All Chapters of Bad Boy Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Another RougeNicholas’s POVThe gun sounded.Nonetheless, she wasn’t the one.Behind Azaria, a vase was hit by the bullet, causing ceramic pieces to fall like hard rain. I didn’t think twice. Before I even thought about it, my body went hurtling toward where I decided to attack. All she could feel was instinct pointing her in the right direction to save herself.I rushed the man and knocked his gun out of his hand as we collided. He made a low, heartfelt growl and I realized immediately that he wasn’t human.He looked like a wolf.None of the members of the troop is ours.I held my breath and hit him in the ribs, doing everything I could to avoid shifting. I wasn’t expecting him to be so strong and so fast. I stumbled when he hit my side with his knee. I could hear glass crunching under my feet. Azaria made a sound of shock behind me, but did not move a muscle. I could see her form shaking, her thumb still holding onto her phone.He struck again, almost moving imperceptibly as his ey

The Quiet Before the CollapseAzaria’s POVSilver light from the moon flowed under the separated curtains and onto the floor below. It was dead quiet inside, with Ashley’s small changes on the bed the only thing keeping me from complete silence.My eyes were on the ceiling, yet I didn’t really notice anything. I lay there, dead in my body, but my mind was rushing around every event of the last few hours.“I just brought some hot chocolate,” she said gently, hoping to sound happy. She gently walked back carrying a mug full of freshly brewed coffee. “I also added in some tiny marshmallows. Aren’t you a big fan of those?”I gave a brief smile and sat up as she handed me the mug. I automatically wrapped my hands around the mug, but everything in my stomach was moving in unison, so I didn’t drink it.Ashley sat beside me, with her hair loosely pulled into a braid and a mixed look of worry and helplessness. The first time I heard her call me “Azaria,” her tone was so lovely, I felt like it

The Unmarked TruthNicholas's POVAs soon as the whistle rang for halftime, I wasn’t as focused. As I headed off the field with the others, sweat ran down my forehead and the cheers and clapping from everyone behind me were barely audible. I wasn’t really concerned about the result. I could tell we were winning. All the same, it didn’t trouble me at all.The only thing I cared about was being near her.Azaria.I rushed my eyes upward to the middle of the bleachers, where she usually sat, hiding from view. I noticed groups of students wearing their school colors, throwing up banners and shouting out loud. I saw Ashley talking and laughing with others.Yet, Azaria didn’t have those feelings.I felt my chest getting tight. I already knew Ashley would bring her this morning. At this point, she was gone. My thoughts started spinning right away. How did she feel? Was the train headed out before it reached the platform? Was Selene talking to her once more?As I was approaching the bleachers,

Azaria's POVA Storm Beneath the CelebrationThe match came to a conclusion. Awesome cheers ring out everywhere, just like there are fireworks in the crowd. Many people were enthusiastic, leaping out of their seats to clap, hug and fly the school banner. It was a win for our school—the score was 4 to 1. Ashley hopped anxiously right next to me, yelling in my ears as she walked me through the crowd.“Killian showed us exactly what a beast is on the field. Were you watching when that second goal was scored?” She said, still trying not to show her excitement.I tried to smile, but it felt heavy on me while her smiles got brighter. All I heard was a distant memory of the things I’d heard when I passed the lockers earlier.I could still hear the tension in the way he spoke. That feeling stayed with me from the time I walked away from the stadium. I looked around frequently, waiting for some new arrival to appear out of the group.“C'mon, let's go say hi? Today's match was impressive, he ne

Nicholas’s POVSilence Before the ConfessionMarcel made a motion for me to follow but he didn’t speak. The ending whistle’s sound could still be heard from a distance, but I didn’t pay attention anymore.We didn’t spend time on the noisy celebration and went straight to the ancient and abandoned part of the academy.We didn’t have to walk far to get to the tiny, unused classroom. He gave the door a hard push and moved out of the way. One of our guards was flanking each side of a figure bound in a chair, with eyes and mouth covered by duct tape.It smelled as if the room was filled with both old books and hidden mysteries. The floor was dirty, with only a single hole in the boarded windows letting in a small amount of sunlight. It fell directly upon the man’s shoulder.He stayed strong. He had no problems in the fight. His stance had a relaxed feel, like he was headed to see a show ready to begin.I ordered them bluntly to step back.The two looked at each other before nodding and hea