All Chapters of Bully Me, Alpha: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Author’s POV The next day, Amber strolled into the classroom, holding the strap of her bag. Her heart fluttered when she saw Alpha Mason seated at their usual spot. Even though he had missed the last lecture, it felt like it had been forever since she had seen him. But what caught her attention was Nate, standing in front of Mason, cheeks dusted with blush, twirling a strand of hair around his finger, and chewing gum loudly like a whore. Mason was staring at his phone, oblivious to Nate’s antics. Amber chuckled and walked over. Nate quickly slipped away as Amber dropped her bag on the desk and inhaled Mason’s scent, which drove her wild. “Good morning, handsome,” she beamed, resting her chin on his shoulder, lips brushing the shell of his ear. Mason didn’t look up from his phone right away. “Where is my food?” he asked. Amber groaned dramatically, pulling back to stare at him. “Oh, come on, not even a good morning? You are just going to jump straight to asking about your

Author’s POV “You shouldn’t be trying to lie to my face, Elsa. When you know damn well I know all your tactics,” Mason said, his voice gruff. “You don’t want to admit it, but you have it, and I know it. But if you don’t want to come clean, I will have to do this the hard way. I’m calling the cops, something I should have done a long time ago when I discovered your strange urge for stealing.” He pulled his phone from his pocket. Elsa bit her manicured finger nervously, trying to hide it, but Mason’s Alpha aura pressed down on her. Mason skimmed through his contacts until he found the police chief’s number. His thumb hovered over the dial button. He glanced up at Elsa once more, giving her one final chance to confess. “Still not going to admit it?” he pressed. Elsa frowned, turning desperately to her friends, hoping for backup. But they had all turned their backs, suddenly fascinated by the bleachers, refusing to meet her eyes. “Ugh, you are accusing me because I’m your enemy an

Author’s POV “Um, I’m going to… none of your fucking business,” Amber blurted before she could stop herself, voice sharp with jealousy she no longer cared to hide. “Now put me down and go be with Cassie.” Mason’s eyebrows shot up, but a wicked grin spread across his face. “Are you jealous?” he asked, not really expecting an answer. “Because if you look this goddamn cute when you are jealous, then I will just have to keep making you jealous on purpose.” Amber’s face flushed red, though she was still mad at him. “I am not jealous,” she snapped, though the lie tasted bitter on her tongue. “I want to go see my parents.” Her voice softened at the end, almost pleading, as he finally set her back down on the floor. He stepped closer immediately, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. “Wait for me, baby,” he ordered gently, tucking a stray curl behind her ear with careful fingers. “I will drop you off.” Then he turned and jogged toward his hostel to grab his car keys, leaving her standing

Author’s POV “O-once he finds out, he is going to hate me,” Cassie muttered, fidgeting with her fingers, eyes distant and glassy as guilt clawed at her. Isabella shushed her immediately, her voice soft. “No, he won’t hate you,” Isabella assured, still stroking Cassie’s hair in rhythmic motions. “His hatred will only last for some time, not forever, my dear. He will come around. He always does.” Cassie closed her eyes, leaning into the touch like a cat accepting comfort, though the tension in her shoulders didn’t fully ease. *** The next day, The bright morning sun spilled into Mason’s room, casting sharp lines across his large bed. The light pierced his eyes, stirring him awake. He groaned, covering his face with his hand to block the sunlight. He glanced toward the window but was too lazy to reach for it. Sleep was no longer possible. “Shit,” he muttered under his breath, tossing the blanket off his body and sitting up just as Rose sauntered into his room without knockin

Author’s POV“You are right, Bell,” Amber muttered, staring out the window as the scenery blurred past. “I shouldn’t let her get to me. Besides, I’m not just the one he is dating, I’m his mate, the one he is bound to by the moon goddess. That has to count for—”The sudden flood of vibrations from her phone cut her off mid-sentence. She had forgotten to check it since breakfast. She pulled it out of her bag, the screen was cracked from when she had dropped it under the table earlier, but it still worked fine. Notifications poured in relentlessly, dozens in seconds. Amber’s thumb froze mid-scroll. Cassie’s Instagram post glared back at her, bright, intimate, and undeniable. The photo showed Mason asleep in bed, his arms wrapped around Cassie, her lips brushing his lips in what looked like a tender moment. Raven howled in fury inside Amber, unable to believe what they were seeing: Alpha Mason with another girl. And that girl was Cassie. Their greatest fear had become reality. Comments