All Chapters of MY BOYS IN THE WOLVES ACADEMY : Chapter 131 - Chapter 136

ARIAI serve drinks to the Alphas, keeping my head low, but observing even the slightest movement in the room. Ridcliff is on watch, keeping an eye on every attendant. That man is brutal. Break one rule, and he will drag you to the prison cell and hit you with a whip.The whip scars on my back have faded but every time his eyes meet mine, I sense an eerie feeling shrouding me.A few dancers are invited to entertain the Alphas while the students are enjoying the feast on a huge round glass table. As I go to the drinks counter, Rizz grabs my wrist, halting my steps at the table.The attention at the table suddenly shifts to my presence. “What are you doing?” I whisper.“Fill my glass.” He says, ordering me.The attention slowly turns back to normal, shifting to the female dancers in the center.I grab the jug on the table and fill his glass. His blue eyes are intensely focused on me.“You have half an hour left, Aria Ezell.”My eyes narrow, glancing at him over my shoulder, pretending

ARIALarisa told Ridcliff that I was out the whole night. He didn't even ask anything, grabbed my wrist, and dragged me to the basement. A dark closed room with no windows.He is cruel, ruthless, and everything worse.I sit on the cold floor, leaning against an old wooden wardrobe. My eyes can see the dust traveling through the walls.Suddenly, an album drops to my head, then slams on the floor.*What is this?*I grab it and turn the first page. It's a family album of Lozark Aylestone. He has many pictures with his Luna.“Not a single photo of his son?”Turning the pages, my gaze stops at a kid. The small face seems familiar.“Rizz Sylvester.” He is smiling in the picture, holding hands with his father and mother. “Well, he doesn't smile anymore. He smirks when the other person is suffering.”Curious, my fingers turn another page and a woman catches my eye. She has the same violet hair as I, wearing a black uniform like the guards roaming around Lozark Aylestone.“Could she be Esthe

ARIAHe shoves his length into my mouth, almost choking me, while my hair remains wrapped around his palm.I feel his warmth, too big for my mouth, and tears roll down my eyes. He is hard, getting bigger.My nails grab his black pants as my mouth keeps sucking the warm taste. As I look up, his deadly eyes five into mine.Though his eyes can kill, his face is shrouded in pleasure.I don't fight anymore, suck him, refusing to look away from his eyes. The melting of his cold expression is fascinating to witness.My mouth moves back and forth on his length, engulfing it to the last, choking, but watching him in pleasure.As he pulls my hair, my mouth is free, coughing, struggling to breathe. He takes one step closer, shoving it in my mouth again, and releasing the liquid.“Swallow it.” He whispers.I gulp, facing the razor-sharp look of his eyes.Taking out his length from my mouth, he pins me down on the floor, coming on top of me in the push-up position.He undresses me with gentle han