All Chapters of Revenge For My Alpha: Sequel of Fated To The Alpha Twins : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

The afternoon sun moved through the college courtyard with soft wind brushing against the tall trees that lined the pathway leading to the lecture hall. The chatter of numerous students filled the air with laughter, gossip, footsteps and the sounds of life Lena no longer felt connected to.At least not anymore since she had found out something that almost made her go mad.She crouched low behind a bush opposite the lecture hall, her pulse quick, her eyes sharp. Her fingers gripped the edges of the bush until the rough twigs scraped against her palm. The faint scent of earth filled her nostrils, grounding her, but her attention was fixed elsewhere.Accomplishing her goal mattered so much more than her comfort right now.Across the courtyard, Chloe stood among a small circle of friends, laughing in that light, effortless laugh Lena had come to hate. Her dark hair shimmered under the sunlight, her smile soft and unguarded. She looked perfect, the kind of perfect that didn’t need to t

Chloe adjusted the strap of her shoulder bag as she walked through the main square. She had been running late, again. Aiden had texted her ten minutes ago that he would meet her at the cafeteria before their first lecture.Her heart fluttered, a reaction she still wasn’t used to.Being Aiden's girlfriend wasn’t something she had planned or even expected but she was happy it had happened regardless. But as she thought happy thoughts about this, she suddenly had a reflection of Lena’s words the other day and it almost put a damper on her mood but she pushed it aside.At least for now.She hadn’t thought about Lena much since that awkward encounter at the restaurant a few days ago and then a few days ago when they met in front of her lecture hall.One one hand, she had taken Lena’s words as something more like an advise from someone who cared.But on the other hand, she only saw Lena as Aiden’s ex, the one who had looked like she wanted to rip Chloe’s throat out but smiled anyway.She

(NOTE: THIS NOVEL DOES NOT SUPPORT OR ENCOURAGE RECKLESS DRINKING IN ANY WAY. THIS WAS ONLY WRITTEN FOR ENTERTAINMENT)The apartment was filled with laughter, clinking glasses and the sound of a pop song playing from a speaker on the shelf. Andrea stood by the wall, a drink in her hand, pretending to enjoy it. She took small sips, the faint burn of alcohol doing little to relax her.Her dress shimmered faintly every time she moved. It clung to her body more tightly than anything she had ever worn before, the smooth fabric catching the light in all the wrong places, or maybe the right ones, she couldn’t tell anymore. She tugged at the hem for the fifth time in a minute. It was too short, too exposed and not her.She forced a smile when Maya glanced her way, though her cheeks felt hot.Across the room, Liam was telling a story that made everyone laugh, Lily leaning against him with a fond smile. Graham and Maya were next to them on the couch, clearly enjoying the playful chaos. Lucas

The laughter in Lucas and Liam’s was warm. The scent of food still lingered in the air, mixing with the soft beat of the playlist in the background. Andrea sat cross-legged on the floor, fixed between Maya and Lily. Her heart had been beating faster for most of the evening, though she pretended otherwise. The game of Truth or Dare had started harmlessly enough with a few dares and few embarrassing truths, some teasing about past crushes and pack training fails. But Andrea had been praying silently for her turn to never come. However it did and she had been asked the one question she dreaded and now, all eyes were on her. Lily, who had been gleefully in charge of spinning the empty bottle for this round, smirked as she repeated the question because Andrea had gone quiet. “Andrea,” she said, repeating the words like she was announcing something dramatic. “Who do you have a crush on here?” Andrea’s lips parted, but no sound came. Her heartbeat increased, and she reached for her gla

The silence that followed the kiss was deafening. For a heartbeat, Andrea could hear nothing but the sound of her own racing heart, pounding so hard it made her ears ring. The warmth of Lucas’s lips still lingered on hers, faint and electric, but when she opened her eyes, the expression on his face drained the blood from her veins. He froze, his eyes widened with disbelief before he pulled back abruptly, like he had been burned. Andrea’s breath caught. “Lucas—” But he had already stood up, taking a sharp step away from her. “I… I’m sorry,” Andrea stammered, the words tumbling out in a panic. “I didn’t mean to— I wasn’t thinking, I—” Lucas’s hand went through his hair as he exhaled heavily, turning his face slightly away. “Andrea, stop.” The sound of his voice, calm but clipped, hurt more than if he had shouted. She stood too quickly, swaying slightly as the dizziness of alcohol and regret crashed together in her head. “Please, I just— I’m sorry, I wasn’t—” “Don’t,” Luc