All Chapters of Bad Boy Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Azaria’s POVBeneath the CalmWe got up to go and I could tell Killian wasn’t feeling well. There wasn’t a glimmer of his usual smirk, no funny pick-up lines and his usual calm smile wasn’t there.I first believed the encounter earlier might have triggered it. Anyone would become upset after seeing their friends surrounded and harassed in a public place.But the main question was how did he know that Ashley and I were there? We left immediately when the games ended and we didn't even think we would be going for ice cream.Something was really off.As I looked into him, I understood there was something else going on. He was almost always quiet and tight-lipped which worried me. He seemed to be expecting something or someone as he looked back often.He was walking with Ashley beside him and she was comfortably tucked in her jacket pockets. She kept stealing glances at him to detect what he was feeling. She concluded by asking this question which had also been in the back of my mind.“Ha

TRUST OR NOTAZARIA'S POVMy father's jaw tightened. I saw the shift in his expression immediately—something dark, protective rising behind his usually calm exterior.“I thought he was gone,” he said, his tone turning sharper. “That Nicholas handled it.”“He did,” I replied. “But the guy came back. And this time, he got inside. Nicholas showed up before anything happened. He handled it. But—”“But that doesn’t mean you’re safe,” he finished for me. His voice was hard now. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner, Azaria?”“Because I wasn’t sure. I didn’t remember all of it… "Until recently,” I said, tugging my sleeves over my wrists. “Bits and pieces came back. It was blurry. But now… now I know for sure. And besides, when I did tell you when we visited Mr. Landon, earlier you said I was being too paranoid, I honestly didn't read much into it.”He was quiet for a long time. When he finally spoke, his voice was steady but heavy. “We’ll figure this out. I’ll do whatever I have to. No one’s gettin

The Day of ReckoningNicholas’s POVThe sun hadn’t even fully risen before chaos took root in the palace.A thick, unsettling silence hung over the courtyards—deceptive in its calm. Beneath that quiet, tension thrummed like a taut string, ready to snap.News had already spread—swift and ruthless, like a hungry wind—that Azaria had been summoned.Not privately. Not behind the shield of closed doors.But publicly. Officially. Formally.Called upon to validate her royal mark in the presence of the High Circle, the Council, and—worst of all—the entire kingdom. A display masked as protocol, but pulsing with something far darker.My father’s orders.He had sent out letters at dawn. Elegant scrolls, sealed with the royal crest—words dressed in pleasantries but dripping with authority. Polite invitations, he’d said. But I knew better. This was a demand wrapped in velvet. A political blade hidden in silk.And everyone would be watching.Because today, the truth—or a carefully crafted lie—would

Not So Silent AnymoreAzaria’s POVThe Selection was over, but its weight didn’t vanish with the ceremony. It seemed to stick to my body in an invisible way—firm, chilly and difficult to breathe with. Every step I made in the marble hallway caused an echo and those echoes made me feel watched by a whole audience.Ashley stayed at my side without a sound, so I could sense her closeness even though I didn’t turn around. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. Her quiet was a balm—one of the few things keeping me grounded as everything else spun wildly around me.A mark on my wrist tingled.A soft burn. A golden flare. A whisper of fate sealed in light.I tried to forget what happened, but the gasp, the silence and how everyone looked at me kept coming back in my mind.More than anything else, the look on Nicholas’s face haunted me.Shock, reverence... and something else. Something unreadable. Something that made my heart twist and a dozen questions claw at my throat.He was my mate.And n

The Distance Between UsNicholas’s POVIt had been a few days, but the fog in my mind still wouldn’t move away. On the outside, things went on as usual with quiet hallways and usual routines, but inside, I noticed a difference. It felt to me like a sharp splinter close to the outside of my skin. I kept running into it and feeling frustrated, restless and anxious.Even if I had ruined her life, no one else but me knew how much she deserved those outcomes. Her name wasn’t slandered, no one confronted her in public and still, the shame attached to her like a strong scent she couldn’t get rid of. Her head was still held up, but something about her status was gone. The false confidence in her eyes was just that—false. She flinched when someone whispered near her, glanced twice when laughter echoed from behind. She wasn’t invincible anymore.But the truth?I didn’t care.Whatever Selene was going through didn’t matter to me. Not anymore. My only concern—my only real problem—was Azaria.Sh