Semua Bab Revenge For My Alpha: Sequel of Fated To The Alpha Twins : Bab 111 - Bab 120

The moon hung heavy over the woods just outside the Moonshine College campus, its silvery light cutting through the lingering smoke of battle.At the heart of the clearing, the massive body of the rampaging wolf lay motionless. Its eyes, once glowing with unholy rage, were now glazed and vacant.The victory was official.Ethan stood tall in the center of the chaos, a mixture of sweat, dirt, and blood stained his clothes, but his expression was calm, unbothered, and cold.The moment was his.“Damn good strike, kid,” said Agent McKay, one of the government-appointed supernatural enforcement officers, clapping Ethan on the back. “You brought that bastard down clean.”Ethan gave a silent nod, jaw tight, eyes flickering toward the dead wolf. “It had to be done,” he said smoothly. “I wasn’t about to let it get to the college.”Behind them, Lucas sat slumped against a tree, his chest heaving. Blood matted his shirt and his left arm dangled uselessly at his side—until a sharp cracking sound

The grand cafeteria at Moonshine College was a place designed to impress outsiders—high vaulted ceilings painted with sprawling murals of wolf legends, chandeliers that threw shards of golden light across polished mahogany tables, and a central fountain that worked softly, its silver wolf statue glaring eternally into the distance. But right now, none of its grandeur could soften the thick tension at Table Nine. Lucas, Liam, Graham, Lily, Maya, and Lena sat together, their trays mostly untouched, each of them had been speaking in quiet, brittle tones until the shadow fell across their table. That shadow belonged to Ethan. He stood there in front of them, one hand tucked casually into the pocket of his dark jeans, the other holding a coffee cup he wasn’t drinking from. His posture screamed arrogance—shoulders back, chin lifted just enough to look like he thought the air around him was made for him to breathe. A sly smirk curved his lips, the kind that wasn’t just smug, but delib

The exam hall door swung shut behind them with a muffled thud, and for a long second, the sound seemed to echo in Lily’s ears. Lily let out a sharp, triumphant exhale, pressing her palm to her chest. "That’s it. That’s finally it," she said, her voice trembling slightly, not from exhaustion, but from a mix of relief and disbelief. "We survived. We actually survived." Beside her, Maya stretched her arms above her head, groaning dramatically. "Survived? Barely. I feel like my brain is fried… like it’s about to ooze out of my ears and splatter on the pavement." She made a face, then grinned. "But yeah, we did it." They started down the steps, joining the slow-moving stream of students trickling out into the courtyard. There was a buzz of voices all around—students talking about their answers, comparing notes, making plans for post-exam parties. But to Lily, it all faded into the background. The weight of the semester, the memories of what they had been through, pressed heavy and

Lily’s dorm room looked like a hurricane of clothes had swept through and decided to take a nap in the middle of it. Her bed was covered with neatly folded dresses, swimsuits, and light cardigans, while Maya’s bed across the room was an explosion of color, patterns, and enough shoes to stock a small boutique. The late afternoon sunlight streamed in through the half-open blinds, throwing slanted golden stripes across the carpet. Outside, the faint hum of campus life continued—footsteps in the hall, distant laughter, the sound of a door slamming shut somewhere down the corridor. But in here, it was all squeals of excitement, rustling fabric, and the occasional zip of an overstuffed suitcase. “Oh my gosh, Lily,” Maya laughed, standing over her own suitcase and trying to force the zipper closed. “I swear I’m not overpacking. These are essentials.” Lily glanced up from folding her sundresses and arched an eyebrow. “Maya, that’s your fifth pair of heels. We’re going to the beach, no

The drive had been long but filled with chatter, music, and the constant hum of excitement that seemed to vibrate through the travel bus. By the time the bus rolled up a winding, palm-lined driveway, the golden afternoon light bathing the world in warmth, everyone’s faces were pressed to the windows like eager children.“Oh. My. Goddess,” Maya breathed from beside Lily, her eyes widening as the first glimpse of the resort came into view.Lucas was on his feet before the bus even stopped. “Now this,” he said with a glance at Liam, “is how you start a vacation.”Liam smirked, one brow raised. “Just try not to make a fool of yourself in the first five minutes.”Liam eased the bus to a stop in front of a broad entrance framed by tall palm trees. As the doors hissed open, warm air kissed Lily’s skin, carrying the scent of salt, coconut, and something floral she couldn’t place.The moment their feet touched the marble path, a small group of people in crisp resort uniforms approached. At