All Chapters of The Alpha's Scorn: His No More : Chapter 51 - Chapter 59

Leo's pov: My disgust was out of this world, and I believed that it might be rolling off me in waves too. Whether Aurora felt it or not, it didn't show on her face, for her eagerness to approach me, and the confusion etched on her face at the moment were genuine.“What do you mean, Leo?” She asked in a soft voice, her eyes tearing up… not that I cared. “Do you truly take me for a fool?” I asked in a matter of fact tone of voice despite my simmering anger. “I don’t know… I really don't know.” My frown was deep and must have put her off, for she took a step back, stumbling into her bed, as if in fright. “You don’t understand, Leo,” she tried to plead with me, her voice rather desperate, her tone frantic. “Make me understand,” I said dispassionately, looking at her levelly. “You can't be seriously angry with me,” she shook her head repeatedly, as if shaking the very thought away. “I did nothing wrong. Why must you be like this? She’s a nobody, a defect whose name should feel disg

Yuri’s pov: My smile didn’t last long… I bumped into a wall of muscles, and it was none other than Leo freaking Phillips! The tingles that erupted on my arm, as he steadied me, made me almost lose focus for a moment there. Admittedly, my wolf’s yapping wasn’t helping either.I stepped away from him, as if I had been burned – and in a way, I had been… My past life was proof enough of how bad this man could be! I needed to constantly remind myself of that, if I wanted to lead a normal life, that was. “What kind of luck is this?” I growled under my breath, loud enough for him to hear. He didn’t chuckle and he didn’t frown either. But really, couldn’t I spend one day without bumping into him? The man was becoming like a thorn in my side… no matter if he was a sight for sore eyes. “Here to check on the damsell in distress, huh?” I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him. “Actually, yes, I am,” he flashed me a small smile, and I held back a snicker – I had earned that, the pang of hu

Leo’s pov: I was supposed to talk to Yuri, not try to ravage her in the damned car. In my defense, her scent was maddening, and I did try to make her understand that I wasn’t the reason why she didn’t get her well deserved spot at the competition… Yuri fu*cking Jones made it hard for me to think coherently and act appropriately though, especially when she pouted, and even moreso when she was on the verge of crying. I remained in the car, watching her disappear through the gates of her dorm, thinking about how good we could have it together, if only she could see it herself too. It was only once she left, and I replayed our interaction from start to finish, that I realized that when she asked if I came to check on the damsel in distress, she probably meant Aurora… And I had answered yes, when in fact I had gone to check in on her. Considering I was the Alpha, I had eyes everywhere, and I knew she had gone to the clinic. Naturally, I shouldn’t expect any better. After all, I had

Leo’s pov: I had just entered the pack house when Beta Rodney shot up to his feet. My guts told me he had been waiting for my return. I looked at him in mild puzzlement, right before I barked at an omega servant nearby, “Get going. Don't you have anything to do?” She didn’t give me a reply and didn't even look me in the eyes before hurrying out of there.“Good evening, Alpha Leo,” Beta Rodney greeted me at once, nodding at me in a formal way. “Evening,” I looked at him expectantly, wishing to get the conversation out of the way already.Whatever excuses he was ready to feed me, I had no intention of buying, and I just hoped I would be patient enough with him not to cause him a stroke or something. “Let me just mindlink Aurora. She has been waiting for you, as she wishes to talk to you.”Truth be told, I was the one who nearly had a stroke because of his words. My wolf paced in my mind, ready to tear some liars.“About what? Her acts did all the talking for her, and she needs to

Yuri’s pov: There was no way to describe my date with Kevin other than enjoyable. He was adorably sweet, endearingly geeky, and oh so attentive to me. He didn’t make a move, unless I were to count the way he rearranged a lock of my hair delicately at some point. And lo and behold, the stern man blushed at the gesture – which in turn triggered my own blush. Nevertheless, he was easy to be with, easy to talk to, and I could definitely see myself bonding with him on a deeper level. Upon reaching my dorms, safely, and on time, that evening, I found a text from Sarah which I had missed. How was it? I want details.I smiled, picuting her as she wrote this, her eyebrow raised in question. It was nice. I hit send before I could even think my response through. NICE? Soon, came her answer. I didn’t even get the time to type my response before a call came in. “NICE? What do you mean nice?” She sounded outraged. “You looked like a goddess. How is he even a man if he kept his hands and co