All Chapters of Broken by One, Desired by All : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ronan's Point Of View The magic train hummed beneath us, but my pulse was louder.I sat in the seat directly across from them, arms folded, legs spread, jaw tight, watching. Caroline had her usual playful smirk, legs draped over the seat like she owned the world. Zane sat beside her, cheeks still tinged from the way she had flirted with him minutes ago. Typical Caroline, she always played too much. But this wasn’t a game. Not to me. Not when he was involved.My wolf was already restless. Pacing. Huffing in my chest like an angry storm. He didn’t like seeing Zane this close to someone else, especially not her.“She’s just being Caroline,” I told myself.But it didn’t help.She tilted her head at him, all casual and teasing, and kicked her feet lazily.“Well?” she said, voice laced with challenge. “Will you dance with me, Zane?”Zane hesitated. That familiar flicker of uncertainty passed through his eyes, like he didn’t know what the right answer was. He turned toward her, still flust

Zane's Point Of View We walked in silence under the soft golden glow of the moonlit lanterns strung across the academy’s courtyard. The infirmary’s white walls disappeared behind us, replaced by creeping ivy, ancient stone archways, and the faint buzz of anticipation rippling through campus ahead of the ball.Still, I couldn’t ignore the presence beside me… tall, commanding, too quiet to be casual.Ronan.I tried not to look at him. I tried not to feel the heat of his body just inches from mine or remember how close we’d been earlier. Instead, I asked the first thing that slipped into my head. “So... no one invited you?”Ronan’s pace didn’t slow, but I felt the shift in his energy. He scoffed, low and amused. “Do I look like someone who waits to be invited?”I turned slightly to glance at him. “You’re not even a freshman anymore. Isn’t it strange that you’re coming at all?”His jaw twitched. “Silly events like this only matter once. I went when I was required to.”“And now?” I asked,

Zane's Point Of View The sun had dipped beyond the crimson towers of the Human Academy by the time I reached the Sky Garden.It was quiet… eerily so.Bathed in hues of twilight, the garden felt almost sacred. Rows of floating crystals pulsed softly overhead, casting lavender light over the marble floor. The air shimmered with faint magic, and the only sound was the whisper of wind weaving through the flowering arches that framed the vast open space.And there he was.Ronan stood beneath one of the crystal arches, his arms crossed as he stared into the distance. His hair caught the fading light like frost, and his posture, so upright, so composed looked as if he were carved out of command itself.My heart skipped.He looked back the moment I stepped closer, and without a word, pushed off the pillar and began walking toward the center of the garden. I followed in silence.“Let’s get this over with,” he said flatly, not even glancing at me.“Nice to see you too,” I muttered.“Feet shoul

Zane's Point Of View “Then again,” Alisa continued, turning her full focus on Miles, “some of us do have our partners already picked out.”She walked… no, glided across the cobblestone steps until she stood directly in front of him.“Miles,” she said sweetly, her voice sugary poison. “You’re looking radiant tonight.”Miles glanced at her with an unreadable smile. “You’re early.”“I was eager,” she replied with a smirk. “Wouldn’t want to miss the show.”They looked like a perfect pair.Miles stood tall, dignified, calm like always, and Alisa clung to his arm with practiced elegance. Her gown shimmered under the twilight, blue silk catching every glint of the lanterns overhead. They matched in color and posture, their auras blending like they’d been rehearsing this for weeks.Someone whispered behind me.“They look so good together…”“Are they… dating?”“They’d make sense, right? Top student and top heiress.”The comments grew, each one carving a little deeper into my confidence.But A

Miles Point Of ViewThe ballroom gleamed.The chandeliers suspended above dripped with diamond-like crystals, casting fractured glints of light across the polished marble floor. Students from both the human and werewolf academies flowed in like two elegant rivers destined to never meet, one bathed in soft silks and gentle pastels, the other in sharp tailoring and darker palettes that shimmered like moonlight on a blade’s edge.I stood near the entrance of the human academy’s section, one gloved hand resting against the ivory railing that separated the upper balcony from the main dance floor. From here, I could see everything.And then… they arrived.The grand doors opened with a hush of reverence, and Zane stepped inside, his arm looped with Ronan’s. For a moment, the light seemed to pause, lingering on them like a spotlight. Ronan, in a custom black suit adorned with rare black pearls that shimmered like captured shadows, walked with a regal indifference, as if the air parted for him