บททั้งหมดของ Bound to the Wrong Alpha: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Lola’s POVMorgan Morrison.The name alone made my blood boil.He was an Alpha of the Red Shadow Wolf Clan, the most notorious playboy on campus, and Flint’s biggest rival, they are competing secretly.To me, he wasn’t just another arrogant Alpha. He was trouble wrapped in a smirk.I saw him leaning against the hallway wall, spinning his phone between his fingers like he had all the time in the world.I walked up to him and said, “You should stop skipping Professor Neal’s class. It’s mandatory.”He barely looked at me. “Got it.”I frowned. “I’m serious. Keep doing it and…”He cut me off with a lazy grin. “I’ll do it, alright? Don’t be so serious, glasses girl.”I felt my jaw clench.He tilted his head and added, “You do know I’m the strongest Alpha in the country, right? Everyone here respects me. You don't get to talk to me like that.”I crossed my arms. “Not everyone respects you.”Morgan took a slow step closer. “Then you must be blind. Or biased. Maybe both.”“You cheated at the e

Lola’s POVMy hand was still pressed against Morgan’s chest.I was lost in my own world, imagining Flint holding my face and telling me he’d always loved me. His words were soft in my mind, his touch gentle. It was a scene I’d made up a hundred times before. It was one I could never say out loud.Then Morgan’s voice snapped me out of it.“You were fantasizing about me, weren’t you?”I blinked.He wasn’t smirking at first. He was just staring, looking caught off guard.That’s when I realized my hand was still on him.I quickly pulled it back, flustered. “Don’t flatter yourself,” I said. “You wish.”Now the smirk returned. “So… your sexual fantasy is about your adoptive brother?”I took a step back. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”He moved closer. His eyes didn’t leave mine.I shoved him gently, just enough to break the tension, then turned and walked fast, headed for the hallway.But I didn’t get far before I bumped into something solid.It was Flint.He looked down at me, t

Lola’s POVI stood frozen in place, my heart racing and my cheeks burning. Flint didn’t say anything. Not even a word to deny what Amy had accused him of. He didn’t even look at me. He just walked away, leaving Amy and me alone in the hallway.I stared at his back as he disappeared around the corner. My hands were shaking. I wasn’t sure if I was more embarrassed or hurt. Probably both. Amy turned to me with a satisfied smile, blocking my path.“Don’t get the wrong idea,” she said, tilting her head. “You’re just his adoptive sister. That’s all you’ll ever be.”I didn’t respond.“You think just because you live under the same roof, he cares about you that way?” Her voice lowered as she stepped closer. “He doesn’t. He never did. So keep your little crush to yourself and stay away from him.”Her words were sharp, but they didn’t surprise me. Amy had always been like this.Back in high school, she was the reason I used to eat lunch in the library.She’d pull little stunts like switching my

Lola’s POVPeople were starting to gather. Amy’s voice had gotten louder on purpose, drawing attention. I heard footsteps and low murmurs as passers-by slowed to watch. They didn’t know what happened. But they didn’t need the details to start judging.Then the crowd shifted. A few voices quieted. That’s when I saw Flint pushing through them, his face unreadable. He stopped when he reached me, eyes sharp and locked on mine.He knelt down beside me, jaw tight. His hand reached for my arm. I let him help me up.His touch made my skin burn, but not from the cold. Just being near him like this, in front of everyone, after everything… It made me feel smaller than ever.And he still hadn’t said a word.Flint’s eyes were full of questions and hurt. “Lola,” he said quietly, his voice trembling just a little, “is this true? This isn’t real, is it?” He glanced at Amy, then at the diary she held, then back at me. The whole crowd leaned in, hungry for my answer.I tried to open my mouth, but nothi

The Third POVFlint pushed through the doors, not looking back even once. Amy tried to follow, calling after him, but he didn’t slow down. He didn’t want anyone near him, not Amy, not his friends, and especially not Morgan or Lola.He moved fast, his anger pushing him toward the trees at the edge of campus. The sky above was gray, and the first hint of a chill made the forest feel quiet and empty. Flint didn’t care. He walked until the crowd noises faded and only the sound of his boots on leaves remained.When he finally stopped, he was deep enough in the woods that no one would see or hear him. He clenched his fists, feeling his nails dig into his palms. The image of Lola looking at him with hurt in her eyes kept flashing through his mind. Worse, he couldn’t stop thinking about Morgan kissing her in front of everyone, her shock, the way she’d let Morgan take her hand. It played on a loop, stinging every time.Flint squeezed his eyes shut, telling himself again, “I’m doing this for t