All Chapters of Chasing the Alpha I Once Rejected : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

‎Earlier, after school...‎‎Ivy stood near the gate clutching the straps of her bag tightly while students streamed around her noisily.‎‎She spotted Aiden almost immediately.‎‎He stood across the street near the same convenience store he usually waited beside, hands tucked into the pockets of his jacket. Tall. Relaxed. Familiar.‎‎The moment he saw her, his face softened.‎‎Ivy crossed over quickly, “Dad.”‎‎The man smiled faintly. “Hey, princess.”‎‎The nickname still felt strange sometimes. But it left her feeling warm too.‎‎Ivy stopped in front of him, then lowered her voice slightly, “I told Mom.”‎‎The words immediately wiped the softness from Aiden’s expression.‎‎For a second, genuine shock crossed his face,“You… told her?”‎‎Ivy nodded slowly,“She knows we’ve been meeting. And she wants you to come home with me today."‎‎Aiden's breath almost caught in his throat. He exhaled deeply and rubbed the back of his neck before crouching slightly in front of her. His ha

The night had deepened, stars hidden behind deep heavy clouds that thundered, by the time Kyle stepped out of the bar again. The neon sign above the entrance buzzed faintly, flickering red light over the wet pavement while cigarette smoke drifted lazily near the doorway and the alleyway. Somewhere deeper inside the place, laughter exploded over the sound of clinking bottles and loud music, but Kyle remained outside for a moment with one hand tucked in his pocket and the other holding his phone as he scrolled through. ‎ ‎Honey leaned against the wall beside the entrance, finishing the last drag of her cigarette while staring at the sketch she had just completed for him on her tablet that was now in Kyle’s hands. The resemblance was disturbingly accurate. Dean’s sharp jaw, the arrogant eyes, the scar near his brow-- it was all there in rough but vivid lines recognizable at an instant when one sees him. ‎ ‎“You sure this guy’s trouble?” she asked, exhaling smoke sideways. To her, he s

Morning came with soft gray light filtering through the curtains and the faint earthy smell that followed heavy rain. The storm had passed sometime before dawn, leaving droplets clinging to the windows and puddles gathered along the roadside outside. The house itself felt unusually quiet, almost sluggish after the tension of the previous night. ‎ ‎Kyle woke first. ‎ ‎The couch had nearly destroyed his back.He groaned under his breath as he sat up slowly, rubbing a tired hand down his face before reaching for his phone on the coffee table. His hair was a mess, his shirt wrinkled from sleeping awkwardly half-curled against the cushions. The first thing that came to his mind was Dean. He had stayed up, guarding and watching for his return but at some point, Kyle drifted off in slumber.. From the looks of things, Dean hadn’t returned last night, and as such, Kyle could only guess one thing. ‎ ‎As expected, a message notification blinked on the screen almost immediately as he opened

The house felt far too quiet after Kyle left with Liam that morning. It felt hollow and cold, as if the incident from yesterday still hung around the walls, waiting to remind Selene over and over again of what had happened. ‎ ‎Selene stood alone in the kitchen for a while after hearing the faint sound of Kyle’s car disappear down the street, her fingers loosely wrapped around the mug she had forgotten to rinse. The warmth from the coffee inside had already faded, yet she remained there absentmindedly, staring through the window above the sink at nothing in particular. ‎ ‎Outside, the neighborhood looked painfully ordinary., continuing as if whatever happens was only hers to deal with. ‎ ‎A woman walked her dog down the opposite sidewalk. And somewhere nearby, a radio played faintly through an open window. ‎ ‎The sunlight spilled warmly across the street, bright and harmless, but for some reason Selene still couldn’t relax. ‎ ‎Not after yesterday. ‎ ‎Dean’s sudden return ha

‎Kyle had not planned on leaving the house again today... ‎ ‎ After finally getting some proper sleep for the first time since yesterday, he had just woken up sluggish and sore by afternoon, his body still heavy from the stress of the past several days. ‎ ‎ Between Jenna’s mess, Selene's distance, Dean’s sudden appearance, and the emotional exhaustion of constantly staying alert, his mind felt like it had been dragged across gravel for too long. ‎ ‎ Kyle moved downstairs wearing loose gray sweatpants and a black sleeveless shirt, rubbing one hand across his jaw while heading toward the kitchen. ‎ ‎ Sunlight filtered lazily through the tall windows, washing warm light over the expensive marble counters and dark wooden floors. The place looked pristine as always, though emptier than usual somehow. ‎ ‎ He grabbed a bottle of cold water from the fridge and drank deeply, leaning one hand against the counter as he exhaled. ‎ ‎ 'Maybe I should work out.' he told himself. He need