All Chapters of Claimed by My Bully Alpha: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Caleb’s P.O.V“Okay, then, how about we try to question Ashton and Maggie—”I didn’t even get the chance to finish my sentence before Jade cut in, his voice sharp and clipped, “You’re not thinking this through, Caleb. You’re just hauling accusations out of nowhere. Thinking out loud was fine, but now you want to drag them into this mess?” His words came like a slap, but I held my ground. I could feel the tension in the room spike, like the walls themselves were holding their breath. I took a step forward, meeting his glare with a calm I wasn’t sure I truly felt. “Jade, calm down,” I said, keeping my voice steady even though I could feel my pulse thudding in my ears. “We’re all just trying to find answers here. No one’s accusing anyone of anything without cause. But if we don’t ask the hard questions now, we’ll just be chasing shadows.” It was Beta Raymond who broke the silence next. His voice was softer, yet carried weight—disappointment, even. “This is the first time I’ve ever see

Caleb’s P.O.VSo many truths I hadn’t shared, not out of malice but to protect her. But today, it felt like the walls I’d built around myself were crumbling. I wasn’t sure if it was the exhaustion from the battle, or the raw vulnerability that came with seeing her worried face, but something inside me kept telling me to say the truth.But how could I end up hurting her like that when she was starting to enjoy time with her new family?She sighed in relief, shaking her head slightly as she leaned closer. "Alright, Caleb," she murmured, her voice teasing, but her eyes were full of concern."I’ll forgive your dirty jokes this time. Just don’t make a habit of it while you're injured." Her attempt to lighten the mood made me chuckle, but the laughter felt hollow, distant. I pulled her into a hug, squeezing her tightly, and in that moment, I decided I couldn’t keep pretending that everything was fine.I pulled back just enough to look her in the eye, and I could see the confusion flicker be

Aurora’s P.O.VWith a shake of my head, I turned on my heel, heading toward the counter to collect my dish where I had left it. The hallway was buzzing with the usual noise—chatter, footsteps, the occasional burst of laughter. I was already lost in thought, imagining the years to come, when the sound of raised voices caught my attention. My gaze shifted instinctively, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw Riley standing in the middle of a heated argument.But it wasn’t any argument…and it was who he was having that argument with that made my blood run cold.Avery. My fourteen, almost fifteen year old half-sister, was standing toe-to-toe with him, her face flushed with determination. Avery was easily towering over Riley, and she had that sharp edge to her, the kind that made her a force to be reckoned with. I could hear the words, their argument growing louder as Riley's voice cracked with frustration."I’m telling you, it’s true! Aurora only has one brother, and that’s me!" Riley was

Aurora’s P.O.VThe room felt suffocating as the steady beep of the heart monitor was the only sound that filled the air. I watched Riley, lying motionless on the bed, his face pale, eyes closed. The doctor had assured me that he was physically unharmed, but I could still feel the weight of the worry pressing on my chest. He had explained that the shock might have been enough to make him pass out, but he wanted to keep him in the infirmary for a bit, just to monitor him until he regained consciousness. He’d left us with those words, giving us little comfort but enough of an excuse to stay close.Ashton stood at the foot of Riley's bed, his arms crossed, his jaw tight. I could tell he was just as worried as I was, but he was trying to keep it together, the way he always did. He had that cool, detached demeanor that only seemed to make my nerves worse. I felt the weight of the moment, of everything that had led to this, pressing down on me like an anchor. I couldn’t escape it. I couldn’t

Aurora’s P.O.VAs soon as I gently closed the door to Riley’s room, the air around me felt lighter than it had a few minutes ago. Maybe it was the sheer weight of emotions I had tried to bottle up while Riley’s wide, innocent eyes stared back at me, asking questions I couldn’t give answers to—at least, not yet. But thanks to Ashton’s explanations, the tension had now dissipated and Riley was sound asleep on his bed.Ashton stood silently beside me in the dim hallway, his arms loosely crossed and his gaze fixed on the floor as though lost in thought. I watched him for a moment, tracing the line of his jaw, the slight furrow between his brows. It was the silence of someone who had just carried a fragile truth across a tightrope and miraculously made it to the other end.I leaned against the wall, letting out a long, trembling sigh. “Ashton,” I began, my voice barely above a whisper. He looked up immediately, eyes warm and patient, waiting for me to continue.“I just… I really need to th