All Chapters of Alpha's Heaven: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

After that morning, everything seemed to settle back into place—at least on the surface.School was about to begin, and the halls were filled once more with the usual chatter, squeaking shoes, and the dull murmur of sleepy students dragging themselves to class. But something had shifted. The moment I stepped through the school gates, the change in atmosphere was undeniable.No one dared bully me again.Whispers still followed me wherever I went, but gone were the days of sneers, tripping feet, and cruel jokes muttered under breath. The second everyone found out I was Damian’s mate, their petty cruelty vanished as quickly as it had arrived. It was as if the fear of him lingered in the air, shadowing my every step. But just because they no longer dared to touch me didn’t mean they accepted me.Their hateful stares never left.Every time I walked past, heads would turn. Eyes would narrow. Girls who used to toss their hair and giggle at Damian in the halls now looked at me like I’d stole

When we arrived at the party, it felt like we had stepped into a different world.The garden was transformed—fairy lights strung between trees, glowing lanterns floating in the air, and a classical quartet playing softly in the background. Guests were dressed to impress in luxurious gowns and finely tailored suits, their outfits sparkling under the moonlight like scattered stars.Our dresses were no different. Eva looked effortlessly stunning in her gold gown, while mine felt more like a borrowed fantasy than something meant for me. Since I was taller than Eva, the hem of the dress rode higher on my legs than it probably should have. I tugged at it self-consciously, but she just waved her hand.“You look hot,” she said with a wink. “Let them stare.”As we made our way through the crowd, all eyes seemed to follow us. We headed straight for the drink table. Eva was already grinning, eyeing the colorful cocktails like they were candy. “I need something cold and strong,” she declared. “M

Skye’s POVThe music from the party still clung to me even after I left—soft, fading, like a perfume I couldn’t wash off. Every step away from the clearing pulled me farther from the lanterns, the champagne, the noise… and from everything I didn’t want to think about.The sounds fell away layer by layer until I was left with nothing but my own thoughts. I needed the quiet. I needed space. I needed to breathe air that wasn’t mixed with perfume, sweat, and forced smiles.But even with all the silence I wanted, one thing wouldn’t leave my head: Damian’s face when I accepted Evan’s hand for the dance. That moment kept replaying like a glitch I couldn’t fix. The way his entire body went still. The way his jaw tightened. And that flicker in his eyes—brief but sharp like needles prickling in my skin.Was he jealous?Or was I just imagining it because I wanted him to feel something for me?The thought alone was dangerous. Damian wasn’t someone you tried to figure out. You could stare at him f

For a moment, the world stopped moving.The sound of the river faded, the cool night breeze stilled, and all I could feel was the searing press of Damian’s lips against mine. My mind screamed at me to pull away, to shove him back, to remember every reason why I should hate him. But my body… my traitorous, weak, desperate body… it moved on its own.I kissed him back.The moment my lips molded to his, something deep inside me broke free. His hands, warm and calloused, cupped my face as though I were something fragile, yet the heat between us burned like wildfire. I could taste the remnants of danger and possessiveness in his kiss — the same possessiveness that had me tangled up in knots since the day I met him.Damian growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my mouth, pulling me deeper into his pull. I let out a small gasp, and he took advantage, his tongue sweeping in, claiming me in a way that was both sinful and intoxicating. My knees felt weak, and I had to cling to hi

Skye’s POVI was furious. Not the playful kind of mad where you pout until you’re given chocolate. No — this was the kind of anger that simmered in your gut, hot and poisonous, until you couldn’t think of anything else.Damian hadn’t said a single word to me all day. Not after what happened last night. Not after the way he’d kissed me like I was the only thing keeping him alive. Not after the way we… gave in to each other under the light of the Moon Goddess.Instead, he’d just… walked past me. Like I was nothing. Like last night had been nothing.The more I thought about it, the more my chest burned. So that’s it? I thought bitterly. He just needed to sate his wolf’s needs and I happened to be there?I was still seething when Eva slid into the seat beside me in the cafeteria. “You’re quiet today,” she said, eyeing me like she could read my every thought.I forced a smile. “Just tired.”“Uh-huh,” she said, clearly not buying it. Then, with a sly grin, she leaned closer. “There’s a part