Semua Bab Claimed by Three Alphas, Fated to One: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Audrey's POV I didn’t even feel my knees hit the ground, just the sting of dirt in my mouth and the awful, scorching weight in my chest like someone had poured molten iron straight into my lungs. I couldn’t scream, and I couldn’t even curse at them for dragging me into this hell. The sigil burned through my shirt, glowing so bright I could see it even with my eyes squeezed shut.Somewhere above me I heard shouts. It was Adrian’s voice, broken at the edges. “Shit….shit, it’s starting. It’s the Catalyst. She’s—” His words cracked, like he didn’t want to finish.Wolves howled in the distance. They were not too close, but close enough to hear their voice. My skin crawled, and they could feel it. They could smell me.Derek dropped beside me so fast the ground shook. His hand was on my shoulder, frantic, and rough, as if he couldn’t decide whether to hold me or drag me somewhere safe. “Audrey, stay with me. Don’t close your eyes, okay? Don’t….don’t you fucking dare.”“I can’t…I I can’t

Derek's POVThe worst idea in the world? Sitting three feet away from Caleb and Adrian in my own damn living room while pretending this was about finals week. Study group, my ass. The only reason I even agreed was because Audrey’s grades were tanking and she looked like she was about to pass out when Mrs. Lane suggested “peer tutoring.” So now here we were, three wolves and the girl we were tearing each other apart for, trapped with textbooks on the coffee table like this was normal.It wasn’t normal. Nothing about it was normal.Audrey sat cross-legged on the couch, notebook balanced on her knee, hoodie sliding off one shoulder just enough that the faint glow of that sigil peeked through. She kept tugging at the fabric like she could hide it, but the thing had a mind of its own. Every time it pulsed faintly, my stomach twisted. Caleb sat across from her in the armchair, looking like he’d rather be anywhere else than watching me breathe the same air she did. Adrian sprawled in the o

Audrey's POV The hallway was louder than usual the next morning, voices bouncing off lockers, sneakers squeaking against linoleum, someone laughing too hard about something that clearly wasn’t funny. I kept my head down, clutching my books to my chest like a shield, but it didn’t matter. I felt the stares. I felt the whispers trail after me like sticky cobwebs I couldn’t shake off. Ever since the lights blew out during dance practice, people had been spinning stories. Some said it was a freak accident. Some swore they saw sparks jump from me like I was some kind of human fuse box. Others whispered I was cursed, or worse….claimed. I didn’t realize anything was wrong until I opened my locker and a folded piece of paper fluttered out, hitting the floor. My stomach twisted before I even picked it up. Notes in Ravenfalls never meant good things. Choose or they’ll destroy each other. That was it, no signature, and no neat handwriting to trace back. Just sharp, rushed letters, l

Audrey's POV They didn’t shut the school down after the fire drill. They should have. Someone literally said the word hunters in the hallway while alarms blared and kids screamed, and by the next morning it was like nothing had happened. New day, new lies.Except it wasn’t nothing. You could feel it the second you walked through the doors, this low buzz crawling under your skin, whispers skimming down the hall, teachers speaking too fast and pretending they weren’t watching us like hawks.Then the announcement came over the PA.“Students, please welcome our new transfer students joining us today, as well as the Ravenfalls Safety Committee, who will be on campus throughout the semester.”Safety committee. Right! My stomach dropped.The office door opened and they walked in as if the entire hallway was a runway, two boys and a girl, all in neat uniforms that somehow looked sharper than ours even though they were technically the same. Their hair, their posture, their smiles were too p

Audrey’s POVI knew something was wrong the moment Coach blew the whistle. It wasn’t just the echo bouncing off the gym walls, the way half the kids stiffened, and Caleb’s eyes darted toward the bleachers like he’d already clocked the danger before anyone else even picked up a basketball. That made me feel something is terribly wrong.The hunters were watching. Of course they were. They were always watching now. Perfectly, leaning back on the bleachers with fake grins and notebooks they didn’t write in. Nobody questioned why a bunch of transfer kids spent every period hanging around or why one of them “took an interest in sports programs” when he couldn’t dribble to save his life. Humans saw new faces. Wolves watched predators with patience.We were halfway through warmups when it snapped.Marcus Jr., built like a tank, barely keeping his wolf temper under wraps, was jogging the court when one of the hunter boys stepped too close. Not on accident. I saw it…. The guy stuck his leg out