Semua Bab HE CHEATED, I CHOSE THE TWIN ALPHA: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Thalassa's POV FUCKING SIX LONG HOURS!!!It's been six hours of practice at the rink and I couldn't be more exhausted. My feet ache from the canvas I had strapped on all day. My palms are stiff from the ice hockey stick I had clutched tightly. But then, it doesn't matter because ice hockey is everything to me and even if I can't play in public—I enjoyed playing in private.Tomorrow, the Silverhart College Women Ice hockey team are traveling out of the pack for a pre-season and I'm helping the team to train. A smile curled up my lips as I stared at the anniversary gifts and red velvet cake, I had gotten for my husband, Lucien Cross—the Beta of the Silverhart Pack. Three years of marriage and it's still seemed like yesterday; the feeling of being in love and loved is still as amazing as ever. I could still remember when he proposed to me on my nineteenth birthday after a year that we discovered that we were mates. I was still in the first year of college and now… in my finals, I had n

Thalassa's POV “I told you not to go for the pre-season,” Lucien thundered, his voice rattling off the walls. “You dare defy me your husband and mate now? What the hell has come over you?“I let out a dry laugh. “You came over me, Lucien. I married you at my peak, Lucien—gave you three years of my life. And you called it stupidity.”Lucien is speechless for a while but he quickly recovered. “So you're going to rebel against me?“I grabbed the small suitcase I had packed my essentials. “Yes, my darling husband,” I said coolly. “Since I'm stuck in this sham marriage with you… I'm going to make sure we aren't both at peace. I will do everything I want too.“My phone beeped, flashing Sierra and that means the bus that would convey us was already waiting outside for me. I started walking out of the room. “Goodbye, my husband.““Really Lassa,” he called out behind me. “ I will make sure you regret this….“ His voice faded into the background. I handed the bag to Amanda. “Let's go.“Amanda

“Ma’am… ma’am, it’s late. You’re the only one left here.”Someone tapped my shoulder, dragging me abruptly out of sleep. I frowned, disoriented, my lashes fluttering open as the dim lights above me came into focus. The first thing I saw was a woman standing in front of me, arms folded, concern mixed with mild irritation on her face.The bartender.Wait, bartender?My heart skipped. No. That couldn’t be right.I stiffened, my body suddenly aware of itself in the most unsettling way. My head throbbed painfully, as if someone had been pounding a hammer against my skull for hours. Worse, my body ached in places that made heat crawl up my spine, a dull soreness lingering between my thighs, too real, too vivid.What the hell?I jerked upright on the bar stool, gripping my head tightly as fragments of images rushed through my mind, dark roads, expensive leather seats, the unmistakable roar of a Lamborghini engine. The twins. Their laughter. Their hands. Their breath on my skin.I sucked in a

“What does he want?” I snapped, my fingers tightening around my phone as my heart thudded painfully against my ribs. Each beat felt too loud, too sharp, as if it was trying to warn me of something I wasn’t ready to face. “He said if you came here and he was looking for you,” she replied hesitantly, then paused. “Wait… you wanted to tell me something about him earlier. What did he do? What’s going on?” Her curiosity wasn’t intrusive—it was concern. Sierra had always been like that, reading between my silences, noticing the cracks even when I tried to plaster a smile over them. I sucked in a shaky breath, my throat tightening. “Didn’t I say we’d talk tomorrow if we meet?” I murmured, my voice tired, stripped of its usual strength. “Yeah, but just give me a clue,” she insisted softly. “Did you two get a divorce?” I let out a bitter chuckle at the word. Divorce. Never in my life did I imagine that word would be attached to me. Never did I think my marriage—the one I had cherished,

Sierra immediately rushed forward, stepping in front of me as she turned sharply toward the girl.“What the flipping fuck is wrong with you?” Sierra yelled, her voice sharp with anger.The girl—who clearly looked like a brunette—only smiled at her, the kind of smile that was meant to provoke. It made my stomach tighten instantly.“What?” the girl shrugged carelessly. “Why are you so hurt? You don’t want to hear the truth?” she said stubbornly, tilting her head slightly as if she was enjoying this.Sierra clenched her fists, clearly ready to yell at her again, but I reached out and gently grabbed her arm, stopping her. There was no need for shouting. Girls like this fed on reactions.I stepped forward calmly, a small smile curving my lips.“So,” I said slowly, meeting her eyes, “you want to challenge me, right?”Her brows lifted in surprise, then she scoffed. “I mean, bring it on,” she snapped. “Prove that you’re really the Queen of Ice everyone keeps talking about. You disappeared for