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Claimed By My Ex-Mate's Enemy (Malakai's Bel)

Chapter 2 A Placeholder No Longer Needed

Word Count: 877    |    Released on: 01/08/2026

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ted to hurl the cup away. I wanted to run. I wanted to wa

once held for him vanished instantly. I

ected it, the sight before

were k

other was tangled in her hair. They looked utterly lost

t his name with a courage I had no idea of. Right no

kiss and turned to glare at me as thou

through what little remained of my heart, the disgus

myself to rema

n it yet. Please feed me water," I said

had said something absurd. As

sing my heart to twist painfully, but I made myself continue. "It's tradition, Greenwood. We... we always do

spilled f

adition," he repeated coldly. "D

ook m

ition means nothing, especially if it in

this was a bad dr

onica, who stood there watching us qui

tightened

but I-I have something i

. "To hell with whatever you have to say. I don't want t

hot thr

another woman into our matrimonial bed and order me to leave you both? It's been years. You..

uty. Nothing more. You always knew I never loved you, yet you

struck li

ked, his eyes cold and devoid of sympathy. "You were nothing but a me

ce softened in a way it had never softened for me. "But n

est ca

ence. "I don't have to keep pretending anymore. Go and find someone else to love

a whip. "I DON'T FUCK

y mind couldn't process it. "You're free, Clarabel.

my head, over and over again, like a c

und the cup, the water i

upposed to be mer

had never meant anything? How could he do

into a painful haze. I tried to anchor myself, to find something to

let him see me break down. I didn't want to give him the satisfacti

made my chest ache, a constricting pressure that made it impossible to d

a voice came

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Claimed By My Ex-Mate's Enemy (Malakai's Bel)
Claimed By My Ex-Mate's Enemy (Malakai's Bel)
“Her breathing was ragged and heavy, as she remained pinned under him. "Malakai. Let. Go. I. Want. To. Leave." His eyes squeezed tight, frustration drawing out of every breath he released. "What is your problem, Bel? Why are you so stubborn? Why do you keep denying what you feel for me?" - Clarabel gave the wrong Alpha her life, her love, her loyalty but the minute his first love showed up, he rejected her and cast her out to die. At the point of death, she encounters Alpha Malakai, a man burdened by his own troubled past and a deep hatred for Greenwood and the Moonlit Pack. To Malakai, Clarabel was the ex-mate of the man he despised most. A weapon, a tool for revenge and nothing more. To Clarabel, Alpha Malakai was just an arrogant brute she couldn't tolerate. To fate, they were destined mates. How long can hatred survive when the mate bonds, their heart, and even their bodies demand surrender?”