled the car into the long driveway of the pack house and shut off the engine. I checked my luxury watch in the dim light of the dashboard. The timing was absolutely perfect. I had managed to kill the assistant director, trick the harbor security by checking into her cruise ship cabin, and drive all the way back across the city without hitting a single delay. I smoothed down the collar of my shirt, took a deep breath to shake off the lingering scent of rain and blood, and walked inside. I was right on time for dinner.The moment I stepped through the grand front doors, the rich, heavy scent of roasted meat, expensive wine, and sweet spices hit my nose.I walked into the formal dining room and saw that Shantel had gone completely all out. She had prepared a truly luxurious meal. The massive mahogany table was covered in fine silver plates, glowing candles, and a massive spread of high-end food that could easily feed a dozen Alphas.Shantel was sitting at the head of the

Dorian’s POVThe attack on Lillian was completely spontaneous, hitting us right out of the blue when we least expected it. As I stood in the damp, dimly lit basement of the pack house, my mind began racing back to the events of the previous night. A cold realization washed over me. The strange, silent wolves that had been creeping around my car when I was returning from the Alpha meeting weren't just testing my patience. They were a calculated distraction. While they kept my attention locked on the highway, their actual strike force was trying to sneak their way into my palace grounds under the cover of darkness. And the worst part was, it had almost worked.If I hadn't returned when I did, or if Aiden hadn't been down in the garden, Lillian would have been completely unprotected. I immediately sent out a full security detail to scout the entire perimeter of the property. They searched every hedge, every treeline, and every dark corner of the estate, but fortunately, there was nobody

Dorian’s POVThe traps were fully set, and the damage was completely done. Within a matter of hours, Alpha Crimson had his hands completely full. He was drowning in a sea of corporate ruin, and his phones were ringing off the hook with furious investors. To make matters worse for him, the leaked video had worked perfectly. He was now facing a massive, looming battle with the fierce Valor pack, whose Alpha was already mobilizing warriors to avenge the ultimate betrayal of his mate bond. Crimson was completely cornered, fighting for his survival on two separate fronts.I sat back in my office chair, my mind already moving past him. I knew exactly who the next target on my list had to be. Aaron and his magically inflated corporate empire needed to be dismantled next. But as I looked at the strategic maps on my desk, I realized there was absolutely nothing I could do right now except wait. The exclusive high-society party was happening in two days, and I needed to be incredibly calculativ