All Chapters of My Hot Biker Stepbrothers Puck Me at Military School: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AISLA'S POVI dragged the heavy bag of metal scraps into my dorm room, the contents clanking loudly as I dropped it beside my bed. My hands were still throbbing from where Hughes had pushed me, but I tried to ignore the pain."What the hell is that racket?" Sarah, my roommate, looked up from her textbooks with an annoyed expression. "And what's that awful smell?""It's just some materials I need," I said, wiping the sweat from my forehead.Sarah wrinkled her nose and peered into the bag. "Materials? Aisla, this looks like garbage! There are rusty bolts, broken metal pieces, and... is that a rotting banana peel?""It's not garbage," I insisted, feeling defensive."Oh please," Sarah scoffed, standing up and pointing at the bag. "You literally smell like a dumpster! Did you seriously go digging through trash? What's next, are you going to start eating out of garbage cans too?"My cheeks burned with embarrassment. "I'm doing something important, okay? Just give me some space.""Important?

Hughes POVI sat in my private study, staring at the ceiling as I tried to focus on anything other than what had happened earlier. The image of Aisla's injured hands kept flashing through my mind, and it was driving me insane.Why the hell do I care? She deserved it for being so stubborn. But no matter how many times I told myself that, the uncomfortable feeling in my chest wouldn't go away.The door burst open without warning, and my three brothers walked in like they owned the place."Well, well, well," Hades said with his usual smirk, dropping into the leather chair across from me. "Look who's brooding like a teenager who got rejected for prom.""I'm not brooding," I snapped, sitting up straighter."Right," Hank rolled his eyes, settling on the couch. "And I'm not devastatingly handsome. Hughes, you look like someone kicked your puppy."Cayden closed the door behind him and leaned against it, his arms crossed. "What happened? You've been acting weird since you got back from whereve

Aisla's POVI quickly dusted myself off and took a step back from Cayden, my instincts telling me to get away from yet another Hunter brother."Sorry again," I muttered, turning to leave. "I'll just—""You don't need to avoid me," Cayden said calmly, his voice stopping me in my tracks.I paused, unsure whether to trust him. "I think it's better if I do.""Why? Because of my brothers?" He brushed dirt off his training clothes. "I'm not them, Aisla."He knows my name. "It doesn't matter. You're all the same.""No, we're not." He stepped closer, but not threateningly. "I heard you took my advice about the weapons. Word is you're trying to forge something yourself."My blood ran cold. How does everyone know about that? "What are you talking about?""Everyone's saying you've been collecting scrap metal to make a weapon for the competition," Cayden said matter-of-factly. "It's become quite the topic of conversation around campus."This is a disaster. "How... how does everyone know?""News t

Aisla's POVBefore I could say anything else, the arrogant girl stepped forward and shoved me hard. I stumbled backward, barely managing to catch myself against the door frame."You know what? I've changed my mind," she snapped, her voice sharp with irritation. "You're going to pay for ruining my bag right now, or I'm calling security."This is insane. "I didn't ruin anything!""Look at this!" She held up her designer handbag, pointing to what looked like a tiny smudge. "This bag costs more than you probably make in five years! And now it's contaminated with... whatever disease you're carrying!"I was about to lash out at her when something caught my eye. Her purse was slightly open, and I could see several light crystals nestled inside – not just the decorative one on the outside, but multiple loose ones just sitting there like spare change. One small crystal was actually teetering on the edge, about to fall out.She has light crystals just lying around in her bag like they're nothin

Aisla's POVThe moment the arena doors closed behind us, complete chaos erupted. The sound of clashing metal filled the air as students lunged at each other with their expensive weapons."Take this!" someone shouted as their sword met another's dagger."You're going down!" another voice yelled over the din of combat.I stayed back against the arena wall, focusing entirely on defense. This doesn't make any sense. Why is a hunting competition just students fighting each other?"Where are the creatures we're supposed to hunt?" I heard someone call out between strikes."Maybe we are the creatures!" Marcus laughed as he parried an attack from another student.This is insane. But I need to focus on surviving.I dodged swiftly as a girl with twin daggers came at me, her blades whistling through the air where my head had been moments before."Stand still, omega!" she snarled. "Let me put you out of your misery!"I ducked under her next swing, watching for an opening. My weapon felt like an e