Mated to My Intended's Enemy novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Chapter 125 Where She Belonged

Leo

I sensed trouble the moment I returned to the villa. My wolf, Ronan, immediately picked up on the distress pheromones permeating our home—Victoria’s scent tinged with the sharp bite of fear and anger.

The suitcase on our bed was like a silver dagger to my chest.

"What the hell is this?" I demanded, my voice rougher than intended as I gestured toward her half-packed belongings.

Victoria whirled around, her beautiful face streaked with tears, those expressive brown eyes I adored now blazing with hurt.

"Are you bored with me already?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Am I just some naive little half-breed you picked up for entertainment while you carry on with your real relationship?"

The accusation hit me like a physical blow. Ronan snarled inside me, furious at the suggestion we would betray our mate. But beneath my anger, something more painful stirred—disappointment that she could think so little of our bond.

"What are you talking about?" I kept my voice carefully controlled, though I could feel my eyes beginning to shift with emotion.

"I saw you!" she cried, her voice breaking. "With Samantha in the market square. Whispering, touching... she gave you something that you hid in your pocket. Don’t lie to me, Leo!"

*Samantha*. Of course. My jaw clenched as understanding dawned. What Victoria had witnessed was entirely innocent, but through her insecure eyes, it must have seemed damning.

"You followed me?" I asked, my temper flaring despite my efforts to remain calm.

"I didn’t have to *follow* you," she spat back. "I was having lunch with Nicos after my art lesson. We just happened to walk through the square when I saw my *mate* in a cozy little rendezvous with his ex."

"So instead of coming over to say hello, you scurried away to pack your bags? Is that how little our bond means to you?"

Victoria flinched, but her chin lifted defiantly. "What was I supposed to think? You told me you’d be busy with pack business all day!"

"That *was* pack business!" I growled, frustration mounting. How could she not see it? How could she doubt me so easily?

"Right," she scoffed, angrily folding another dress into her suitcase. "Very important *business* with the woman who’s been trying to get back with you since the moment we arrived."

I crossed the room in three strides, gripping her wrists to stop her frantic packing. "Look at me," I commanded, my Alpha tone slipping into my voice.

She raised her gaze reluctantly, those doe eyes swimming with tears that tore at my heart.

"Samantha means nothing to me romantically," I said firmly. "Nothing. There is only you, Victoria. Only ever you."

For a moment, I thought she might believe me. Then she wrenched away from my grip.

"Then why lie about meeting her? Why the secret conversations? What was in that package, Leo?"

Of course she had seen that too.

"It’s not what you think," I said, running a hand through my hair in frustration.

"Then what is it?" she demanded, crossing her arms protectively over her chest.

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