All Chapters of My Alpha, My Mate, My Ruin.: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Drake's POVSchool dragged on longer than anything I had encountered in a while.The weight of anticipation descended heavily over the whole house by the time I arrived, and the sky had started to darken. Though nobody said it out loud, everybody knew what we wanted, and the tension was evident.Matteo should have been here.I had told him that clearly.He said okay.Still, he wasn't present.My arms were crossed as I stood near the living room window, gazing outside and watching the gates as though they would magically open if I looked long enough.Nick walked slowly back and forth behind me, his steps erratic and uneasy. Her gaze moving between us, Harmony sat quietly on one of the chairs, clearly mindful that anything could turn wrong at any moment.The silence dragged out far longer than it should have.Every minute passing brought it worse.“He said he would come”, I mumbled.Nick stopped pacing.“That was hours ago,” he said harshly. “I don’t understand this.” “If he agreed, the

Drake's POVWith my eyes glued to one thing only, I remained at the far end of the room.Betsy.She lay still and quiet on the bed, exactly as she had been since the previous night. Anyone would have assumed she was dead if not for the faint rise and fall of her chest.But she wasn't.She could have been fine if I had just let her in and heard what she had to say.Then my eyes turned to him.Matteo.Too close for my taste, he sat next to her, clutching her as though he had every right to be there. Like he was shielding her, one of his hands was encircling hers while the other was just behind her.As though she fit with him.Something twisted cruelly inside my chest.As I watched him, my fists were drawn slightly at my sides; my wolf was constantly stirring inside me.Every instinct in me wanted to walk over there and pull him away from her.To remind him that he had no place close to her.To gently remind him that he shouldn’t be here.I made myself stop.Since I knew his reason for

Betsy's POVThough it was challenging at first, I gradually opened my eyes. I could not see clearly, and my lids felt heavy. I blinked once, then once more, struggling to correct my vision. For a few seconds, I couldn’t see anything clearly. My head felt heavy as well, and my body was feeble in a manner I had never experienced before, as though all the strength in me had been pulled away.The first face I saw as my eyesight gradually cleared was Nick's.“Betsy,” Nick said to me, his tone muted but filled with concern. “You're awake."I opened my mouth to respond, but my throat was parched. Even speaking seemed weird. I turned my eyes away from him and gently glanced across the room. That's when I realized Nick wasn't the only one at the scene.Maxwell was standing by one corner of the space.My gaze changed once again, this time seeing Matteo as well.I slightly frowned and tried to get up.“Don't do that,” Nick said to me at once. “You should rest.”Still, what he was saying hardly

Betsy's POVAt first, returning entirely to school following everything that had happened to me felt odd, but after a few days, life slowly started to seem regular once more.I was in class that day, seated quietly with my notebook open in front of me. The room buzzed with the typical subdued chatter of students, and the lecturer had not yet arrived. Some were laughing over something on the phone. Some were working on note revisions. Others were biding their time.Though my head wasn't completely there, I was trying my hardest to concentrate on the material at hand. Twice I had written the same sentence unaware.That was the moment I detected someone stopping close to my table.I looked up.It was Vivian.“I have to confess; you have made great headway.” Grabbing three guys to your side all at once is not a trivial accomplishment. I'm astounded.I stared at her for one second.Next, I glanced again at my notebook.I wasn't going to grant her that contentment.I then turned a page in

Betsy’s POVThe instant Peter left me, I saw the little relief his presence had offered start to evaporate.I gathered my things to settle down before the professor arrived and I moved toward my desk.Matteo.I had grown more powerful. I was aware of that.But Matteo still had a knack for making the air around him feel tense.He began walking toward me deliberately, his eyes locked on me as though he had all the time in the world.I stood where I was.I decided not to step back.He angled his head a little when he stopped in front of me and eyed me as though he had arrived for a calm conversation, which only made me doubt him more.“So,” Matteo said to me, “I waited for you to come and say thank you.”I frowned at him.“Thanks for what?” I asked, though I already understood his intention.He gave a little grin that didn't spread to his eyes.“For helping you,” he responded. You wouldn't be here now if I weren’t involved.My fingertips gripped the margin of my notepad somewhat tighter.