Lahat ng Kabanata ng Revenge Of Alpha Dalton's Daughter: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Chad had a smirk on his face as he stared coldly at Jade. Jade did not back down and had a nonchalant look. “Chad, leave him alone. He’s not bugging me.” I touched his arm, and he peeled his eyes from Jade and looked at me. He balanced his weight rudely on Jade’s desk with his hands. “Are you sure, my love?” I swallowed. “Yes, I’m sure, Chad. Now, leave him alone. Please.” I begged him with pleading eyes, and I could tell from the expression on his face that he was looking for trouble. “Okay.” He smiled brightly. “Anything for my baby.” He took his hands from Jade’s desk. “Come with me, let’s go sit in the back.” He extended his hand to me. I could feel Jade’s eyes on me. And Chad was waiting for a response from me. “Why are you hesitating?” He continued. “So you want to take a break from me and want space, but you simultaneously want to sit next to this creep?”“Watch your language,” Jade said between his teeth. “Or what?” Chad scoffed the words out. He looked back at me. “Kata

Earn it? Was Jade being serious?Was he being serious about the fact that I had to earn information from him? I guess he did have a point though. It was something very personal to him; so personal that he did not even tell Chad who he was best friends with when they were younger, so I guess it was fair.Also, earning the story might be another way of him saying that he wanted to gain my trust first. And I did not blame him. I was in the body of a bitter and very mean person; someone who had treated him like crap for a very long time. He had every right to be skeptical.It was not like I could tell him that I was not really Katara and was actually a dead girl that had reincarnated into her body as a gift from the Moon goddess. That was way too much information. And definitely not the right time. Jade snapped his fingers and I was pulled out of my thoughts. “What were you thinking about?” He chuckled lowly. “Look, what I mean by earning the story is that I don’t really know if you we

“Yeah. Sh*t.” He breathed out a short sigh as we approached his motorcycle. “And it was not only my mother that got sick. Almost everyone on that block did; everyone except me.”“When Chad’s parents were confronted, they denied the allegations and lawyered up. We had no chance against them. They were wealthy and we did not have a lot. So of course, they ended up winning the case.” Jade continued. I could sense the anger and pain in his voice. “That’s terrible.” I was starting to understand it all. Chad did not tell me the whole truth, he intentionally left a whole lot of details out because he knew that it would have made him look bad. “Yeah,” He breathed out the word as he collected the helmets from the arm of the motorcycle. He handed me mine and proceeded to put his over his head. “I know that the actions of Chad’s parents do not speak for him. I’m not stupid.”“But he sure as hell showed that he did not give a damn about me and my mom when I begged him for him to ask his parents

It was the next morning. The sun was up and the birds were chirping. Beams of light shone through my window and flashed on my face, causing me to squint my eyes before finally using my hand as a shade. I had a dull headache that made me groan as I dragged my body from the unmade bed. My eyes were still groggy from sleep but the alarm clock kept going off loudly and I had to shut it up. The annoying thing about it was that instead of it being right next to the bed where I could reach and shut it off, it was at the work desk in the right corner of the room. The sound was loud and obnoxious. But it did a great job of waking me up. Because it was not close to the bed, I could not snooze it whenever I wanted; I had to literally wake up to do that. And by waking up physically to turn it off, it was doing its job. Because once I’m out of bed, it’s harder for me to find sleep again easily. So in a way, as annoying as it was, it was productive. When I reached the alarm clock, I turned it

Nervousness gnawed on my bones as I tried to find out what to say to the betas. They did not have looks of suspicions though, only ones of curiosity. “She probably went down there to take some selfies with the prisoners,” The other beta with blonde-curly hair guessed. He had a round baby face and his eyes were the same color as mine: ocean blue. From how he looked at me, I could tell that he either really respected me or had a crush on me. The beta that spoke first, replied, “Now, why would she be doing that? Are you that dumb?” He had a rough but attractive look. The other beta that had not spoken had short hair and looked bored. He scoffed lowly and then joined the conversation. “She’s right here, we can just ask her what she was doing down there.” He shrugged. They all looked at me, waiting for me to explain myself. I smiled nervously and then exhaled deeply. “Alright. You guys caught me.” I chuckled lowly. “Your friend was right, but he was off a bit. I was taking pictures of