All Chapters of Please fuck me, Mr.Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CATHERINE'S POV. The next morning, I woke up before my alarm. For the first time in a long while... I smiled. Not because I was happy. Because I had a plan. I glanced across the hallway toward Maria's bedroom as I stepped out of my room. The door was still closed. Good. She was probably still asleep... or lying in bed wondering how to survive another day at school. Pathetic. I walked downstairs, humming softly to myself. Mom was already preparing breakfast while Andrew sat at the table scrolling through his phone. He looked up the moment I entered. "You look happy." "I had a good night's sleep," I lied, pouring myself a glass of juice. Andrew raised an eyebrow. "That's unusual." I simply smiled. If everything went according to plan... Today would be even better. A few moments later, soft footsteps echoed on the stairs. Maria. She walked into the kitchen wearing the same oversized academy uniform that practically swallowed her whole. Her head was lowered as alwa

I sat on my knees, tears blurring my vision,body an absolute mess and yet somehow everyone was laughing at my misery. They didn't feel sorry , they enjoyed it. At this point I had no strength left in me to struggle. I layed limp on the floor. After humiliating me the guys look at each other, saying that it would be a shame not to have their way with me. "Little omega, don't worry.... we will finally make you a woman, and help you to understand what your job as an omega is..... to pleasure us, serve us. When our two meaty cocks claim every inch and hole in you" No. No, no. No, no, no. They were going to rape me.... On the Live stream. And I was powerless against them . "Please, I'm begging you,... let me go, please". I pleaded and they ignored. They stripped of my remaining clothes and just when they are about to have their way with me. An enraged Damien bursted in, grab both of them by the neck and threw them to the ground. "How dare you " Damien's voice b

Damien's POV The ride home was silent. Not because I had nothing to say. Because every time I closed my eyes, I saw Maria's face. Not the bruises. Not the torn uniform. Her eyes. She hadn't looked relieved when I arrived. She'd looked... Defeated. As though she'd already accepted that no one was coming for her. Then came her words. "I hate you." They echoed through my head with every passing mile. By the time the palace gates came into view, I already knew. Father had seen the livestream. The guards standing outside the estate avoided my eyes. None of them greeted me. None of them spoke. That was all the confirmation I needed. The moment I stepped through the front doors, a servant hurried toward me. "Young Alpha..." "The Alpha is waiting for you in the council chamber." Of course he was. I walked the familiar corridor alone. Portraits of former Alphas lined the walls. Every one of them stared forward with expressions carved from ston

Maria's POV Weeks passed. Eventually, the whispers became quieter. The laughter faded into murmurs. Students found newer scandals. New victims. New entertainment. But some things never truly disappeared. Every hallway I walked through reminded me of that. People no longer openly pointed at me. Instead, conversations stopped when I approached. Eyes lingered for a second too long before turning away. Some boys smirked whenever I passed, nudging one another as though I couldn't see them. The girls weren't much kinder. "Poor Damien." "I wonder how he puts up with her." "Maybe he'll finally leave." I pretended not to hear them. Pretending had become my greatest skill. Every morning I woke up hoping the day would hurt a little less. Every night I discovered I had been wrong. The only thing that kept me going was one fragile hope. Draven. Despite everything that had happened... Despite everyone telling me I wasn't worth loving... I believed he still cared. I told my

I started getting dressed. Minutes passed. Then more. Still... My thoughts refused to quiet. They always found their way back to her. Maria. The emptiness in her voice replayed over and over inside my head. Not once had she cursed Draven. Not once had she called him cruel. She had only blamed herself. As though she had somehow failed him. I leaned both hands against the cool marble wall and shut my eyes. How? How could he do that to her? How could anyone look at someone who had spent years loving them with unwavering devotion... and treat that love as though it were nothing? Maria had defended him. Believed in him. Waited for him. Even after everyone else had abandoned her. Even after the academy tore her apart day after day. She had still believed there was one person who wouldn't betray her. Draven. A bitter laugh escaped me. He had been the last person she should have trusted. Perhaps that was what disgusted me the most. Not that