All Chapters of Revenge For My Alpha: Sequel of Fated To The Alpha Twins : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The night air was warm and wild with the energy of the bonfire party, the flames dancing sky-high in the center of the open field as the party continued deep into the night. The sky was dark velvet filled with beautiful stars, and the pulsing music throbbed through the soil beneath their feet. Laughing students circled the fire, dancing, drinking, and soaking in the freedom of the night. Lily's cheeks were flushed with laughter as she joined hands with other students as they danced around the mighty fire, her hands occasionally linked with Maya and Lena, the three of them enjoying the carefree moment.After several songs, breathless from the fun, Maya pulled back. "Okay, okay! I'm grabbing us drinks before I collapse. You two stay right here and don’t move a muscle!" she grinned, jogging off through the crowd.Lily and Lena sat on a wooden bench set up around the outer ring of the party. The fire cast a golden glow on their skin, and for a moment, Lily just sighed in contentment.

The music pulsed like a heartbeat across the wide-open field, its heavy bass vibrating through the ground and into the soles of Lily’s shoes.The bonfire at the center of the gathering stretched high into the night sky, flames licking the air like wild tongues. Sparks danced upward like tiny fire spirits, carried on the breeze before fading into the blanket of stars overhead.Students surrounded the blaze, caught in a whirlwind of movement and noise. Some danced barefoot on the grass, others shouted to be heard over the thundering speakers, their red Solo cups sloshing with cider and punch. A few wolves—those who had had a little too much—howled at the moon, prompting a round of laughter from the crowd. The scent of pine needles and spilled alcohol mixed with roasted marshmallows and faint sweat. It was chaos. Beautiful, youthful chaos.And Lily loved every second of it—at least, she wanted to.She and Maya wove through the crowd, arm in arm, laughter bubbling from their throats

Lily stormed deeper into the forest, each angry step crunching down on broken twigs and autumn leaves, her fury simmering beneath the surface like a pot about to boil over. Behind her, the bonfire had long since vanished from view, reduced to a faint golden flicker in the distance. The laughter, the music, the clinking of bottles, and the warmth of the pack—gone. All that remained was the pulse of her footsteps and the hush of the woods swallowing her whole."Controlling bastards," she hissed through clenched teeth, brushing away a low-hanging branch that snagged her coat sleeve. "Just because I’m their Luna doesn’t mean they get to lock me in a golden cage."The twins—Lucas and Liam—had always meant well, but well-meaning wasn’t enough tonight. Not when they had publicly questioned her in front of other wolves, doubting her judgment, acting like her words needed to be filtered through their authority. She had held her tongue out of respect. But the fire that burned inside her no

Darkness pressed around Lily like a second skin. Cold and wet, it clung to her arms, her legs, her face. When she opened her eyes, she saw nothing. Not a sliver of light. Not a shape or movement. Only blackness. It wrapped around her, deafening and paralyzing, as though the pit itself were alive and watching."Lucas!" she shouted, voice cracking against the damp air. "Liam!"Her voice bounced off the walls, distorted by the echo until it sounded like someone else screaming her name back. Then silence. Just the whisper of damp earth shifting and the faint drip of water from some unknown source above.She tried to sit up and winced immediately. Pain radiated from her ankle, sharp and electric, making her gasp. Her head pounded too, a steady throb behind her eyes like a war drum.She had fallen. That much she remembered. The ground giving way beneath her feet. The weightlessness. The terror. The sharp hit of her skull against something hard. And now... this. This grave in the ear

The moon loomed high in the ink-black sky, casting a cold light over the nearly deserted campus. Wind whispered through the trees, brushing against the windows of dormitories and stirring the leaves that fell on the sidewalks. Most students had long since gone to sleep. But Lena moved with purpose and fury, her heeled boots clicking against the cement with impatient rhythm.She didn't care about the hour. She didn’t care who saw her. Her rage had simmered all night, fed by whispers of what had happened near the old pit in the woods. And now it boiled over.She reached Ethan’s private on-campus apartment tucked into the east wing of the senior dorms. Her knuckles met the wooden door with sharp knocks—three of them, loud and angry.Moments passed before the door creaked open. Ethan stood there shirtless, his dark hair a mess, his eyes bleary with sleep.“Lena?” he asked groggily. “What the hell—?”She stormed past him without waiting for an invitation, pushing the door open fully