All Chapters of DEVEREUX'S SHARED OBSESSION : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CALEB'S POVBOOM!!!!!The sound didn't just rattle the air; it tore through the fifth floor like a physical blow, a concussive shockwave that instantly shattered the thick, double-paned windows of Professor Regan’s office into a million sparkling, lethal shards."What the...!" I gasped, the sudden violent rupture shocking my nervous system back to life and instantly snapping me out of the hazy, pheromone-induced delirium the Devereux brothers had trapped me in.Before a single razor-sharp fragment of glass could so much as scratch my skin, Evander and Lysander moved with terrifying, predatory speed. Instinct took over... Evander bodily threw his heavy frame over me, while Lysander slammed his back against the open space, using their massive bodies as a living, breathing shield to cage me completely.Glass rained down over their broad backs, pinging against their jackets like heavy hail, but neither of them flinched."Stay down!" Evander barked, his voice dropping into a fierce, comman

LYSANDER'S POVThe cold steel of Orrin’s blade grazed the sensitive skin of Caleb’s throat, and every rational thought in my head instantly dissolved into a red, boiling haze.Fuck! Don't you dare Orrin!The primal voice roared so violently in my chest that my vision actually flashed red. It didn’t matter that Caleb had spent the last week fighting us tooth and nail, screaming about leaving him alone, trying to scale the Academy walls just to get away from our suffocating grasp.Right now, he was tethered to that fucking rusted pillar like a trapped animal, pale, trembling, and entirely at the mercy of a dead man walking."Take another step, Lysander!" Orrin’s voice cracked, the thin veneer of his bravado finally fracturing under the suffocating pressure of our combined alpha auras.He pressed the flat of the knife harder against Caleb’s skin, drawing a single, agonizing bead of crimson. "I swear to God, I’ll open his throat before you can even blink!""Do it, Orro," I whispered.The

CALEB'S POVI held the phone away from my ear, wincing as Victoria’s shrill voice continued to pierce the quiet of the private hospital wing."Did you hear me, Caleb? Get your worthless ass back to the house right now!" Victoria shrieked through the receiver. "And listen to me very carefully, because I am only going to say this once. Tonight is the night! You and I have a set dinner at the Devereux Manor, and you better ensure... and I mean truly ensure, that you behave like a civilized human being in front of Maximilian Devereux, Augustus, and his sons."I let out a long, heavy sigh, rubbing my temples where a dull, throbbing headache was already taking root. "I'm well aware of the date, Victoria. You don't have to remind me every time you have spare time.""I have to remind you because you have the social grace of a rabid stray dog!" she snapped back, her voice dripping with venom. "If you so much as twitch the wrong way and become the reason Maximilian kicks us out of his sight, I

CALEB'S POVMy phone buzzed against my palm, the screen glowing in the dim interior of the town car with another cryptic text from an unknown burner number... "You will look exquisite in white. Keep looking up when you walk in."A shiver of pure, unadulterated unease crawled up the back of my neck. I slammed the screen dark, my jaw clenching so hard my back teeth ached. Who the hell was playing these games with me? Is it Augustus, Evander or Lysander? My mind screamed it was Augustus."We are here, Mr. Caleb." the driver announced.When the car glided to a halt, the heavy iron gates of the Devereux estate parted like the jaws of some monolithic beast waiting to swallow me whole. I didn’t want to be here.Every instinct in my body screamed at me to order the driver to turn the car around, to run back to the suffocating but familiar chaos of my stepmother's life before she hitched her wagon to this obscenely wealthy, predatory family.But Victoria had practically begged, her voice tremb

CALEB'S POVThe phone slipped from my grip, clattering uselessly against the hardwood floor Before I could draw a full breath, my back hit the wall. The impact knocked the wind clean out of my lungs, but the physical blow was nothing compared to the suffocating weight of Evander and Lysander pressing in from both sides.They didn’t just trap me... they caged me, their broad shoulders blocking out the dim light of the corridor, their chests heaving with an erratic, predatory rhythm."What the fuck do you think you’re doing?" I snarled, trying to shove my hands against Evander’s solid chest.He didn't budge an inch. Instead, Evander’s hand shot up, his thick fingers wrapping tight around my throat, not cutting off my air entirely, but pressing just hard enough to make my pulse hammer wildly against his skin.His eyes were wide, bloodshot, and burning with a manic, possessive fury that sent a dangerous shiver straight down my spine."Quiet, Little alpha," Evander whispered, his voice dr