Semua Bab Forbidden entanglement; Torn between the triplet Alphas.: Bab 41 - Bab 50

ANNALISE’S POVMiranda rushed over to Lucas’s side, her brows creased in fake concern.“Oh, baby. Are you okay? Did you get caught in the middle of your violent brothers yet again?” she cooed like a parrot learning to speak strange words.Lucas let her feel his body for any injuries even though he knew she’d find none—he was a werewolf after all. Lucas ignored her dramatic display, fixing his gaze on me instead.I bet he wondered what I thought about Miranda’s hands all over him.I looked at him long and hard enough—silently of course—until I heard a voice. His voice. Inside my head.‘Are you okay, Anna?'My eyes went wide with shock. ‘Did I just hear his thoughts?' I wondered to myself.‘Yes,' he answered, without moving his lips.“How are you..” I was about to ask when we were suddenly interrupted by someone else —Madame Constance.“There you are. If it isn’t the trending bunch of hooligans,” she finished with a scoff. There was a condescending look in her eyes and a slight twitch i

LANDON’S POVI’d always known something wasn’t right. “Why are we going to the cafeteria? I’m gonna get in more trouble.. Wait. First of, why can I hear your voices in my head?” Annalise dropped a flurry of questions, her heart racing as I led her by the hand down the hallway.“I’ll explain when we get to the cafeteria,” i answered without stopping.“No,” she sapped in response, and snatched her hand out of mine. Logan sidestepped quickly to avoid bumping into her. He flashed her a little frown as he continued ahead before coming to a stop at the end of a corner.“I’m tired of just listening to anyone. Why did you threaten the principal back there? You realize I’m not as privileged as you are…”“You worry too much, Anna. I’ll fix everything. That’s my headache. In the meantime, we need to make whoever’s responsible for those photos leaking pay. And I-we..,” I corrected myself, “might have an idea who to ask.”“How’s that?” she asked with a quizzical look.“When we get to the café we’

(ANNALISE’S POV)Everything happened as if scripted in a movie. Miranda and her cohorts were sent off to the principal’s office. Jeffery got suspended for stealing and damaging school property.He also got suspended with Marie for conniving to harm another student —an indefinite suspension that would see them stay away from school until our final exams.Miranda and her close-knit clique got off way too easy for my liking —but I wasn’t surprised. She was a Smith and her friends belonged to some of the other powerful families who were on the school’s board.They were punished with detention time for the rest of their senior year and instructed to stay away from me at all times. Not like Miranda could be restrained anyway.I let out a sigh as I flopped down on my bed after class. Everyone looked at me with a new sense of respect. I saw it in their eyes as all three Wayne brothers marched behind me on the way back from the basketball court.Lucas had to leave for soccer practice after sch

LANDON’S POVI snow very wide once I spotted her walking out of the house. My eyes instinctively traveled to the window I’d only climbed out of moments ago. She rolled her eyes as she waited while a taxi shuttled down the street at the pace of a constipated sloth. I jumped out of the car and went round to the passenger side of the car to hold the door open for her. “You changed your mind, huh?” I teased. “My mum saw you, Landon. And I have a feeling she didn’t do that by accident. How else could she have missed the flashy teal colored sports car parked across the street,” she answered with heavy sarcasm. I shut the door and climbed back into the car after her. “Did she now? I thought she’d have known me already from our previous encounters.”“What previous encounters, Landon Wayne?” she queried, an eyebrow shut up in skepticism. “I may have left her a card or two back at the hospital,” I smiled sheepishly as I turned the keys in the ignition. Annalise looked at me like I’d ju

(ANNALISE’S POV)I gulped nervously my throat drying up rapidly. Hard as I tried to answer the teacher who’d begun approaching my desk, I just couldn’t get my tongue to work.While I was still thinking, I heard the sound of an object hit the floor by foot. A pen—Landon’s pen. He nodded at me reassuringly and turned to face the approaching teacher. “She was saying that I’d dropped my pen, sir,” Landon offered. “What?” the teacher frowned in a mix of confusion and disbelief. “I dropped my pen and she pointed it out to me. That’s what hat happened, isn’t it, Annalise?” Landon asked, rising from his seat to pick the pen. “Umm.. yeah. That’s what I was trying to say,” I stuttered nervously. The teacher squints his eyes at us skeptically, his eyes assessing us with utmost scrutiny before he pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “Be more quiet about that in the future, Annalise, and Mr. Wayne do well to hold on to your writing materials in my hall. I hope I’ve made myself