All Chapters of Bully Me, Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Author’s POV Amber opened her bag and pulled out her phone, but it was completely soaked. The cotton bag had absorbed every drop of rain, leaving nothing dry. “What about your phone?” Amber inquired, fear rushing through her voice. “I need to call Xavier and tell him where I am.” “My phone, my phone…” Mason muttered, patting his pocket. He pulled it out and stared at it, it was just as wet and lifeless as hers. “Oh my God. What do we do now? We are stranded.” She groaned, gripping her hair as her wolf whined impatiently inside her. Raven hated cold and confinement. “Didn’t Xavier go to get food for you?” Mason inquired, watching her shoulders tremble. “Yeah, but he won’t come back in this storm, the rain’s too heavy, and no one can move in it,” Amber stated, her teeth chattering. Her wolf claws scratched at the inside of her chest, begging for warmth. “He probably thought you went back to the hostel when the rain started. And why would the guard lock the doors so suddenly? It

Author’s POVLoud whispers rumbled through the air the moment Alpha Mason stepped forward, shoulders squared, alpha aura expanding like a tornado across the courtyard. “Get out of my way, you good for nothing. Looks like I have to handle this myself,” Mason groaned, pulling out his phone and walking toward Amber and Xavier’s friend.Amber turned sharply, her amber eyes narrowed in confusion. “What the hell are you talking about? And why are you even here?” She inquired, glaring at Mason.“I know I’m not the good guy. But Xavier isn’t either. He has been playing with your feelings, Brownie. He doesn’t love you I have been trying to tell you this,” Mason declared. “And now I have got proof, he had plenty of things to say about you.”His voice struck like lightning. Amber instinctively stepped back, her claws threatening to push through her fingertips. “Save it. You will say anything to get what you want. But lying about Xavier? That’s too far. He loves me, he shows me every day.” Amber

Amber’s POV I dragged my luggage out of the trunk and ambled toward the front porch.Raven grumbled in my head. “I can’t believe, we are home early because of those assholes,” she whined. “The moon goddess must hate us, none of our mates are worth a damn,”“Shut up, Raven. Not now. I already feel like shit,” I snapped back mentally.The moment my feet touched the wooden steps, I could already smell home, spices, meat, warmth everything the hostel never gave me. I inhaled deeply, exhaled, and stepped inside. The living room looked empty, but the aroma of food drifted from the kitchen, making my wolf hum. Then I heard voices, my mother’s. "Yes, I did it for 1,000 dollars," her voice echoed through the hall as she sauntered out of her room, a phone pressed to her ear. I tried to smile at her weakly, wanting to speak, wanting comfort, wanting safety. "No ma'am, there is no discount. The hair you asked for was complicated, you saw it yourself,” my mother yelled at the person on the ot

Amber’s POVI guessed I would have to go to Alpha Mason’s father’s hotel. It wasn’t like I was going to meet him there anyway. I rolled my eyes and dragged myself up from the couch. I snuck into Daniel’s room to use his laptop to book a hotel room. I prayed I didn’t get caught. Even though we were all siblings, he guarded his things like a dragon on gold.I slowly lifted the screen of the laptop and typed fast, booking the room while my ears twitched, listening for footsteps at the door. If I got caught, I would be doomed.“Daniel will understand that you are doing this for your future,” Raven said in my head.“Yeah, you are such a bad influence, Raven,” I replied mentally. “If we get caught, I am putting the blame on you.”“What? You can’t do that? I’m literally your wolf, your adviser. I didn’t press the laptop, did I?” she whined.I completely ignored her. “Sorry, brother, but I will have to use your credit card without your permission.” I mumbled and clicked on Pay.I spun in his

Amber’s POV “A friend of mine had an accident and lost his sense of smell. His father was a famous perfumer, so he created a unique scent for him. The moment he inhaled it, his sense of smell came back. I know it sounds unbelievable, but it happened. That was when I realized this was what I wanted to do,” I muttered, my tone soft, almost dreamy, as I moved to his rhythm.He studied me, his expression unreadable, before replying. “That’s good. I have always told people perfume is powerful, it can change lives. And fortunately, the wolves of this pack have started taking it seriously.”I smiled faintly. “I’m lucky to meet you. I’m still struggling to learn the fundamentals of perfume-making,” I stated.His grip loosened, arms folding across his chest, eyes narrowing as if he were trying to read my soul. “For a moment, I thought you wanted to befriend me because you liked me as a person. But I guess I was wrong. Everyone comes to me because they want something, and you are no exception,