All Chapters of Mated to My Intended's Enemy: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

JasperThe past few weeks had been nothing but numbers and signatures. Meetings. Contracts. Endless paperwork.On the surface,Stone Lake Pack was thriving again. Trade agreements were solidified,disputes resolved,finances stabilized.From the outside,I was the Alpha who had everything under control.But inside? I'd never felt more hollow.Every meeting without Freya was an echo. Every report she used to prepare felt heavier in my hands. I caught myself turning to her empty chair too often,expecting her calm,steady voice to cut through the noise,only to be met with silence.Mia filled the space with perfume,drama,and shallow commentary. But she wasn't Freya. She never would be.That emptiness gnawed at me—until Timothy slid a flash drive across my desk one evening."Alpha," he said quietly. "You should see this."Security footage. Clear. Unmistakable.Mia. Reed. The betrayal laid bare.I stared at the screen,the truth burning through every frame. My chest clenched,not with surprise,but

JasperWith her last scrap of power torn away,Mia decided to obliterate everything around her. She laughed with the unhinged ferocity of a she-wolf with nothing left to lose,her eyes wild with vengeful delight."Want to know what I found stuffed in your precious Maybach?" she taunted,her voice carrying across the stunned office. "Freya's torn panties! You two rutted like animals in there,didn't you? What a pathetic excuse for a mate bond—eight years as your secret plaything,and that desperate little Gamma just kept crawling back for whatever scraps of attention you'd throw her!"Her words hung in the air like poisoned arrows,each one finding its mark as Jasper's expression darkened dangerously. The pack members shifted uncomfortably,some averting their eyes from this raw display of pack hierarchy dysfunction."Face reality,Alpha," Mia spat the title like an insult. "YOU were the one who refused to believe her when she told you about Reed. YOU watched while I made her serve drinks at he

FreyaThe silver crescent moon pendant gleamed against my skin as I stepped onto the candlelit terrace of the Milanese restaurant Silvano had chosen for tonight.Silvano stood near the fountain,a vision in a tailored dark suit that accentuated his broad shoulders. His dark hair was slightly tousled,giving him that effortless look that made my heart race.Heads turned when he moved—but his eyes were only on me,filled with an intensity that made my breath catch. The way he looked at me made my heart skip,like I was the only thing that existed in his world."You're breathtaking," he murmured,lifting my hand to his lips. That single touch sent a shiver all the way to my toes,a wave of warmth spreading through my body. My wolf practically purred beneath my skin."You don't look so bad yourself," I teased,though my voice was soft. Something in the air felt... different. Charged. The space between us seemed to crackle with electricity.He guided me to our table,his hand resting protectively a

FreyaI didn't sleep that night.The bed was too big,too cold,and the scent of cedar and Silvano that lingered on the sheets only made it worse. I lay there in the darkness,staring at the ceiling while the silver light from the moon crawled slowly across the room. My chest felt hollow,like something precious inside me had cracked open and leaked away.There was a time when just thinking of him filled me with warmth—now,it only left me cold.Maybe I was too tired. Maybe my wolf was too tired. We'd been trying for so long to hold this bond together,to pretend it still pulsed with life. But that morning,as dawn began to bleed across the horizon,I realized I didn't have the strength to fight for it anymore.Still,I reached for him through the bond.The connection between us had once felt like an endless river—his energy flowing through me,mine through him. Now it was thin and brittle,like ice about to shatter. I could sense him somewhere on the other end,but he was distant,closed off. My w

AuthorIn the privacy of his chambers,Silvano tossed the envelope onto the bed,intending to read it after changing. Just as he was about to tear it open,his phone vibrated with an incoming call from Aurora. Seeing her name flash across the screen sent a jolt of urgency through him that he didn't stop to analyze."Aurora," he answered,immediately forgetting the envelope as he listened to her voice. "Yes,everything's prepared for tomorrow's trip."The envelope slipped from the bed to the floor as he paced the room,discussing details of tomorrow's beachside negotiations with the neighboring Red Claw Pack—discussions Aurora would help facilitate with her diplomatic skills. That night,caught up in preparations,Silvano never returned to his bedroom.The following morning,when Sara came to clean the Alpha's chambers,she noticed the envelope on the floor and recognized it as the one Freya had entrusted to her. Assuming Silvano had read it,she simply placed it in the nearby drawer where he kept