The Breaking Point of Mate: Giving Up on My Alpha novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Melanie’s POV

I said my goodbyes to Dwight politely.

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It wasn’t until his car disappeared around the bend of the mountain road that the aggressive, woody scent of his Alpha pheromones finally started to fade, carried away by the biting wind at the summit.

Still, the lingering discomfort from being stirred by a foreign Alpha’s presence wouldn’t go away.

As I drove down from the ski resort and hit the outskirts of L.A., Gillian’s call shattered the silence in the car.

“Melanie! Where are you? I’m being tortured to death by these legal clauses. Come pick me up and save me with some high- calorie food, now!”

I didn’t bother telling her I’d already eaten. I just gripped the steering wheel and asked, “Where are you?”

“Emerald Estates near Santa Monica Canyon,” Gillian’s voice sounded drained. “It’s that top–tier private project at the foot of the Malibu ridge. I’ve been out here since early morning with my aunt looking at houses. This place is so big you could race horses in it; my legs are literally giving out.”

“Got it. I’m on my way.”

I adjusted the GPS, cutting across the mountain roads toward Malibu.

That area was the holy grail for L.A. power players and high–ranking werewolves; every square inch of sod came with a massive price tag.

Ten minutes later, Gillian’s phone bombed mine again.

This time, her voice was thick with fury. “Damn it! Melanie, you’ll never guess who I just ran into.”

My heart skipped a beat. There were only two people in the world who could make Gillian lose her cool like that.

“Archer and Camille,” she hissed, her teeth practically gritting over the line. “He’s here with the whole Evernight Pack looking at houses! The way they’re acting, you’d think he was a king inspecting his new territory.”

I kept my eyes on the road, my face a mask of indifference. I just gave a flat, “Mhm.”

So that was why Archer had actually left Trista alone at the villa today.

He was out playing the doting partner, helping the Evernights secure a foothold in the most expensive residential area on the West Coast,

I guess if they were moving to L.A., they needed a place to stay.

When I reached the estate parking lot, I sent my location to Gillian. I figured I’d head to the visitor center to use the restroom while I waited.

But the second I pushed the door open, that familiar, chilly scent of patchouli slammed into my senses, carried by the breeze.

I instinctively ducked into the shadows.

In the distance, I saw Marvin, Zara, and Moira walking toward the private garage.

They were all wearing those polished, arrogant smiles–the kind people only wear when they’re at the top of their game.

Marvin was stuck to Zara’s side like glue, presenting her as his “mate” to the world.

They didn’t see me. The sight of them looking like a happy, harmonious family was enough to make my head spin.

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A few minutes later, I walked right into Archer and Camille. The werewolf energy in the air seemed to freeze instantly.

They were stepping down the stairs, flanked by half a dozen sharp–looking real estate agents.

Archer picked up on my scent and cut a cold glance my way, his eyes as empty as ever.

Camille, however, was clinging to his arm, practically marking her territory as she gave me a look of pure contempt.

Deep in my mind, Frost let out a low, stubborn snarl.

I kept my face blank and didn’t slow down for a second as I brushed past them.

Inside the lobby, Gillian grabbed my arm and pulled me close, whispering furiously, “These estates start at thirty million. I just heard the agents saying the one Archer picked for the Haines family is the private peak at the top of the hill. The best view in the place. Sixty. Million. Dollars.”

I lowered my gaze, my fingers clutching the strap of my bag. “Mhm.”

“And…” Gillian gave me a sympathetic look, her voice dropping lower. “I heard he picked that specific one just because Zara mentioned she liked the ‘natural privacy‘ of the architecture.”

My feet stopped dead for a split second.

No wonder Zara was smiling so bright.

Back when I practically begged him to throw a bone to my uncle’s company, he wouldn’t even give me a second look. Now, to suck up to Camille’s mother, he’s dropping sixty million like it’s pocket change.

The difference between being loved and being tolerated felt like a physical slap in the face.

“I need to use the restroom,” I said, my voice barely holding steady as I turned to run.

I locked myself in a stall, my hands balled into fists, nails digging into my palms.

I thought I was used to hearing about how much he spoiled Camille, but hearing him go out of his way to grovel for a family that never gave me an ounce of warmth… it felt like the air was being sucked out of my lungs.

Then, I heard the agents talking outside.

“That Alpha, Archer, has incredible taste. His mate was easily the most stunning person here today.”

“Seriously. And he’s so generous with her family. Camille’s mother is so elegant; I heard Archer makes sure every single thing she likes is top priority. Must be nice. My man just complains at family dinners.”

“Right? They aren’t even officially mated yet and he’s handing out sixty–million–dollar estates. Camille is literally living the dream.”

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