Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Hot Biker Stepbrothers Puck Me at Military School: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Aisla's POVThe moment I stepped into the arena again and saw Melody standing there, I felt my chest tighten. We had fought before, and it was a painful fight, but this time something inside me was calm. I wasn’t scared of her anymore. I wasn’t even nervous. My hands were steady on my weapon, the same weapon I had worked so hard on, the same one I had built from scratch and poured my anger and sleepless nights into.This weapon was made to fight my enemies and she is one of my biggest enemies. I did all my hard work to make this one of my best weapons. And now, that weapon was going to face Melody.She looked furious as she walked forward, her wolf aura burning around her, almost like she wanted to scare me before the fight even started. Her eyes were sharp, full of hatred, and I could tell she wanted me gone.“You think you’re smart, don’t you?” she hissed, loud enough for me to hear even with the crowd screaming. “You think because you beat me once, you’re better than me?”I didn’t

Aisla's POV I couldn't believe I was able to make it this far. It made me so happy that I can't control my happiness. Knowing that I was able to win up to the extent of being part of the top winners in the school tournament was more than enough for me. This was eye-opening and one of the best things I could think about.I know, for one, that my status in this school wouldn't be the same anymore. I don't know how I managed to beat Hades, but I'm very sure he didn't compromise because of me, because that would have been worse for me. We were going to be presented with medals, and I saw that a lot of people came to the school. The school was particularly open to the public, which meant that my evil father and his mistress would be coming to school to see their precious daughter, Melody. I hope they were able to see that she got dragged away after she couldn't take the fact that she lost earlier. That was the best thing for me. It's like my best revenge on them, because they deserve wh

Aisla’s POVI watched my mother drag my father away. Her hand was like iron on his arm. The mistress followed them, small and angry, like a dog that had lost its place. I felt something strange in my chest. Part of me wanted to run after them and listen. Part of me wanted to stay and breathe.I did both.I ran. My legs felt heavy, but I ran anyway. The brothers were behind me, silent and quick. They moved like shadows. I did not need them to tell me to follow. My feet knew where to go. They led us to a private place behind the school. A place with old stone walls and a few trees. Nobody else came here. It was quiet, except for our breath. My mother turned to face my father. Her face was hard. Her eyes burned with a kind of grief I had never seen before.“You are a beast,” she said, and her voice shook. “How could you do this to her? How could you leave her and let her suffer? Do you know what you made her live through?”My father looked at her like she had said something rude. He pul

Aisla's POV I didn’t know how long I cried in Cayden’s arms, but when I finally stopped, I felt like my chest was a little lighter. My eyes were swollen, and my head hurt from all the tears, but at least I was not holding everything inside anymore.Cayden kept his arms around me like he wasn’t going to let go unless I pushed him away. For once, I didn’t push. I just stayed there because I needed it.“Thank you,” I whispered, my voice rough.He leaned a little closer. “For what?”“For coming to look for me. For holding me. For staying.” I wiped my face with the back of my hand. “Nobody has ever done that before.”He pressed his forehead against the side of my head gently. “You don’t have to thank me for that. You deserve someone to hold you when you cry.”My throat tightened again, but I swallowed hard, refusing to break down again. I wanted to tell him what was in my heart, so I forced myself to keep speaking.“I’ve been thinking about what to do next,” I said, staring at the river e

Aisla's POV After crying for a while, I was resting my head on my mom's leg. I hated her for a long time, not knowing that she had to endure a lot of things because of me. I'm very sure she would have left my father a long time ago if she never gave birth to me. So ultimately, everything was my fault, and I had the audacity to even hate her. But I never had the right to hate her. Everything she ever did was for my benefit, and she only had me in mind. She kept thinking about me all the time, but what did I do? I only cared about myself."Mom, I'm so sorry. I don't know how to apologize to you anymore."I said holding on to her tightly. I haven't felt the love of my mother for a long time because I was blinded by my anger and hatred towards her. Maybe I felt a lot of resentment because she abandoned me. But at the end of the day, she had to go through all of that. I didn't even like being bullied. It turns out that she had been suffering for a long time and I never noticed it. My da