All Chapters of Caught Between The Big Bad Alphas : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 32Rochelle’s POVPermission for what? The bell hadn’t even finished ringing when I realized something was off.The hallway was too quiet. There were whispers, soft and fast, but the usual chatter, the noise of people rushing out of class, it all felt… different.I should’ve known.Because the moment I stepped out of the pool room, every head turned.My stomach sank, and then I saw them.Ryker and Evander.Leaning against the wall like they belonged there which they didn’t. Because the triplets never came to this side of the building. Everyone knew that. They lived on the rooftop literally and nobody questioned it.But now, two of them were here.And worse, they were waiting for me.I froze mid-step. The whispers spread faster.“That’s her.”“She’s with them, right?”“Why are they even here?”“She must’ve done something.”My fingers tightened around my books. I could feel my pulse everywhere, my neck, my wrists, my ears.Ryker looked up first. That usual lazy grin of his wasn

CHAPTER 34 The EdgeRochelleRyker’s fingers closed around my upper arms. It was firm but not painful, and then he guided me fully into the room. The door clicked shut behind us with a sound that felt too loud in the quiet. Red light washed over everything, making the chains gleam and the leather look darker. He released me but stayed close, with his bare chest rising and falling slowly as he turned in a slow circle.“Look at it,” he said, his voice low and pleased. “My own little kingdom. Every piece is exactly where I want it.” He spread his arms slightly, like he was presenting a masterpiece. “Perfect.”Evander stepped in after us, eyes scanning the walls. He reached out and lifted a long black whip from its hook, running his thumb along the braided handle. The leather whispered against his skin.Ryker’s head snapped toward him. “Careful with my things, little brother. You break it, you buy it.”Evander gave a small, humorless smile and set the whip back down. “Just curious.”Ryker

CHAPTER 36 The PullAiden I watched the taillights of the car disappear down the driveway until the red glow swallowed itself in the dark. My chest felt as though someone had wrapped iron bands around it and kept tightening. I stood there longer than I should have, with my boots rooted to the stone path, listening to the engine fade until only the night sounds remained—crickets, distant traffic, and the low hum of my own pulse in my ears.I turned back toward the house. The front door still hung open, spilling warm light onto the driveway like spilled blood. I stepped inside, closing it behind me with more force than necessary. The lock clicked and then sounded final.Going up the stairs. Each step felt heavier than the last. The hallway smelled like leather, sweat, sex, and fear. All of it mixed together in a way that made my stomach twist. I pushed open the door to Ryker’s room without knocking.The frame was splintered where my fist had gone through. Wood shards lay scattered on th

CHAPTER 38 The Long Walk HomeRochelle The courtyard got empty slowly after Sophia had stormed off, leaving only the echo of her heels and the faint murmur of students drifting toward the gates. Darren’s retreating back disappeared around the corner of the building. The way he had looked at me with no smirk, but just that stare. It unsettled me. My mind spun with questions. Was the breakup real? Had Aidan’s beating finally broken something in him? Or was this another layer of the same old game—pretending to cut ties with her so I would feel safe, only to pull the rug out again? The thought alone made my stomach twist. I stood there longer than I should have, with my bag strap digging into my shoulder, trying to make sense of it. Eventually the restlessness pushed me forward and my legs moved toward the bus area without much thought. The triplets hadn’t appeared all day. There sleek black cars in the lot. No tall figures leaning against walls or watching from shadows. No Ryker with th

CHAPTER FORTY The ClaimRochelleRyker’s mouth crashed against mine, hard and demanding. His hands gripped my waist like though he was staking ownership, with his fingers digging in just enough to make me gasp against his lips. He tasted like smoke and anger and something darker I couldn’t name. My hands flew to his chest, pushing weakly at first, and then harder, but he only pulled me closer, growling low in his throat.“You’re ours now, princess,” he said against my mouth, his voice was rough. “No one touches what belongs to us. Especially not him.”Darren scrambled backward on the concrete, with his eyes wide, and still coughing from Ryker’s earlier grip. He looked small against the rooftop wall, with his bruises darkening under the afternoon sun.Evander stepped forward, his voice was low but sharp. “Ryker. Stop. Look at her.”Ryker pulled back just enough to meet my eyes as tears streaked down my cheeks. My breathing came in short, and broken bursts. He stared for a long second, w