All Chapters of Stuck Between Two Alpha Heir’s: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The echo of the door slam still vibrated through the walls.Piper didn’t move.Her palms stayed against the wood, fingers trembling and breath unevenBehind her, her mother stood a few steps away.Neither of them spoke.Her hands shook harder.She curled them into fists and pushed herself off the door, refusing to look back at the frosted glass. Refusing to imagine him still standing outside. Refusing to replay the accusation again, even though it echoed in her head anyway.You reported me.Her jaw tightened.“I’m not apologising,” she muttered, more to herself than to her mother.“I didn’t ask you to,” her mother said softly.That answer took some of the fire out of Piper’s chest, leaving only exhaustion behind. Her eyes turned toward the stairs, and the broken mirror waiting upstairs and then, the purple stain soaking deeper into her rug with every passing minute.The night suddenly felt too long and too much.“I’m tired,” she said finally, voice dull.Sage gave her a small nod, not

Piper stared at Rollins’ message one last time.Keep your head down. This isn’t finished.For a second, she considered typing something back. A warning or even something sharp enough to match the tone.She didn’t.Instead, she opened his contact and blocked him without giving herself a second thought.“That’s it?” Ember asked, watching the movement of her thumb.“I’m tired,” Piper said simply, slipping the phone into her pocket. “That’s something I should’ve done a long time ago.”They started walking again, kicking stones with their feet.A second later, Ember’s phone buzzed.She ignored it.It buzzed again.Then again, longer this time, more insistent.Ember slowed, frowning as she pulled it out. “Why is my phone screaming?”Piper didn’t even look over her shoulder. “Probably nothing.”Ember’s eyebrows lifted as she stared at the screen, mouth wide open, she stopped walking completely.“Okay. Wait.”Piper sighed, turning slowly. “If someone’s pregnant, congratulations.”“It’s not th

The morning was quiet. Too quiet, in the way that made every small noise sound deliberate. Piper moved through her kitchen on autopilot, spooning cereal into a bowl and watching the steam rise from the mug of tea beside her.The television was on, at a low enough volume to be background noise. She flipped open the notebook she had left on the chair. Scanning her notes, making tiny edits with a pencil she barely held.Her thoughts, though, weren’t on equations or schedules. They were on what happened throughout the week.Every detail stayed, she told herself it was over. She reminded herself she had checked the path, the windows, and the locks. Repeatedly. Still, an unease remained quietly in her chest.She pushed it aside. Breakfast, notes, and a quick errand to the grocery store. Ordinarily, her phone buzzed, cutting the quiet.She’d called the professor too many times this week and each call ended with no answer. Her thumb hovered over the green buttonShe paused then pressed it.“H

She didn’t remember most of the walk home, only the sound of her breathing, too loud and too fast in her ears, as though her head itself were a circus.Every crack of a branch made her flinch, every passing shadow stretching into something that felt like pursuit. By the time she reached the edge of the neighborhood, her legs felt hollow beneath her, as if they belonged to someone else.When she stepped inside the house, the air felt unreal, too warm and too steady,The scent of onions sautéing drifted from the kitchen. The refrigerator hummed in its usual rhythm. A talk show played faintly in the living room.“Piper?” her mother called lightly. “You’re back already?”“I’m fine,” she said too quickly.She went straight to the sink.Her hands were shaking, though she tried to steady them. When she lifted them and looked clearly, she saw it immediately.A faint smear of dark violet across her fingers, dried slightly into the lines of her skin as though it had already settled there.Her

The heat in the room wasn’t accidental, Linda recognised that much.Temperature manipulation, mild dehydration and cognitive fatigue.Subtle destabilisers.She adjusted slightly on the chair, letting her breathing settle into an even rhythm. Inhale in fours, hold then release.Stay sharp kept repeating in her mind like a soundtrack. The door unlocked with a click after a while.Not rushed or aggressive.A man entered. No uniform or visible insignia. A dark suit jacket rested on his arm, shirt perfectly pressed and no weapon in sight.Which meant he didn’t need one.Instinctively, the guards straightened like they were slouching even though they weren't.Authority without announcement.“Leave us.” the man said.They obeyed immediately, and the door shut within seconds. Silence between Linda and the strange man, settled like dust.Linda didn’t look away from him, she had trained too much to lose in what had turned into a staring contest.The man studied her with the detached interest of