All Chapters of Stuck Between Two Alpha Heir’s: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

A week passed, and classes settled into a routine as assignments began piling up and the excitement that always came with the start of a new semester gradually faded into familiarity. For everyone else, campus life had moved on. For Piper, it hadn’t.She hadn’t spoken to Rollins since the meeting in the old seminar room, but his final words refused to leave her alone.“Whatever this is… it’s spreading.”The sentence stayed in the back of her mind no matter how hard she tried to focus on lectures, and by Thursday afternoon she had given up pretending she could concentrate.The final lecture ended with the usual scrape of chairs against the floor as students filtered into the corridor, talking over one another about quizzes, weekend plans, and the upcoming hockey fixtures.Piper adjusted the strap of her bag and slipped into the crowd, almost reaching the staircase before she heard the unmistakable rhythm.Click.Tap.Click.Tap.The hallway didn’t fall completely silent, but conversati

Cecil read the sentence again.If you’re reading this, then someone failed to keep it hidden.The words seemed heavier the second time. She ran her thumb over the faded page, almost expecting more writing to appear beneath them, but there was only silence, the kind that settled over her tiny apartment in the early hours of the morning.She turned the page, expecting another warning or confession, but instead found a complaint about an economics lecture.Cecil blinked before flipping to the next page, only to find another ordinary entry about nearly missing hockey practice because a council meeting had dragged on too long, borrowing notes after sleeping through an early lecture, and a sarcastic remark about the cafeteria somehow making potatoes taste like cardboard.Despite herself, Cecil smiled. Whoever the person had been, she had sounded normal. Human.Not the larger-than-life figure people still whispered about years after her death.The more Cecil read, the more they became a pers

Nearly four days had passed since the break-in.Campus had already moved on.Students who had crowded outside Cecil’s apartment that night had found newer gossip to chase.Lectures had settled back into their usual rhythm, and the attempted burglary had quietly become just another story people mentioned between classes.To everyone else, it was over.To Piper, it wasn’t.Cecil had changed.The difference wasn’t dramatic enough for most people to notice, because they barely even noticed her, but Piper did.Cecil still came to class. She still smiled whenever Piper asked if she was doing better.But the smiles never reached her eyes anymore, and her bubbly personality reduced more..She spoke less and drifted off during conversations and she was always reading something.At first, Piper tried checking in more often, even though Ember said “she's prolly doing all this for the attention she has stopped receiving.” but Piper wasn't buying it.She texted, stopped by Cecil’s apartment once,

The hockey arena had almost emptied by the time Archie finished training.The sounds that had filled the rink all afternoon, the scrape of skates on the ice, coaches’ whistles, and pucks slamming against the boards had faded into silence.A few players stayed near the locker rooms, talking about practice schedules and weekend plans before heading out one after another.Archie stayed behind.The quiet after practice always gave him time to think.He rested his stick against the bench before wiping the sweat from the back of his neck with the towel draped over his shoulder.Training had been tougher than usual. Whether it was because the season had just begun or because everyone was trying to make up for Rollins’ absence, he wasn’t sure.Probably both.He bent to zip up his duffel bag, tossed in his gloves, and reached for his water bottle.Empty.He sighed.“Figures.”The locker room was almost deserted.One of the players waved as he headed out.“See you tomorrow, Arch.”Archie nodded

The Crescent Moon Pack House was quieter than Elsa remembered. Almost as if the workers were on break.Elsa adjusted the two paper bags, which were balanced awkwardly against one crutch.“I swear this place gets bigger every time I come here.”She could have asked someone at the gate for help or even her driver, but her father insisted that she carry it herself, or he would cut her allowance.As she rounded the corner, still limping despite the doctor’s insistence that she was recovering well, a familiar face came into view.Rollins.A folder rested beneath one arm as he walked, his attention fixed on the document in front of him.Elsa’s expression brightened.“There you are.”Rollins looked up.“Elsa.”She smiled as though they’d run into each other by chance.“Perfect timing.”He waited.Without another word, she lifted one of the bags.“Take these.”His eyes dropped briefly to the bags before returning to her.“I’m busy.”Elsa blinked.“…Excuse me?”“I said I’m busy.” He adjusted th