Caught Between The Big Bad Alphas

Chapter One 

ROCHELLE 

Rule number one of dating your crush: Never, ever, accept to be in an open relationship.

I headed to SilverStone Academy, a big bouquet of flowers in my hand, chocolate bars and a very expensive perfume that took more than half of my savings. 

All to surprise my boyfriend on our first anniversary. As I walked past the students, their eyes followed me. 

“What is the omega doing this time?” 

“Is this a new way of seeking attention?”

“I bet you the flowers are for Alpha Darren. She's always shamelessly throwing herself at him. Doing everything to get him to look at her.”

“Well, what do you expect when a lowly worthless omega is admitted into a school for royalty?”

My fingers curled tightly around the bouquet and at that moment, all I wanted to do was turn around and yell that their precious Alpha Darren was my freaking boyfriend. 

But I couldn't. He made me promise not to and I couldn't afford to get him mad on our special day. Besides, if I tried to defend myself, I might just end up attracting those bullies.

I wanted today to go as perfectly as possible.

My life in Silverstone has been hell since the first day I stepped in it. The minute I was sniffed out as an omega in a school for Alpha bloods, I officially became the object of humiliation and entertainment for Silverstone. 

I was beaten up, humiliated, and stripped of everything. Until one day, a set of beautiful brown eyes rested on me. I was covered in mud from head to toe and my glasses were missing. All I could do was cry as they laughed, until a white handkerchief wiped my face gently. 

At first, I had assumed it was my imagination but the gasps from the crowd confirmed it was indeed real. Prince Darren, the Alpha Prince of Silverstone pack, was crouched over me, fixing my perfectly wiped glasses back on my face. 

And right before everyone, he offered me a hand. It was love at first sight. 

Even now, the mere thought of it made my cheeks flame. 

I headed to the bleachers where he usually hung out every morning with his friends. From where I stood, it seemed he was alone so I quickly hurried to him. 

“Darren!” I called with excitement as I ran over, but just then, a girl's head popped up and I froze in my tracks. She licked her lips like she had been doing something down there and straddled him.

My heart squeezed tightly as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. The bouquet dropped as tears began to gather in my eyes. 

Why… Why would he do this? On our anniversary? It's not like he forgot. We texted last night, talked about all the things we were going to do today and the first thing he does this morning is kiss another girl?

Before the tears could roll down my cheeks, a hand suddenly draped over my shoulders and another grabbed my hair. 

“Hey, look! It's our little playmate,” a voice taunted, and I instantly recognised it as Baxi, one of Darren's notorious friends. 

“Mind explaining what you're doing here so early in the morning, Anderson?” Liam, the one who grabbed my hair asked. 

“Is that a bouquet?” Baxi suddenly snorted, and I snapped out of my daze and immediately pulled myself from them, grabbing the flowers before they could think of destroying them. Before I got it off, Baxi stepped on my hand and I let out a wince. The action made them laugh and he applied more pressure. 

“Stop, please…” I pleaded.

“Hey Darren, look who we have here,” Liam yelled and Darren pulled away from the kiss, his head turning to us. All I wanted to do at this moment was turn on my heels and run away but they wouldn't let me. 

“Go ahead,” Baxi smirked, releasing me. My hand was already red and hurting badly. “You came here for a reason right?”

“Rochelle,” Darren called out and my body went stiff. “Come over here,” he ordered.

My fists clenched so hard that they began to hurt. I blinked back the tears and walked over to him. On getting there, I suddenly realised who she was. 

Sophia Watson. The school's beauty icon. The day she got admitted into Silverstone was the very day Darren asked for an open relationship, as if being secret wasn't torture enough. 

“What are those?” Sophia asked, her blue eyes shooting daggers at me. I didn't pay any attention to her. After all, she wasn't the first girl Darren had cheated on me with. 

Before, he used to have the decency to keep it away from me, but now, he didn't mind doing it in my face. 

Darren stood up, his face devoid of any form of remorse. 

“It's actually a surprise, baby”, he answered for me, with a sickeningly sweet smile on his face. “You know today is your birthday so I thought, what do I have to do to make you happy?” 

My blood ran cold as my lips parted in shock. He reached for the bouquet in my hands, attempting to take it from me. I stared at him in confusion as I held on to the bouquet but then he snatched it from me and got down on one knee.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart,” he said and she squealed in excitement. Tears stung my eyes, but I fought to keep them at bay. 

“Wow, I did not see that coming,” Liam chuckled. “So you are just a delivery girl. Why didn't you say so earlier? We almost ruined those flowers.”

“I wonder what else you have here,” Liam muttered, reaching for my backpack. 

“No, you can't…” I tried to protest, but he simply pulled me roughly. In all this, Darren simply watched. Just like everyone else in school, his friends knew nothing about our relationship and he wanted to keep it that way.

He claimed, just like the girls in school, they would make my life even more miserable. How foolish I was to believe that. 

My bag was opened and they brought out the gift bag containing the bar and perfume. I purposely didn't add any tags to it because I wanted to protect him in case someone found it. Now, I regret that decision. 

“Is that from me?” Sophia gasped. 

“No, it's not…” I was saying when Darren cut me short. 

“Of course, sweetheart, you didn't think I would just gift you flowers, did you?” 

Anger coursed through my veins. He was going to give a gift I got for him to another girl. 

“Darren…”

“It's Alpha Darren,” he coldly corrected. “You may leave now. You’ve served your purpose. I’ll let you know when I need you again.” 

The words pierced through my heart and the tears came pouring down. I turned away immediately, running from the humiliating scene he just made of me. 

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“You need to calm down, Rochelle. At this point, you're overreacting,” Darren huffed. It was evening now, and we were currently at the restaurant I had booked for us to celebrate our one-year relationship.

“I am overreacting?” I repeated, stunned by the audacity. “You humiliated me before your friends and gave the present I got you to another girl and you call that overreacting?”

“I'm a boy, Rochelle. I have no use for flowers. I never asked you to get me anything either!” He retorted and my heart broke even more. 

“Really?” my voice cracked. “That is all you have to say?”

He let out a sigh and stepped forward, cupping my face gently. “Listen, Rochelle, I am doing all of this for you. I chose a secret relationship because your life is already hell in Silverstone. If they found out you are dating an Alpha, especially one who is very hot and popular, you are done for. I can't let you go through something like that.”

A tear slid down my cheeks. He had a point. 

“But that is not enough reason for you to disrespect me like that. You cheat on me every day with countless girls, Darren. Am I not enough for you?” I asked. 

“Come on, baby, don't do that to me. Don't you think it'll be rather suspicious if the school playboy suddenly ignores attention from other girls? I didn't want them to get suspicious and start digging and eventually find out that I am head over heels for you,” he said and I bit my lip.

“I… I don't like it…” I sniffled.

“Baby, the reason I asked you for an open relationship is so it wouldn't feel like I'm cheating on you. You told me you're not ready for sex and I am just trying to respect that decision. I'm doing all this for you, trust me,” he said softly. “As for the anniversary present, none of it matters. I have you and as long as we get to spend time together, that is enough for me.”

His words made me feel warm but I wasn't satisfied just yet. 

“What do I have to do for you to cut off the other girls?” I asked and he frowned. “I know I accepted the open relationship already but I thought I could handle it. I can't stand seeing you with other girls, Darren. Tell me anything, I'll do it, please?”

“Anything?” He raised a brow. 

“Yes, anything,” I said and I meant it, even if I had to sleep with him. 

“You know the girls in school are very sophisticated, sexy and know just how to a man on…’’ he started and I gulped. “I want you to show me that you are better. That you are worth keeping.” 

“Right now?” I asked, glancing around warily. 

“Of course not,” he laughed. “When we go back to my place.” 

I bit my lip nervously. 

“Don't worry pumpkin, I'm not going to do anything you don't want.”

After dinner, we headed back to his place as planned. I was sceptical all the way, contemplating, wondering if this was the best decision, after all. When we finally got to his place, my nervousness blew over. 

It was his penthouse, where he normally threw parties on weekends and sometimes when he felt like it, his weekends started on Thursday nights. And this was a Thursday.

“Uhmm… are you sure? Won't you be throwing a party tonight?” I asked him. 

“It's our anniversary, baby. Why would I throw a party? I want to spend it with only you,” he said softly and I found myself smiling. 

We took the elevator and headed to the last floor. The place was just as big and beautiful as I remembered. We had a couple of drinks and started talking. Soon, I felt light-hearted and a little dizzy. 

“Now, about that thing we discussed,” Darren said suddenly, “Are you ready?” 

I giggled, barely feeling nervous. “Yessssss!”

“Good,” he smirked. “Now take off your clothes and show me what I've been missing out on.”

Just as I began taking off my clothes, I saw him taking out his phone to set it on the table. 

“What is that?” I slurred.

“Just trying to capture this beautiful moment so I can relive it anytime I want. That's okay right?” He asked, but my brain couldn't fully process what he was saying, so I just said yes. 

My clothes were completely gone now and I was left in my underwear. He sat on the couch opposite me and crossed his legs, watching me with a mischievous smile. 

“Go ahead, sweetheart,” he urged. “I want to see you touch yourself. Go wild for me.”

I climbed onto the couch, staring at him and giggling like a fool as I got ready to entertain him. 

Everything else passed in a blur.