All Chapters of My Mate betrayed me, So I signed a contract : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

GRANT I drove back to the pack from the party. I dropped Anna off at home. I was too distracted to pay attention to her. My mind kept replaying how Feyre had looked at the party. She had looked so beautiful. I had never seen her look that way before. She always looked simple, without makeup or finery. That's why I liked her. She always avoided attention and drama for the past four years. Now she was acting out. Was it because of Ryder? What business did the two of them have together? He wasn't interested in her. Ryder was a very rich and influential Alpha. He wouldn't be interested in an omega servant. I needed to ask Feyre what business she had with him. And why was she suddenly acting out and causing drama? I parked my car and rushed to her room. I knocked on the door repeatedly, but there was no answer. I opened the door and entered her room. It looked empty. I checked the wardrobe. It was empty. The drawers in the bedside table were also empty. All her things were gone.

GRANT I didn't know why Feyre was making such a big deal about the slot. I would take care of her for the rest of her life. She wouldn't have to lift a finger. "Look, Feyre, just calm down about this. What if you don't go now? You can always go later." "Grant, I need to go this year, please," she begged. I sighed. Why was she doing this? I missed when she was so simple. Now all she gave me was drama and trouble. "Feyre, you are not being reasonable about this. I already promised Rita the slot. I can't take back my word." "But it was not your slot to give. It was mine!" She yelled as she hit me. "Feyre!" I was a bit alarmed. I pushed her away. She sat on the floor. She hugged her knees and whispered to herself, "I need to get it. I need to get it." I knelt beside her. "Feyre, please calm down." She grabbed her hair as she screamed and mumbled to herself. I was so worried. After I brought her back to the pack, she had been like this. She would have frequent attacks. The pack

FEYRE Everything was going wrong. Grant had completely lost control of the situation. He kept calling me over and over again, but I didn't pick up. I wasn't going to. I was done with him. I had given him a chance, and he chose Anna. That was enough for me. He could stay with her while I fought for my own future. The door opened and Doris walked in. "Sweetheart," she said softly, "I just want you to know that I'm proud of you. We all are. We're behind you." I looked at her, and something in my chest eased a little. She pulled me into a hug, and I held onto her tightly. After everything that happened yesterday... after breaking down in front of Grant... I understood something clearly. I couldn't keep being weak. No one was going to fight for me. I had to do it myself. The door opened again, and Lydia walked in. Her expression was serious. "I just heard from someone at the pack house," she said. "The elders are furious. They've told Rita to withdraw and give up the slot.

GRANT I stepped out of the bathroom, drying my hair. Anna was sitting on the edge of the bed. My phone was beside her. I walked over and touched her cheek. “Don’t stress,” I said. “Feyre is just acting out. She’ll give in.” Anna stood up and looked at me. “When you proposed, I said yes,” she said quietly. “Not because I had no choice. I said yes because I care about you. Because I love you.” I nodded. “I love you too.” She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around my waist. “Stay with me tonight,” she said. She looked up at me, waiting. I leaned down, ready to kiss her. Then Feyre’s face came to mind. Clear. Too clear. I remembered how she used to look at me. How she would lean in first. And how I always turned away. My body stiffened. Before I could think, I pushed Anna back. She fell onto the bed. The look on her face made my chest tighten. She looked shocked. Hurt. Her eyes filled with tears. I stepped forward immediately. “Anna, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it l

GRANT I rushed into the healing center, my mind already running through the worst possibilities, expecting to see Anna seriously injured. I went straight to the healer at the front. “Is she okay?” I asked quickly. He looked at me, his expression calm, almost bored, like this wasn’t anything urgent. “Anna was involved in a minor crash,” he said. “She ran into a flowerbed. It wasn’t serious. She has a small cut on her forehead and a few bruises on her arm.” I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding and immediately went to her. She was sitting on the bed, looking pale but conscious. I pulled her into my arms without thinking. “Grant… I’m okay,” she whispered, her eyes red as she held onto me tightly. “As long as you’re here, I’ll be fine.” I nodded and held her closer. “Anna, I’m here,” I said quietly. “You won’t be alone again.” She had been gone for four years, living another life, married to someone else, and even after all that time, I had still waited for her. I