All Chapters of BOUND TO THE RUTHLESS ALPHA : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Soraya's POV“Carl,” I said, surprised.He smiled at me, flashing his perfect white teeth. “Hm? It’s me,” he said cheerfully, like we were old friends meeting after years apart. “It’s so good to see you already on our first day,” he added, smiling wider.I blinked, unsure what to say. “Hm.”“You seem a little confused,” he teased lightly. “Come on, I know where our class is. I’ll show you.”He started walking ahead, and I hesitated for a second before following. “Aren’t you a fresher as well?” I asked, catching up to him. “How do you know where the classes are?”Carl looked over his shoulder. “Well, I am a fresher,” he said, “but I’m very familiar with All-Bright School. I used to visit the library alot. So, I know practically everywhere. It’s huge, and it’s easy to get lost at first.”He turned a corner as he spoke. “But with time, you get familiar with it.”I nodded quietly, trying to keep up. After a short silence, Carl glanced at me. “You came out of a really fancy car,” he said

Soraya's POV“Do you like ice cream?” Darius suddenly asked.I blinked, caught off guard by the question. Ice cream?“Uh…yes,” I said, turning to look at him. I did like ice cream… a lot, actually. The question felt random, but also strangely exciting. “Okay.” He nodded.We kept driving in silence, and I thought that was the end of it. But then, the car slowed down and stopped. I frowned, glancing out the window. The area looked unfamiliar.“This isn’t the house,” I said, confused.Darius glanced at me then smiled. “We’re here to get some ice cream.”I blinked. “You said you liked ice cream, didn’t you?”“I did, but I didn’t think you meant—”“What?” he cut in teasingly. “You don’t want to get some?”“I do,” I said quickly, a bit flustered. “I just didn’t expect—”“Then it’s settled.”As Darius moved the car to park it, I looked through the window, my eyes widening at the huge building before us. It looked so elegant, like something out of a movie. I had never seen anything like it

Darius’ POV“Give me a kiss,” I said softly.Soraya’s eyes widened instantly, her cheeks turning to the prettiest shade of red. I smirked a little, there was no way she could run away now. “Aren’t you going to do it, Soraya?” I teased, lowering my voice. “Don’t you think I deserve a kiss?”“Umm…” she looked away, biting her lip, clearly flustered.God, she looked so damn cute like that. Her lashes trembled as she tried to think of a response, but I didn’t let her off that easily. I leaned closer, my tone dropping even lower.“You not doing it means you don’t think I at least deserve one.”“No, it’s… not that…” she whispered.And then, before I could say another word, she leaned closer slowly. My heart skipped a beat. I bent down to meet her halfway.For a moment, the whole world seemed to pause. Her scent, her warmth, the way her lashes brushed her cheeks were the only things my mind could capture.And then her lips touched mine. It was soft and warm. I felt so good, better than the

Soraya's POVDarius just held me like that until my heart finally stopped racing so much. I let out a soft sigh, slowly pulling away from him as he wiped the tears from my eyes.“What happened?” he asked gently.“I had a nightmare,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.He tilted his head a little. “A nightmare?”I nodded and looked away. “Yeah. I’ve… I’ve been having it for years. It gets scarier each time.” I tried to laugh it off.He didn’t say anything, just reached for the nightstand and handed me a glass of water.“Thank you,” I murmured, taking it with shaky hands. The water felt cool against my throat, and somehow, it helped.He took the glass back and set it down carefully, then pulled the blanket up over my legs again, tucking it gently around me.“Do you want to tell me what this nightmare is about?” he asked softly.I hesitated as the images flashed in my head again—the huge, black wolf, its golden eyes, the sound of its growls still echoed in my ears. I didn't even re

Darius’ POV“I'd like to see her face.” I said.The nurse nodded and pulled the drawer open. A sheet of white fabric covered the body. Slowly, she folded it back, revealing the face. Indeed, it was Aunt Ronnie. She was pale and still, like all the warmth had been drained from her. For a moment, I couldn’t move. I forced myself to swallow. “And her belongings?”“They’re in the drawer,” the nurse said. She opened a small compartment beneath the tray, pulling out a clear plastic bag. Inside were her phone, a small purse, a watch, and a folded scarf.It seemed like she must've just left the house for a short walk.I nodded. “Thank you,” I said quietly. She gave a polite nod and stepped aside. Sam and I turned, walking back through the cold corridors, neither of us saying much until we were outside again.We ended up at a small café not far from the hospital. It was quiet, almost empty, the kind of place I liked, when I needed to think. We picked a table near the window, still trying to p