Semua Bab Caught Between The Big Bad Alphas : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Chapter TwelveThe OfferROCHELLE The box was filled with pictures of Ryker. In casuals, formal, semi-formal, shirtless, everything you could possibly think of. My cheeks stained red as my eyes lingered a little on the shirtless photos. I always suspected he was well-built, but sweet goddess!I didn't think he had such a defined torso. I swallowed hard, forcing my eyes away from the pictures. I took out the last thing in the box which was a poster with a letter on it. I didn't know what to expect this time but I started with the letter first. “Just thought I'd send you a little something to cleanse your eyes. Next time you want something hot to look at, put this up,” I read. My lips curled with amusement.As ridiculous as this whole thing was, a little part of me felt this tinge of excitement. Mixed with curiosity, my fingers were working quickly to unfold this “hot phenomenon.”By the time I opened it, my jaw nearly hit the floor.It was Ryker. A massive, full-body poster of him l

Chapter FourteenA Scary DrillROCHELLE“Now that you have all been shared into your perspective groups, here are the instructions for the hunt and the criteria for gathering points…” Mrs Fudgison proceeded.I struggled to keep my attention on her. To pretend the sneers on the faces of my teammates didn't make my stomach turn.“All the games you will be hunting today are specially trained and marked according to level of threat they present. The games marked E are pretty tame and basically pose no threat. They come in a group of twenties and each of them carry a point. How you chose to kill your prey doesn't matter, but clean bits will be awarded an extra two points…” she explained and murmurs seared through the crowd. Basically everyone was excited for this hunt but me. Probably because they could conveniently shift into their wolves anytime but my wolf… she was too fragile to even survive a full shift. The one time I tried, after the humiliating fail on my eighteenth birthday, I g

Chapter Sixteen A Gamble With Death ROCHELLE‘The C levels are tougher, about the strength of a muscled human and the ferocity of a wild animal. They will attack you just as much as you attack them and it is expected you will not win unscathed’ Mrs Fudgison's words replayed in my head as I was face-to-face with the creature. Like hell I was going to fight it! The logical thing to do was run. But how could I when my legs were trembling and my insides felt like I'd been smashed to a hundred pieces.“Come on, Rochelle, move,” I muttered to myself but my body wouldn't cooperate with me. The beast growled, shifting into an attack stance. I gulped hard.Should I talk to it? Beg for my life perhaps? Would that make it understand that I wasn't even worth considering a threat?Goddess, I wanted to scream. It lunged at me and I let out a scream, shutting my eyes tightly, expecting to be ripped to shreds but nothing happened. I waited for the pain, my heart hammering against my chest. Cold

Chapter EighteenA Job Offer ROCHELLE “It's not what you think, I swear it isn't. This is all just a big misunderstanding…” my voice pitched with desperation and Ryker stepped forward. “Is it now?” His tone was icy as those ocean blue eyes pinned me in place. His fingers wrapped around my chin as he pulled me closer, staring into the depths of my soul. “Listen carefully, bunny, because I won't say this twice…”I gulped hard, my heart hammering against my chest as he proceeded with his threat.“I don't care if your little heart still beats for him but as long as the deal is still on, you are exclusively ours —mine,” his eyes darkened. “Do you understand that? Or should I use simpler terms?” His grip on my chin was starting to hurt but it faded into the nervousness that curled inside of me. “I don't love him…” the words spilled out of my mouth. “I still want to make him pay.” “Good,” he scoffed. “Because the kiss was amateur anyways. If you're going to make someone pay, you should

CHAPTER TWENTYTHE FALSE STORYROCHELLEI don’t know how long I stayed in that stall. Maybe ten minutes. Maybe twenty. My heartbeat hadn’t slowed since the first slam on the door.The sound kept echoing in my ears, louder than it really was, like my body didn’t want to let go of the fear.The tiles under my shoes felt cold, the smell of cheap disinfectant thick in the air. My palms were sweaty, pressed against the metal walls of the stall, and I could still feel the ghost of her hand hitting my face. My cheek burned.Then I heard it, Sophia’s fake little sob.“She hit me first,” she said, her voice trembling just enough to sound believable. “She’s been jealous of me for weeks.”I froze.What was she doing?“Principal Maren?” another girl’s voice said, high and anxious, but I could hear the satisfaction underneath. “Yes, she’s in here. Please hurry, she’s… she’s threatening Sophia!”My heart stopped.They’d called the principal.Oh, no.The air felt thinner suddenly. I pressed my hand