HE CHEATED, I CHOSE THE TWIN ALPHA のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

"Ka..eren!" I moaned, the heat spreading through my body like wildfire."Fuck, you smell so damn good," he growled in that low, husky voice that always made my stomach flip. "My wolf is going crazy. He wants to taste you… right down there."My breath caught in my throat. I could barely think straight.His rough hand slid up slowly, cupping my left breast through the thin fabric of my nightwear. He squeezed gently at first—then harder. A sharp gasp escaped my lips.My heart pounded so loud I was sure he could hear it."Ka..ren, what are you—" Before I could finish, he squeezed again, firmer this time. Electricity shot straight through me, making my knees weak. I froze, unable to pull away, unable to push closer. My body betrayed me, arching slightly into his touch.He didn't speak. Instead, his other hand drifted lower, slipping under the hem of my nightdress. Cool air hit my skin as he pushed the material up, fingers brushing the edge of my panties. With one smooth motion, he tugged

“Hmmm… it looks like someone here is shy,” Cynthia finally concluded when she saw that I had completely shut down and refused to say anything more.“I am not shy,” I muttered, avoiding her eyes.She laughed. “Please. Miss Fearless herself. If people hear that the bold Thalassa is blushing like this, they won’t believe it.”I rolled my eyes. “Stop exaggerating.”She stretched lazily. “Anyway, I didn’t come here to embarrass you. I dragged myself out of bed so we can go to class together. Lecture will start soon, and we are almost late. Look at you—you’re still standing there, wrapped like a burrito.”My eyes widened. “Wait, what time is it?”She mentioned the time, and my heart almost jumped out of my chest.“Oh my God.”“And you haven’t even gotten ready,” she added, shaking her head. “Still trapped in your sweet memories.”“Cynthia!” I protested, but I was already rushing toward my wardrobe.“Five minutes!” she shouted behind me.“I’m sorry! Just wait for me. Let me quickly bathe,” I

“The new student,” I replied, trying not to sound tired. “He wants us to take him around.”Cynthia slowly turned to look at him.He gave her a small wave. “Hi. I’m Dennis.”He sounded calm. Normal. Too normal.Cynthia smiled politely and waved back. “I’m Cynthia. Nice to meet you. Don’t worry, after this lesson, me and my bestie will take you around.”I forced a smile too.Everything looked fine on the outside.But inside, I was still uneasy.After the lesson ended, Dennis packed his books neatly and walked over to us. He didn’t rush. He didn’t look nervous. He just looked… prepared.“Ready?” he asked.“Yeah,” Cynthia answered cheerfully before I could say anything.So we started showing him around the school.We took him to the cafeteria first, then the library, the administrative block, the sports center, and the quiet gardens near the back of the campus. As we walked, Cynthia did most of the talking, explaining which lecturers were strict and which ones were friendly.Dennis listen

Throughout the hour we spent in the cafeteria, Kaeren kept a sad expression on his face. He was the one staring at me from across the room, not Dennis.Dennis was actually trying to act normal, but I could tell he also felt the tension in the air.I mean who won't? When someone was staring at you deadly.And honestly, seeing Kaeren look that sad made guilt coil tightly inside my chest.How do I explain to him that there was nothing romantic between me and Dennis?Dennis and I were just new friends. Nothing more.Men are unpredictable..But talking normally with Dennis suddenly became harder. The atmosphere around our table felt heavier, like something invisible was pressing down on us.I feel like if I keep talking be might appear for nowhere and try to fight Dennis.Then my phone buzzed on the table.The vibration startled me slightly.Hastily, I picked it up and unlocked the screen.There was a message from Kaeren.I turned my head slightly to look at him across the cafeteria.He wa

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally gave in and agreed to follow her out. I don’t even know why I bothered arguing in the first place. With Cynthia, once she makes up her mind, it’s like trying to move a mountain with bare hands.And of all places she picked… a disco bar.We stood in front of the club, bright neon lights flashing across the street, music already vibrating through the walls. People were laughing, shouting, walking in dressed like they were ready to forget all their problems for the night.I folded my arms and stared at the glowing sign above us.“Seriously? Why are you so stubborn, Cynthia? You definitely remember the trouble we got into last time.”She avoided my eyes for a second, then lifted her chin. Her face was already made up—lip gloss shining, lashes dramatic, confidence forced.“Please don’t be such a boring sister,” she said, nudging me. “It’s just one night.”I exhaled slowly, trying to keep my voice calm. “Cynthia, sometimes you should actual